Shou'an Hall.
Mu Yuan felt his father's gaze in front of him. For some reason, he felt a chill in his back and he was sweating profusely.
"Da Shang is the largest dynasty in Kyushu, and my father is the king of Dashang, and he has such a powerful weapon of the country as Confucianism. The final winner of this game is naturally my father." Mu Yuan replied.
"Confucianism?"
Emperor Shang smiled lightly and said, "Since we are talking about Confucianism, do you think the existence of Confucianism is a benefit or disadvantage to the great merchants?"
"Of course it's Lee."
Mu Yuan responded without hesitation, "The Confucian leader of the Confucian sect is the most powerful person in the world, intimidating all parties, and the Taixue Palace of the Confucian sect has cultivated countless talented people for our Great Shang court. How can Great Shang be what it is today?" Its prosperity cannot be separated from the help of Confucianism."
"Continue." Shang Huang said calmly.
Mu Yuan thought for a while and said, "In addition to being powerful, the Confucian sect's more important role lies in the spiritual aspect. The existence of the Confucian sect is the belief of the scholars of Dashi and even all the people. As long as the Confucian sect exists for one day, whether it is Buddhism or the Western Regions, It is impossible for Tianyu Palace to spread their beliefs to Dashang."
"What you said is indeed true."
Emperor Shang nodded and said, "Is there any more?"
"The existence of the Confucian sect can also deter some courtiers with evil intentions in the court. There has been almost no rebellion in the Great Shang Dynasty for thousands of years, and the Confucian sect has contributed a lot." Mu Yuan answered seriously.
Rebellion by ministers was unavoidable in all dynasties, especially during the transition of imperial power, which was full of bloodshed. However, during the millennia of the Great Shang Dynasty, rebellions rarely occurred. The biggest reason for this was the existence of Confucianism.
It can be said that if Confucianism is not in chaos, big businessmen will not be in chaos.
"What if the Confucian sect is causing trouble?" Emperor Shang suddenly said.
When Mu Yuan heard this, his expression was startled, and he didn't react for a moment.
How is it possible that Confucianism is causing trouble?
"Don't worry, just say whatever you want." Emperor Shang said calmly.
Mu Yuan came back to his senses, hesitated for a moment, and said, "My son believes that as long as the Confucian sect has the head of Confucianism, it is impossible for it to cause trouble."
"However, Confucian leader has lived for too long and cannot live forever."
Emperor Shang looked at the chessboard on the table, picked up the black and white pieces one by one, put them back into the chess box, and said calmly, "If one day the Confucian leader ascends to heaven, who can intimidate such a powerful Confucian sect?"
"The four heads of the Confucian sect are not ambitious people, and they are still loyal to me, the Great Shang."
Mu Yuan seemed to have guessed something after listening to his father's words in front of him, and he said with more and more sweat on his back.
"After all, they are not Confucian leaders and cannot intimidate all Confucian people."
Emperor Shang closed the chess box and said calmly, "The Confucian sect has too much power in the Great Shang Dynasty. Without the deterrence of the Confucian leader, there will be chaos!"
"What do you mean, father?"
Mu Yuan suppressed the turmoil in his heart and asked carefully.
"Okay, that's it for today's chess game. Let's go back."
Shang Huang did not answer, with a tired look on his face, and waved.
Mu Yuan did not dare to ask any more questions, so he immediately bowed respectfully and said, "My son, please leave."
After saying that, Mu Yuan turned around in his wheelchair and walked towards the outside of the hall.
Outside the palace, the old eunuch Zhao Jie had been waiting. When he saw the eldest prince coming out, he immediately walked forward quickly.
"Your Highness."
Zhao Jie noticed the pale face of the master in front of him and said, "What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, let's go."
Mu Yuan clenched his hands and said.
"yes!"
Zhao Jie nodded, pushed the wheelchair, and walked out of the palace.
In the wheelchair, Mu Yuan's face looked very ugly, his eyes were closed, and the turmoil in his heart could not be calmed down.
Their father is becoming more and more oppressive.
Those words just now were definitely not just words.
Father really wants to disturb Confucianism!
However, the existence of Confucianism has long been ingrained in the big merchants, so it can't be moved by just talking.
What's more, the Confucian sect still has the Confucian leader sitting in charge. As long as the Confucian leader lives for one day, the Confucian sect will be unbreakable.
What on earth is their father thinking?
The imperial court and the Confucian sect have been at peace with each other for so many years, and the Confucian sect has never interfered in political affairs. Why is the father so eager to attack the Confucian sect?
Isn't it possible that the father is worried about the counterattack of the Confucian sect?
Behind him, in the Shou'an Palace, Emperor Shang stood up and walked to the window. He looked at the eldest son hurriedly leaving outside, with the corners of his mouth slightly curved.
This Yuan'er is so much like his younger self, he can endure what ordinary people cannot.
Unfortunately, the disability of his legs not only created Yuan'er's tolerant character, but also gave him great limitations.
How could a disabled person inherit the throne of the royal family? It was a matter of honor for the royal family. There had never been any precedent in the past dynasties.
Yuan'er, after listening to what your father said today, what will you choose?
There are many ministers in the court who are close to the Confucian sect, and getting their support will be a big help.
Is it going to be a desperate fight, or is it going to be a step-by-step fight like now?
Your three brothers will not give you the opportunity to slowly make plans.
"Someone is coming."
After a long time, Emperor Shang spoke calmly, "Summon the third prince Mu Yao into the palace."
"yes!"
Behind, a young eunuch took the order and left quickly.
In front of the window, Emperor Shang stared ahead, with thoughts in his deep eyes that no one in the world could see clearly.
He wanted to see what his sons' attitudes were towards Confucianism.
at the same time.
In the northernmost part of the eight tribes of Mobei, the battlefield under the dark night was filled with rivers of blood and dyed the wilderness red.
The unprecedented large demon tide caused heavy losses to the soldiers of the Eight Tribes of Mobei and the young and powerful men of the three forces.
No one knows why this demonic tide came so suddenly and so shockingly.
At first, Tantai Jingyue thought it was the monster's revenge. However, after discovering that the monster's target was not the soldiers of the Eight Divisions of Mobei, she immediately realized that something was not right about what happened today.
It is very possible that a spy has appeared among the human race!
Otherwise, it would be impossible for these monsters to know the whereabouts of her, Confucianism and others so well.
They had just arrived here today, and such a large-scale demon tide broke out. Even the demon king, who was always cautious and never really showed up, came in person. Moreover, there were twelve demons as soon as they came. Even, they were not ordinary ones. The demon king, but the most powerful among the demon kings.
It's all too much of a coincidence.
When something goes wrong, there must be a demon. There is a conspirator in the human race that she doesn't know about!
However, the young powerful men from Confucianism, Buddhism and Tianman Temple are all here. It is impossible for them to betray themselves. Who could be the person behind this?
In the camp, thoughts kept flashing through Tantai Jingyue's eyes, and it was difficult to guess who betrayed them.
Behind the eight tribes in Mobei, the battlefield between the three forces was extremely tragic. The young and powerful men who had always been pampered saw the cruelty of war for the first time. Many of them were stained with blood before they even had time to be afraid.
The twelve demon kings stopped the powerful men from all four realms and tried to delay as much time as possible.
The eight Mobei tribes and the three other forces had just gathered today and had not yet had time to discuss the alliance, so they could only fight on their own.
It is precisely for this reason that it is difficult for all forces to exert their strongest combat power.
Among the three forces of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Tianyu Hall, the casualties are increasing. More and more great monsters are rushing out from the battlefield of the eight tribes in Mobei, which has already exceeded the tolerance limit of the three forces.
Especially on the battlefield of the Confucian Sect, whether it was a coincidence or the order of the Twelve Demon Kings, more than half of the great demons all flocked to the Confucian Sect side.
In the battle between the Confucian sect, I saw that the Confucian sect disciples behind me were all seriously injured, but the big monsters were still rushing out of the polar night world.
Li Ziye gritted his teeth and rushed directly to the Confucian battlefield, blocking all the big monsters by himself.
If these fools die here, the old man, the Confucian leader, will be sad.
After receiving so much kindness from the Confucian sect, it’s time to repay some.
It turns out that he is also a fool!
Ahead, five great demons arrived at the same time, and the demonic auras joined together, like a black ocean, were terrifying and frightening.
"We can only fight with all our might!"
Alone against five great monsters that were comparable to the third realm of the human race, a look of determination flashed in Li Ziye's eyes, and his inner energy surged. Before life or death, he had no choice but to risk his life.
