Inside the palace, Ying Zheng sat upright at his desk, intently reviewing memorials.
A handsome scholar, led by a eunuch, entered the hall. Upon seeing Ying Zheng, he bowed respectfully and said, "This humble one greets Your Majesty!"
Ying Zheng's gaze fell on the memorial, and he said calmly, "What brings Kong Jia here?"
Although the Confucian school was not friendly to the Qin Dynasty before, after several contacts, their attitude changed drastically. They became extremely respectful to the Qin Dynasty, and Kong Jia also corrected his position, from a collaborator to a subject, only wanting to cling to the Qin Dynasty as his powerful ally.
This is normal, after all, once the strength of the Great Qin is exposed, everyone will clearly perceive the gap between themselves and the terrifying strength of the Great Qin.
Besides Confucianism, the Mohist school also followed suit. After witnessing the strength of the Qin Dynasty, they did not hesitate to submit.
Upon hearing this, the scholar's expression tightened, and he immediately knelt on the ground with a thud, pleading, "Your Majesty, please save my teacher!"
Ying Zheng's eyes flickered slightly. He put down the memorial and looked at the Confucian scholar. "Something happened to Kong Jia?"
The scholar lowered his head and said, "My teacher has been following His Majesty's wishes and has been doing his best to select promising talents from all over the country, hoping to cultivate more talents for the Great Qin. However, just half a month ago, they disappeared in the area north of Lingnan."
Ying Zheng's eyes darkened slightly. "Disappeared?"
The scholar raised his head and continued, "The original plan was to stay there for no more than three days before leaving, and we would receive news from here. But after our teacher stepped into that place, we lost all contact with him, and even the disciples who accompanied him disappeared without a trace."
Ying Zheng looked at the anxious face of the Confucian scholar and quickly recognized him as the Confucian disciple he had met before, named Qingshan.
Because Kong Jia had shown great respect for this disciple, Ying Zheng was also deeply impressed by him.
Ying Zheng pondered for a moment, then said, "Even the disciples disappeared. Did they encounter some misfortune?"
Since a great Confucian scholar would be traveling to that place, he would naturally be well-prepared and would never get lost. It's more likely that he encountered some trouble.
Such a group possesses extremely strong combat power, and ordinary people would certainly not provoke them. If Kong Jia and his disciples were to encounter misfortune together, then there must be a powerful force interfering.
Otherwise, ordinary organizations would never provoke such a powerful force as Confucianism.
Aoyama's expression was solemn. "After the teacher disappeared, I went to search for him myself, but I didn't find any clues. I only found some damaged books."
"The teacher takes His Majesty's instructions very seriously, so he has always regarded those books as treasures and has always kept them in good condition. It is absolutely impossible for such a situation to occur."
"But now it's a complete mess, and books about education are being ignored. There's only one possibility for this situation."
Upon hearing Qingshan's analysis, Ying Zheng's gaze turned slightly cold.
Although Kong Jia was somewhat stubborn, his attitude towards work was impeccable. Ying Zheng had seen this before; he truly cared about the education of the Qin Dynasty, which is why he had always done his best.
As the head of Confucianism, he cherished books and bamboo slips, and would never waste or tear them up just because he had enough, which aligns with Aoyama's analysis.
After a moment of silence, Ying Zheng asked again, "Has Kong Jia ever experienced anything like this before?"
Aoyama replied, "Never before."
Kong Jia, the head of the Confucian school, had always had a good reputation and was known for his kindness and politeness.
Confucianism is known for its strict discipline, even towards its disciples. As a result, Confucian disciples never cause trouble and have virtually no enemies outside the school.
Under such circumstances, Kong Jia always lived a peaceful life.
Ying Zheng's eyes darkened slightly, and he said, "I understand. You may go back."
Qingshan's expression changed slightly. He wanted to say something, but remembering that Kong Jia had instructed all the disciples that Ying Zheng would be their leader from now on, and they must obey his every command, he dared not ask any more questions.
Qingshan bowed and said, "This humble servant takes his leave!"
After Qingshan withdrew, Ying Zheng picked up the memorial he had just read and began to review it. After examining it for a while, he finished reviewing the memorial and put it aside. Then he said in a deep voice, "Xuan Wang Jian!"
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In the room filled with wisps of smoke, Xiaoyao sat cross-legged in meditation, while Wang Jian stood beside him. "This time we're facing the Yin-Yang School. Those guys specialize in unorthodox methods, and they must use extremely Yin and evil techniques. You must have a way to deal with them, right?"
Xiaoyao, with his eyes closed, replied, "His Majesty has already given instructions on this matter. Since it concerns the Great Qin, I will not hide anything. I have given you all the magical artifacts I can. General Wang, please take them with you."
Wang Jian continued, "Besides weapon enhancements, aren't there other magical artifacts?"
Xiaoyao kept his eyes closed and said calmly, "Anything else?"
Wang Jian replied, "We used armor engraved with runes when we attacked Miao territory before. Since it was so effective against the evil magic of Miao, it must be very useful against the Yin-Yang School as well."
Xiaoyao replied, "That should be the case, but General Wang will be setting off in a few days, won't he?"
Wang Jian looked out the window. The orange light was warm, and the delicate yellow flowers swayed in the wind. Life was peaceful and serene. "It will be soon. We have found out about the Yin Yang School's stronghold. If we don't wipe them out quickly, and they find out and change their stronghold, we will waste a lot of time."
"Moreover, this war concerns the prestige of Great Qin, and His Majesty attaches great importance to it. Naturally, I cannot hold back."
Xiaoyao opened his eyes and said, "Time was too tight. It was impossible to draw so many suits of armor, so I didn't arrange any armor this time."
Wang Jian turned to look at him, "Don't make it that complicated, there must be something simpler, right?"
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