"Die early and late, aren't they all dead?"

Su Zixiu, who was thrown by Yang Xian in front of the stone drum in the Confucian Temple, smiled miserably and said, "As sooner or later, I will die, so why should I make a choice?"

Yang Xian smiled and said, "If you can live for a while, you will live for a while. Isn't this exactly what Lord Su's thought?"

Su Zixiu was silent for a moment and nodded, "No, it's good to live for a while!"

He slowly got up from the ground, stood in front of Yang Xian with a swaying voice, "What is the difference between dying early and dying late?"

Yang Xian said: "If I want to die early, I will kill you at the gate of the Confucian Temple, cut off your head and hang it on the Meridian Gate for the people of Qingzhou to despise."

Su Zixiu's face turned pale, "What will happen if he dies late?"

Yang Xian said: "If you want to die late, then I will give you three years. Within three years, if there is another civilian in Qingzhou who dies of cold and starvation, I will kill your nine clans!"

Su Zixiu said in a lost voice: "Qingzhou is so big, with hundreds of millions of people, how can I be without any leakage?"

Yang Xian said: "If you can do it, you will be able to survive. If you can't do it, you will be punished together with the nine clans!"

As he spoke, he reached out to grab Su Zixiu and slapped his head suddenly.

After slapping it with one palm, Su Zixiu suddenly stopped and stood still. His eyes were confused and lost their minds. After a while, he woke up.

He shivered and exclaimed: "What did you do to me?"

Yang Xian said: "A little trick!"

He ignored Su Zixiu, walked down the steps, looked at the group of soldiers opposite him, and waved, "It's all gone!"

The black-faced man holding a spear opposite, his face turned red and he thought to himself: "We were going to capture you, how could you wave it away?"

But this thought dissipated as soon as it arose. "With this person's means, even if the three thousand elite troops of my Qingyang Mansion were dispatched, he would not be able to do anything at all, but would only increase casualties. Besides, the eight old men around him were all extraordinary and amazing. If they really wanted to deal with it, I'm afraid everyone's lives would be difficult to save!"

But after all, he is a general in charge of Qingyang Mansion. Even if he is timid, he will not be able to be sent back so cowardly by Yang Xian with just one word. He was in a dilemma for a moment, and his face changed.

When Su Zixiu was shocked by what means Yang Xian had used for himself, he heard Yang Xian wave his hand and turned his head to see the black-faced man with a tangled expression on his face, and sighed softly: "General Huang, take the soldiers back!"

He looked at the Bayi of Zhongzhou standing behind Yang Xian, "Not mentioning the shocking methods of the leader of Yang Sect, the eight old gentlemen of Bayi of Zhongzhou alone can't stop our Qingyang Prefecture Army, so why bother to make things boring?"

General Huang was moved and said, "The Eight Eight Essences of Zhongzhou? Are the Eight Confucian brothers who are famous all over the world?"

He looked at the Bade brothers behind Yang Xian in shock and suspicion, and said to Su Zixiu: "Master, are you lying to me?"

Zhongzhou Eight Elements became famous for decades and was a master-level figure who was famous all over the world. Whether it was scriptures and articles or martial arts cultivation, they were the best, and there were only a few in the world.

Whether in the martial arts world or in the imperial court, they are all famous. Whether it is court officials, martial arts, or civilians, they have almost heard of the names of his eight brothers.

Today, when Su Zixiu heard that the eight old men around Yang Xian were the eight ethics of Zhongzhou, not only was the black-faced General Huang surprised, but also the soldiers were in an uproar.

The name of the Eight Ethics of Zhongzhou is really too great. It is a model of the entire Confucian scholars. Both morality and knowledge are a role model for scholars all over the world. They have always been promoted to the people of the world by the Great Zhou court. They are praised by scholars all over the world as the "benchmark of the Eight Virtues" and are a great sage in the world.

Now, the eight masters, known as the banner of Dayi, abandoned Zhou and Yang at the same time. This was a shocking news for the entire Great Zhou Dynasty and the entire Neo-Confucian lineage. It will spread in the future and will have a great blow to the entire Neo-Confucianism.

"This...how is this possible?"

General Huang was shocked and could no longer hold the spear in his hand and fell to the ground with a "clang".

He didn't care about the weapons in his hand and stammered: "The eight old masters are the leaders of the world's literary world, loyalty, filial piety, integrity and righteousness. Who doesn't know? How can they get together with Yang Xian, the leader of the rioters?"

Su Zixiu's shock at this moment was actually not smaller than General Huang, and he was even more than that. However, he was the lord of a mansion after all. Although he was so scared by Yang Xian that he was silent, he calmed down after only a moment. When he saw General Huang's disbelief, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I am now a prisoner under the ranks, and his life is hard to save. How can I still have the intention to lie to you?"

He murmured, "I don't believe it than you!"

The great scholars of the world who had been famous for decades, and the eight virtue brothers who had been praised by Neo-Confucianism all turned to the Hidden Learning lineage in this day, which made no one accept it.

This is like a clash between two countries. A hero who has always been praised at home suddenly turned against him and surrendered to join the enemy country. This huge gap and change in identity are enough to make countless scholars stunned and at a loss.

As a student of the Neo-Confucian scholar, Su Zixiu has always admired Brother Bade and was also a little afraid. Just when he was welcoming Brother Bade yesterday, he was still worried that he would be blamed by eight seniors for his bad governance of Qingzhou.

Later, when he saw that Wang Xiao and others had never talked about this, he felt relieved.

When he saw Yang Xianzhi at the entrance of the Confucian Temple, he was very afraid that his mentor would not surrender Yang Xian. After Yang Xian entered the door, the first thing he was to inform Brother Bade of Yang Xian's appearance.

But what he never expected was that instead of capturing and killing Yang Xian, these eight brothers defected to Yang Xian.

This simply subverted his entire outlook on life, fear, disbelief, disappointment, discomfort, despair, funny, and other emotions gathered in his heart for a moment, and the whole world became incomprehensible.

Now General Huang on the opposite side also felt his emotions just now, standing there in a daze, looking confused, and not knowing what to do for a moment.

Just as the scene was strangely quiet, Wang Xiao, who was standing behind Yang Xian, walked slowly to the many soldiers and shouted to the black-faced general: "Boy, are you a descendant of Huang Tianyi of Qingyang?"

General Huang, the black-faced, was shocked, and came to his senses and said, "The ancestor of the family is God's will!"

He looked at Wang Xiao and asked carefully: "How dare you ask the old man what he calls him?"

Wang Xiaodao: "I am Wang Xiao!"

He held a long sword and shouted loudly: "Neo-Confucianism poisons the world, imprisons people's hearts, and prevents our human race from unrest for thousands of years. Today, my eight brothers are restored to the original source, welcome the leader of the main sect of the Confucian Sect, and return my true face to the Confucian Sect. Do you want to stop me?"

General Huang said, "You are an old minister of two dynasties, how dare you stop me?"

Wang Xiaodao: "Since you dare not stop me, why don't you retreat?"

General Huang looked embarrassed, "This..."

At this moment, Zhong Ti and his friends walked out at the same time and shouted, "What are you talking about? Don't you retreat yet!"

General Huang glanced at the eight people, then looked at Su Zixiu again, "Master of the Mansion? Me?"
Chapter completed!