"Why you?"

The narrow walkway, the cold air, the broken walls, and when the iron door was slowly opened, the boy in the room had a sharp look, looking at the person coming, his face full of surprise.

"Do you know me?"

Ying Ziyi smiled and looked at the conditions for the owner of the room to live. The walls in the house were empty, and there were only a pile of bamboo slips with broken ropes on the ground, which could be regarded as the only decoration.

"Your Highness of Qin. Maybe you haven't seen me with your own eyes, but when you burned the capital of Chu, I saw your 'hero' with your own eyes! Later I heard that you were transferred by the tyrant Ying Zheng, and soon afterwards, you were named the crown prince. Although you and I are both princes, your highness is a different experience than a country like me!"

The young man in the room sarcastically said, with deep hatred in his tone.

"Xiong Xin, the young master of Chu, is worthy of being the one who is in prison. Even if he is imprisoned, he can still work hard." Ying Ziyi smiled and said calmly.

"Don't joke, you have been imprisoning me here for more than three years. What do you want to do?" Xiong Xin roared, his pale face full of anger. If it weren't for the iron chains, his hideous appearance alone would make people feel no doubt that he would pounce on him and tear Ying Ziyi apart the next moment.

"Of course I let you go." Ying Ziyi stood in front of Xiong Xin, condescending, but his eyes were filled with peace. He glanced at the sparse scratches on the wall, and it seemed that Xiong Xin used this to plan the day.

The ferocious feeling gradually dissipated on Xiong Xin's face, and the anger subsided. The power of fatigue surged from his body. He sat down tiredly. Although Xiong Xin was well-read in poetry and books, he was weak since childhood and could not practice martial arts. He was trapped here for several years. His body was extremely weak. "Let me go?" Xiong Xin sneered, "Ying Ziyi, what are you thinking?"

"You have been trapped here for several years, but you know that over the years, His Highness Xiong Xin of Chu has made a huge name in the world. Not only has he become a disciple of Xiaoyaozi of the Taoist sect, but he has also established great prestige among an old minister of Chu."

"This is impossible. Ying Ziyi, what are you talking about!" Xiong Xin asked loudly.

Xiong Xin's anger was aroused by Ying Ziyi one after another, but the following scene made Xiong Xin stunned.

A flash of light flashed, and in front of Xiong Xin, the hateful prince of Qin seemed to be his. His nose, mouth, and eyebrows were exactly the same, and there was no other.

"You...you..." Xiong Xin's pretty face was both angry and terrified, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"I said I'll let you go."

Ying Ziyi replied to his original appearance and said with a smile.

"You arrested me and stole my Fu Ling and the Chu State's fire seal in order to use the power within Chu to achieve your ulterior motive?"

Xiong Xin stared at Ying Ziyi, and the cold air exposed when the words popped out of his mouth was enough to make people shudder.

Ying Ziyi still looked unconscious and said, "I don't understand that way. On the contrary, you should thank me."

"Thank you." Xiong Xin said as if she had heard the most ridiculous joke, "Thank you for what? Thank you for locking me up here for more than three years, thank you for stealing my identity, or thank you for letting me go?"

"These are all reasons why you should thank me. But the biggest reason is not here." Ying Ziyi squatted down slowly and leaned in front of Xiong Xin. "Compared with the pitiful and weak people under your previous command, the old Chu forces who are now obeying Xiong Xin, can be said to be strong. Not only that, Xiong Xin participated in the Six Nations Alliance, gained the trust of Prince Fusu, and also had a high prestige in front of the old tribes of the Six Nations. All of this was created by me, how about it? Now I am going to give you all this, shouldn't you thank me?"

Xiong Xin swallowed her saliva, and her dry throat felt a little better. If Ying Ziyi was saying the truth, it would be incredible, but what is Ying Ziyi's purpose?

"You are not afraid that I will tell you everything. Imagine that if Ying Zheng knew about this, can the position of crown prince in your empire be maintained?" Xiong Xinzheng felt that his ambition was reviving.

"Not to mention whether anyone would believe it, even if the Emperor Qin knew about it, how could he dismiss the crown prince of a country for such reasons?" Ying Ziyi said disdainfully: "Even if the truth is revealed to the world, it will not harm me at all, but what about you? If those old ministers of Chu knew that the one who led them over the years was actually the crown prince of Qin, would you still expect someone to listen to you?"

"You evil ghost!" Xiong Xin cursed with a swelling of her throat.

"Ha! Xiong Xin is me, and you are also you. This name has something in my mark. If you have the ability, go and get it!" Ying Ziyi took out a pill and placed it in front of Xiong Xin. After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the room.

"Master, why do you let him go and take charge of the Chu power?" Ying Ziyi stood on it. Beside him, Xiaohe in a blue dress asked. In the distance, Xiong Xin was wearing a cloth clothes and staggered towards the Sanghai in the distance.

"The old clans of the six countries are the most powerful, Qi and Chu. Qi has the Tian clan and the three brothers of the Tian clan have always been united. Over the years, although Jiuyoutang has been infiltrating the Tian clan, it is difficult to reach the core. The Xiang clan of Chu is the same, but the difference is that the strongest Xiang clan in Chu is not a royal clan. If there is no leader, then the Chu power that originally gathered together will fall apart. Xiong Xin is a smart man. With him, he will definitely be able to gather the old subordinates of Chu together and not let the Xiang clan be alone."

"It turns out that Your Highness wants to let him restrain the Xiang clan, but will it succeed?" Xiao He said in confusion. After all, this Xiong Xin is a little weaker than the previous Xiong Xin.

"Whether I can succeed depends on his own. If I were him, I would not rush to find the old subordinates of Chu, but first use the only resources around me to explore the information about Xiong Xin in the past."

"If he cannot succeed, will your highness have no next solution?" Xiaohe asked with a smile.

"Xiong Xin is just a casual move, but the real killer move is not here."

Ying Ziyi smiled and turned around. At this time, Xiaohu and Xiaodie also came to him.

The three girls are all loli-shaped bodies at this moment, with a layer of seal on their bodies, and a layer of disguise. Only when the seal is unbuttoned will their mature figures appear.

"How is it?" Ying Ziyi asked.

"The Emperor Qin has left Xianyang and will leave Hangu soon." Xiaodie knelt on one knee and reported.

"Where is the Mirage?"

"The mirage has set sail, and I'm afraid it's time to reach Sanghai tonight." said the little fox.

"What's the situation with the Yin-Yang family?" Ying Ziyi asked. When Donghuang Taiyi was about to leave the Yuhua Pill, he promised to wipe out the Mo family.

The little fox shook his head and said, "Since the five elders and two guardians of the Yin and Yang family were injured, they have been curled up in the palace outside Sanghai City and have no intention of taking action. But two hours ago, they have already begun to prepare to climb the mirage."

"Is this true?" Ying Ziyi smiled and did not take it seriously. "Let's go! Let's go and meet that person."

....

The back mountain of Xiaoshengxian Village is quiet in the bamboo forest, and the wind occasionally rusts, causing the fallen leaves to rise and fall.

Ying Ziyi walked on the path between the mountains. At this time, the day had already set in the west. The light of dusk was hidden in the communication line between the mountains and the sky. The only trace of afterglow left made the bamboo forest look cold and graceful.

As the night came, the cold air in the mountains passed, and Ying Ziyi walked along the mountain road. The elegant and interesting bamboo forest during the day seemed a little scary at this moment.

I really didn't expect that the Confucian Xunzi, the third saint after Confucius and Mencius, lived in such a place.

The door of the cottage was knocked, and the boy in the room quickly opened the door. When he saw Ying Ziyi, he bowed and asked, "I don't know the name of the guest. What's wrong with coming here?"

He is worthy of being Xunzi's disciple. He is polite and clear at such a young age. On the other hand, the naughty child, like this kid, who said the most words in his mouth, is just a few words, chicken legs, chicken legs, I want to eat chicken legs.

"I, Ying Ziyi, come to meet Mr. Xun, and I hope the boy will recommend one or two." Ying Ziyi said politely.

"It turns out that the prince of the empire is coming down. I am so rude that your highness will forgive you." The boy knelt on one knee and said.

"Get up!" Ying Ziyi was really surprised and asked, "Do you know me?"

"The master has instructed me that if the crown prince of the empire comes down here, I don't need to inform you and just bring it in." The boy brought Ying Ziyi into the courtyard.

The lights in the house were brightly lit. At this moment, Master Xun did not bury his head and read the book, but studied the black and white on the table in the center of the house.

"Mr. Xun is so elegant."

"How can I compare to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" Xunzi did not seem to have the intention to stand up to welcome Ying Ziyi, but instead focused on the chessboard.

Ying Ziyi didn't mind and sat directly opposite Xunzi. "Young Master Fusu is about to arrive at Xiaoshengxian Village tomorrow. I wonder if Mr. Xun knows why he came here for?" Ying Ziyi said with a smile.

"There is nothing more than this." Xunzi put the chess piece in his hand on the chess board. The chess piece touched the chess board, making a crisp sound.

"Mr. Xun really expected things like a god. A dozen great scholars have secretly gathered from all over the country and entered the palace. They will come to Xiaoshengxianzhuang with Fusu tomorrow, intending to seize the name of the Confucian scholars in the world. Confucianism is about to be divided and their fellow disciples are slaughtered. I am really worried!" Ying Ziyi looked like a compassionate look, but at this moment he looked very much like a humble gentleman in the legend.

Xunzi finally put down the chess piece in his hand and glanced at Ying Ziyi, but was amused. "Your Highness, anyone is qualified to say this, but Your Highness is not qualified! After all, the little sage village has now fallen into this situation, which is all the instructions of Your Highness!"

"Is that?" Ying Ziyi exclaimed, and his tone seemed to be saying, "How could I be such a person?"

"Mencius said that when a man was born, his nature was good. Master Xun said that when a man was born, his nature was evil. The difference between a word was very different." Ying Ziyi's expression became serious and he said.

"What does Your Highness the Crown Prince want to say?" Xunzi asked when he saw Ying Ziyi's appearance.

Mencius said that human nature is kind, but it is gradually affected and learned evil in the acquired environment. Therefore, people need etiquette to maintain the goodness in human nature.

Xunzi means that human nature is selfish. Only through acquired learning and removing its own malice can one become a gentleman.

"Whether it is good or evil in nature, whether it is Mencius or Master Xun, you have the intention to persuade you to be good. However, goodness has different sizes." Ying Ziyi said.

"I'm not reluctant to give you advice." Xunzi's generation master had no airs at this moment and asked.

"In the past, Confucius traveled around the countries, hoping that his proposal would be adopted by the princes of the various countries and followed the Zhou rituals. He undoubtedly hoped that in that chaotic world where rituals and music were abolished, the princes of the countries could let go of disputes, take benevolence as the basis, love the people and livelihood, and not start the war easily. Although Confucius encountered walls everywhere during his lifetime, his heart of never regretting his death was really convinced by the younger generations. But now, the world has been unified in the hands of the Qin Dynasty and the world has returned to the same place. Today, the Confucians are not in line with the times, and the past is not the present, but they still clamor to reply to the Zhou rituals. If the world is reinstated, the Zhou system will surely start to fight. Is it good?"

Xunzi understood Ying Ziyi's meaning, and undoubtedly wanted to separate the little sage wise manor from those Confucians. "I already know the meaning of your highness, but even if the little sage wise manor is as your highness, I don't know where the great goodness in your highness's mouth comes from?"

"To this day, the Legalists have undoubtedly dominated the great power of the empire. However, the empire's world is so vast. Can the implementation of the Legalists' art of criminal name guarantee the empire's eternal foundation? Yan Lu Er, the leader of Yan, went to the Baiyue land and promoted Confucian ritual rule, which has been effective over the years. The reason why Confucianism has been excluded from the top of the empire is that the Confucian theory of the past cannot adapt to this era. Those self-pretentious corrupt scholars have once ridiculed the Mohist people to abide by the old rules, are they not? Master Xun, the rise and fall of Confucianism in the next few decades or even a hundred years? If Confucianism can really innovate, then will the achievements of educating all the people in the world in the future be said to be good?"

"Hahahaha!" Xunzi smiled, "Your Highness the Crown Prince is really amazing! But this alone is not enough to convince me?"

"In this way, the truth has been completed. Why not see the true seal on this chessboard? " Ying Ziyi asked, but he knew in his heart that how could the dignified Xunzi and a sage of a generation be impressed by the verbal tricks?

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is really sure?"

"You can tell when you have a good or bad right or wrong," Ying Ziyi said with a smile.

The baby has his own bgm...ah, no, a man with his own plug-in!
Chapter completed!