Confucianism under Heaven

Chapter 69 The Moment of Life and Death

Chapter Sixty-Nine: A Moment of Life and Death

After Ye Ru's confession that night, Su Tongyao felt that everything was so unreal.

Ye Ru also knew how much resistance he would face under this feudal dynasty if he did such a thing.

It's not just a matter of public opinion; in the future, it will also be attacked by feudal ethics and Confucian families.

However, Ye Ru did not regret it. Because he liked it, no matter how many obstacles the noble families of the sages might have to overcome, he would break through them and abolish the bad habits of etiquette.

After all, he came to this unfamiliar continent as a modern person, and he was still not used to these feudal customs.

Since no one has reformed history, he will be the first to do so!

At worst, we can have another New Culture Movement!

The morning sunlight shone through the window onto a sleeping face, causing the boy's eyelids to flutter slightly before he opened his eyes.

"Young Master Ye Ru, you're awake. I've tidied up your dorm room and prepared your meal."

Just as Ye Ru opened his eyes, a pretty face appeared in his line of sight.

"Tong Yao, you don't need to be so busy. You should rest when you need to. I can actually do it myself."

Ye Ru quickly got up, took the steamed buns and vegetables from Su Tongyao's hands, and placed them on the table.

"No, young master. I must listen to you. Otherwise, if others find out, it will be bad for your reputation."

Su Tongyao's pretty face flushed slightly, and she remained particularly reserved, as if yesterday's events were nothing but a pipe dream.

"It's alright, let's eat together. We're not like them. You can do whatever you want. After you pass the imperial examination, I'll teach you to read and write. Don't worry about me."

Ye Ru felt a warmth in his heart, took Su Tongyao's small hand, and sat down together, while cursing the bullshit of feudal ethics in his heart.

He respected Confucius and Confucianism, but he particularly hated certain feudal etiquette and customs.

Although the New Culture Movement went to some extremes in correcting Confucianism, Confucianism would not compromise without the use of radical measures.

It's like if you think the room is too dark and you need to open the window, everyone will definitely not allow it. But if you advocate tearing down the roof, they will come out to mediate and agree to open the window.

"really?"

"Don't worry about what they say, I'll take care of things from now on."

Ye Ru smiled at her, which made Su Tongyao feel a little more relaxed. She knew that she had finally chosen the right person to follow.

"From this day forward, throughout the four seas and eight wastelands, for all eternity, there will only be us, and no more you and me."

Ye Ru murmured softly, then raised his head and looked at Su Tongyao tenderly.

The two finished their meal at a leisurely pace. Su Tongyao went to her room to rest, while Ye Ru, remembering that his movable type printing technique was complete, needed to go to the river again to obtain some more soil to make templates.

In order to enable continuous printing, Ye Ru decided to use one iron plate for brushing and another iron plate for typesetting.

After more than ten minutes, Ye Ru pushed open the door and headed towards the outskirts of Qingyun County by the river. He still needed to make a set of clay characters for future use.

However, he didn't notice that after Ye Ru left, a man in black robes quietly recited poetry and followed closely behind him...

Because the mud characters created by Xiaohe in the previous version were not very good, Ye Ru decided to use mud from the Weiming River to make them.

Sure enough, following the same method, the clay characters were made, then carved and fired. The quality of these clay characters was much better than the previous version.

After completing the new mud characters, Ye Ru destroyed the mound of earth and all traces, and finally wanted to leave.

"who!"

However, just as he was about to leave, a black-clad soldier suddenly attacked him, making him startled, and he quickly dodged.

boom!

When the ink soldier touched the ground, it turned into countless drops of ink, creating a large crater.

"Who are you? Why do you want to kill me?"

Stopping in his tracks, Ye Ru slightly raised his head and said in a cold voice.

The other person's talent far surpasses mine; he seems to be a scholar who has passed the imperial examinations.

"Look who I am..."

The black-robed man gently touched his robe with his palm, then suddenly lifted it, revealing a face that made Ye Ru's pupils shrink to the size of pinholes:

"Wang Bieqiu! You have actually betrayed the human race!"

The person before him was none other than Wang Bieqiu, the head of the Wang family.

However, at this moment, Wang Bieqiu had black energy between his eyebrows, and a rather strange demonic pattern appeared on his forehead.

"You ruined my son's career, destroyed the roots of my Wang family, and forced us to become homeless. The reason I betrayed the saints and turned to the demons is all your fault!"

“In the past, I wanted to make a move, but you were surrounded by scholars and officials. This time, no one will protect you. How do you expect to survive my clutches?”

Wang Bieqiu stared at Ye Ru and smiled sinisterly.

After being possessed by a demon, Wang Bieqiu lost all his scholarly air and righteous spirit; all he possessed was a demonic aura that could confuse people's minds.

"Kid, you're in trouble. This guy is at least a scholar who passed the imperial examination."

Xiao Bai, speaking in a deep voice from Ye Ru's sleeve, could tell that this was a dangerous situation.

"call……"

Ye Ru's face gradually darkened. Wang Bieqiu's betrayal of the human race was an act worthy of the extermination of his entire clan and the seizure of his literary position.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually did it.

The next moment, Ye Ru's eyes flashed, and then he recited the Swift Movement Poem and turned to run.

"Do you think you can escape?"

Seeing this, Wang Bieqiu smiled mockingly, his dark talent bursting forth as he recited the same scholar's poem, finally shooting it out.

"Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles!"

In the blink of an eye, he appeared behind Ye Ru. Then he recited a poem, and streaks of white light swords shot out from his mouth, leaving marks on the ground.

"If this horse can fulfill its ambition of traveling a thousand miles, it can chase the wind and reach the ends of the earth!"

Feeling the chill of the sword light, Ye Ru wrote down a poem as he ran.

With this newfound inspiration, Ye Ru wrote much faster.

After he finished writing, the white lightsaber slammed towards Ye Ru.

call out!

In an instant, Ye Ru transformed into a blur, dodging the white light sword as it descended. Finally, he wrote down:

"The moon of Qin shines on the pass of Han, the soldiers on the long march have not returned. If only the Flying General of Longcheng were here, the barbarian horses would not dare to cross the Yin Mountains."

As he wrote the poem "Leaving the Frontier," a longbow appeared in Ye Ru's hand, which he then shot with great force.

The arrow gleamed with a cold yellow light and struck Wang Bieqiu directly, causing his robes to burst open and forcing him to stagger back dozens of steps.

Wang Bieqiu's face immediately turned extremely gloomy, followed by a surge of killing intent:

"A mayfly shakes a tree, but you don't overestimate your own capabilities!"

Ye Ru's face also turned extremely gloomy. At this critical moment, the only option was to use the world-renowned poetry.

However, the world's poetry writing has been going on for far too long, but now we have no choice but to fight!

"Die! The wind howls, the Yi River is cold, the hero departs, never to return..."

After Wang Bieqiu finished writing the Warring States period poem "Yi Shui Ge" in three breaths, the ink took shape and transformed into a dagger, gleaming coldly, and shot out fiercely!

The air vibrated wherever the dagger passed.

Reflected in his pupils was the chilling dagger, and a resolute glint flashed in Ye Ru's eyes before he resolutely began to write the world-renowned battle poem.

"Yuanjia hastily..."

However, the dagger was so fast that it was not far from Ye Ru before he had even finished writing the first part of the poem.

Gazing at the rapidly enlarging dagger, Ye Ru quietly closed his eyes, murmuring a sigh in his heart:

"I didn't expect to miscalculate today..."

boom!

However, just as the dagger was about to pierce Ye Ru, a tornado suddenly roared in the sky, and then the tornado transformed into a wind blade, directly knocking the dagger away and finally destroying it completely.

"who!"

Upon seeing this, Wang Bieqiu's expression changed, and he shouted sharply.

"Wang Bieqiu, I didn't expect that even after I spared your life, you still wouldn't repent and even sided with the Demon Clan. You've squandered all the virtues of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness!"

A soft voice rang out, and then a figure dressed in a scholar's robe appeared silently in the sky before Wang Bieqiu's horrified gaze.