C600 Weeping sour scholar (1/2)

Ancient Confucians' worship of Saints were fanatical. Upon hearing that Xiao Letian had insulted Saints, they swarmed over and tried to use violence. But how could the new army give them the chance? A group of good guys rushed up and used the butts of their guns to beat them back.

”Aiya …” You have disgrace! ”

”Bullshit...” You beat us up to be gentle, but my legitimate self-defense isn't gentle? The logic behind bullshit! ”

”You evil creature, are you going to make an enemy out of all the scholars in the world?”

”Bullshit …” Who do you think you are, you can represent the world's scholars? Are you going to represent the foreign literati? ”

”Wuwuwu …” ”Sage, take away this beast. The imperial court, fight with all you have!”

”Bullshit!” ”How dare you call our Prime Minister a beast, I will beat you to death!”

The New Army was still giving some face to these scholars. The rifle butts would usually hit areas with more flesh than the chest and shoulders. They really didn't do it directly on the face.

However, this was also no good. When had a spoiled scholar ever suffered such a great loss? If they couldn't beat him, then just scold him. If not, then they would cry.

Amidst the chaos, Weng Tonghe grabbed Xiao Letian's reins and said, ”Say it again! Sage Kong is the sage of this world, how dare you not acknowledge him as a sage! ”You are a traitor …”

Looking at the angered university scholar, Xiao Letian curled his lips, ”You have to be reasonable, what about the law that stipulates that Confucius is the saint of tens of thousands of people? Even if it was sealed by the Emperor, but I, Xiao Letian, wouldn't listen to the Emperor's words? ”

”You know better than me that you don't want to do what you want to do. You think that he is a saint, that is your own right, but you can't force your own thoughts on others. ”What's wrong, I, Xiao Letian, feel that Confucius is not a saint, this is my, Xiao Letian's, right. Why do you want to change my mind …”

”Of course, I respect Confucius a lot. After all, he is the educator of our Ancient China. However, if you push him into the position of a saint, I won't accept this … At the very least, Confucius does not know how to do what I can! ”

Weng Tonghe felt his head spinning, he reckoned that he had suffered from a blood pressure. He could not understand how there would be people in this world who would not believe Confucius, and even say that Confucius was not a saint.

”Barbarian, you are a Barbarian …” Sage Kong is omnipotent and knows everything.

”Xiao Letian, although you are a descendant from overseas, we know that you have never enjoyed the grace of the imperial court. But your parents, did your ancestors not receive the grace of the imperial court? You insulted the imperial court like that, yet you want to be a thief and rebel like that … Hurry and wake up, don't you dare repeat the same mistake again! ”

”Come, come, come. Kneel in front of the memorial tablet of the most senior master and sincerely admit your wrongs. The imperial grace will definitely accommodate you, and you won't even hesitate to bestow rewards …” Not only that, your Tanggu and Ryukyu can also choose to help you manage them, so wouldn't that solve the problem of you lacking in talent? There's no need to use soldiers to rule the place! ”

Xiao Letian was stupefied hearing this, th-th-th-this … This was completely the thinking of two different worlds. This kind of stubborn old fogey who was completely brainwashed by the ancient times really couldn't say a single word.

”Am I stupid or are you stupid? You don't understand my official language? Do you want me to tell you again in English, German and French? ”Damn, I said that if I don't recognize him as a saint, then he isn't a saint. Why are you blabbering on like that!”

”Do you want to broaden your horizons? I will help you... ”Men, there's a puddle of water on the left side of the road.”

One of the guards took out a fat piece of ammunition box s and threw it into a puddle about forty meters behind him. There was a dull thud as he threw the fuse into the puddle.

Soon after, the blazing flames burst out of the water, scaring the group of Confucian Scholars into retreating. ”What is this?” How could a flame burn in water? The legend of the Sky Fire is true, Xiao Letian can actually really control the Sky Fire? ”

Weng Tonghe's face was also pale from fright, and no one knew what he was muttering. Xiao Letian laughed coldly and said, ”Can Saint Kong control the Heaven Flames? ”Who's going to tell me?”

”Hehe, not only that, I can also lay a telegraph line that can send a sound transmission for a thousand miles, do you believe me? ”Nanjing sends an intelligence report, and Beijing receives it in the blink of an eye...”

”Do you believe that I can fly in the sky? I've just crossed half the Earth, proving that the Earth is round. Do you believe me? One day, I will make a cannon that can destroy a huge cannon of the True Sun Sect. Do you believe that? ”

”In a few years, I will even have the ability to control the lightning in the sky. Do you believe me?”