Starting with ten elixirs of immortality, I led the First Emperor to rebel against the Qin Dynasty.

"So it's Prime Minister Feng. My apologies for not recognizing you."

Feng Quji waved his hand, his face still bearing a gentle smile.

"It's alright, the fault for today's events lies not with you. I will take those constables back and punish them severely."

After offering a few more words of reassurance, he used the excuse of official business to have his guards escort the injured constables away.

To avoid arousing unnecessary suspicion, he did not linger.

But being able to become acquainted with Young Master Huan today is already a worthwhile trip.

Watching Feng Quji's departing figure, Zhao Huan couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion.

It seems that the Qin Dynasty's officialdom isn't entirely composed of the fools we encountered last time; there are still some sensible people among them.

Turning to look at Fusu, he found that his elder brother had been silent from beginning to end, his face pale, his eyes vacant, and he looked lost and dejected.

Zhao Huan knew that today's events had a huge impact on his "good older brother" who was close to Confucianism.

He didn't say much, just patted Fusu on the shoulder.

"Brother, let's go home."

Fusu's mind was in a mess. He nodded blankly and followed Zhao Huan, walking step by step towards Zhao Family Village.

Xianyang City, Chunyu Yue's residence.

Chunyu Yue, Shusun Tong, Fu Sheng, and other Confucian scholars and doctors sat upright, but the atmosphere was somewhat anxious.

"Fu Sheng, didn't you say that Mr. Kong Fu would arrive today? It's almost evening, why haven't we seen him yet?" Chunyu Yue asked, frowning as he took a sip of his now-cold tea.

Fu Sheng also looked anxious and quickly stood up and bowed, saying, "Lord Chunyu, please calm down. In principle, Mr. Kong Fu should have arrived by the afternoon. There must have been some delay on the way. I will send someone to the city gate to meet him again."

Shusun Tong advised from the side, "Chunyu, there's no need to be anxious. Master Kong Fu is a great Confucian scholar of our time, of noble status. He must have been treated with great hospitality by local officials along the way, which is why his journey has been delayed."

That's what they said, but everyone was a little apprehensive.

They had placed all their hopes on Kong Fu.

If Kong Fu doesn't come, what will they use to fight Li Si?

Just as everyone was waiting anxiously, a servant rushed in.

"Sir, Mr. Kong Fu has arrived!"

"Please come quickly!"

Chunyu Yue's spirits lifted, and he quickly got up and led the group out to greet them.

However, when they saw Kong Fu and his entourage at the gate of the mansion, everyone was stunned.

The imagined grand arrival of a great Confucian scholar, with his dignified bearing, did not materialize.

Kong Fu's face was ashen, his robes were stained with some suspicious dirt, and his hair was disheveled. The disciples behind him were all dejected.

"Mr. Kong Fu, what happened to you...?" Chunyu Yue asked in surprise, looking at Kong Fu's disheveled appearance.

"snort!"

Kong Fu snorted coldly, without answering, and strode into the mansion with a dark face, leaving Chunyu Yue and the others standing at the door.

Chunyu Yue and the others looked at each other in bewilderment and could only hurry inside.

After the servants served hot tea, Kong Fu finished washing up and changing his clothes. When he sat down in the main seat again, his old face was still as black as the bottom of a pot.

Chunyu Yue asked cautiously, "Mr. Kong Fu, you must have had a long and tiring journey. Did you encounter anything unpleasant?"

It would have been better if he hadn't mentioned it, because as soon as it was brought up, Kong Fu's temper flared up instantly.

He slammed his hand on the table, causing the teacup to bounce.

"Outrageous! This is an utter disgrace!"

Kong Fu's roar startled everyone present.

Then, he recounted his experiences in Lantian County that day, embellishing the story.

In his account, he claimed that he was merely pointing out the "drawbacks" of the curved plow out of a sense of responsibility as a Confucian scholar, and as a result, he was subjected to unwarranted humiliation and attacks by two country bumpkins.

One of them even committed such a filthy act against him in public, which was utterly disgraceful and worse than an animal!

Feng Quji, who arrived later, went even further, turning black into white and indiscriminately favoring Zhao Huan and Fusu, suppressing and threatening this descendant of Confucius in every way.

Chunyu Yue and the others were dumbfounded and looked at each other in disbelief.

Unexpectedly, before Kong Fu even arrived in Xianyang, he clashed with Right Chancellor Feng Quji.

And judging from the tone of this, they suffered a great loss.

They invited Kong Fu to deal with the Left Chancellor, Li Si.

Now look what's happened; before even meeting Li Si, they've already offended the Right Chancellor.

After venting his anger, Kong Fu saw that Chunyu Yue and the others remained silent for a long time, and his expression became even more unpleasant. He then questioned them with dissatisfaction.

"What? Brother Chunyu, gentlemen, are you all unmoved by this great humiliation I have suffered?"

"That Feng Quji, as a model official, is protecting criminals and suppressing the good—he is a disgrace to the Qin court! As officials in the court, you should impeach him and let him know that we Confucian scholars are not to be trifled with!"

Impeach Feng Quji?

Upon hearing this, Chunyu Yue and Shusun Tong felt a jolt in their hearts and nearly crushed their teacups.

Who do you think Feng Quji is? He's the Right Chancellor!

In the imperial court, his status was even higher than Li Si's; he was a trusted minister whom His Majesty greatly relied upon!

If we dared to cause trouble for Feng Quji, would we need to travel all this way to invite you here?

We've already done it ourselves!

Chunyu Yue inwardly grumbled, but dared not show it on his face.

"Mr. Kong Fu, please calm down. Prime Minister Feng... perhaps he was just confused for a moment, misled by those two country bumpkins, and that's why he made the wrong judgment. This matter... this matter needs to be considered carefully, carefully."

Shusun Tong echoed, "Yes, yes, Lord Chunyu is absolutely right. Prime Minister Feng is always a steady and reliable person. There must be some misunderstanding about what happened today. If we rashly submit a memorial to impeach him, I'm afraid... I'm afraid it will displease His Majesty."

The two of them spoke in unison, and the meaning behind their words was quite clear.

This is something we can't handle, so please don't bring it up again.

Kong Fu was a man of great stature; he could easily detect the perfunctory tone in their words.

He sneered inwardly, feeling utterly contemptuous of Chunyu Yue, Shusun Tong, and their group of Confucian scholars from Xianyang.

A bunch of spineless cowards!

No wonder he was bullied so badly by Li Si, that Legalist cruel official, that he didn't dare to utter a single word!

But he remained outwardly calm, merely letting out a heavy snort and changing the subject back.

"Let's leave the matter of Feng Quji aside for now!"

"I have come to Xianyang for Li Si!"

"Tomorrow at the morning court, I will personally ask Li Si what audacity he has to distort the words of the sage and humiliate my Confucian master in the Qilin Hall!"

Hearing this, Chunyu Yue and the others perked up a little.

Yes, yes, yes, important business comes first.

As long as we can curb Li Si's arrogance, today's unpleasantness is nothing.

Chunyu Yue quickly asked, "Does Mr. Kong Fu have a good plan?"