The Kong Clan’s opinion on the competition for the position of Sect Leader of Confucianism was the least important, but it was also the most important.

Although these words sounded contradictory and awkward, it was the truth.

There were a total of 67 disciples under Kong Qiuni’s sect, including Jiang Feng. None of these 67 disciples were Kong Clan disciples. In other words, the direct descent of Kong Clan was not deeply rooted in the Confucian Sect, and its influence was not great.

But what about the score.

If Kong Qiuni was still alive now and was planning to find a proud disciple to inherit the position of Sect Leader of Confucianism while he was dying, then there would naturally be nothing to do with the Kong Clan’s direct descendants.

However, it was different now. Kong Qiuni’s death was sudden. Before he died, he did not designate a successor to the sect leader.

Jiang Feng also held the most sacred decree of the Confucian Sect and said that Kong Qiuni had appointed him as the successor before his death, so the Kong Clan’s opinion immediately became extremely important.

If the Kong family swore that they believed in Jiang Feng, then if Lu Ziyuan, Min Qian, and the others continued to say that they did not believe him, this would more or less expose their selfishness in coveting the position of Sect Leader of the Confucian Sect.

Imperial Concubine Kong and Jiang Longji’s army immediately surrounded Lu Ziyuan and the others. They drew their bows and swords, clearly ready to fight.

Of course, Lu Ziyuan and the others did not see these armies in their eyes.

After all, Lu Ziyuan, Min Qian, and the others were at the grand Half-Sage realm, so they wouldn’t be afraid even if they increased their numbers tenfold.

However, the crux of the problem was that Lu Ziyuan and the others were simply unable to make a move.

Right now, Kong Qiuni had just died, and his youngest junior apprentice-brother had just returned to Chaohui Manor with the most sacred decree of Confucianism and the last words of his master.

Lu Ziyuan and the others, as senior apprentice-brothers, attacked without asking any questions, and even committed great slaughter.

Once such acts were spread out, their reputation would be ruined.

Silence. Quiet.

Jiang Feng, who was standing in the middle of the street, was surrounded by the disciples of the Sages, as well as the soldiers and horses that Kong Huangfei and Jiang Longji had brought.

The three sides formed a confrontation momentum for a moment, and no one moved or said anything rashly.

The atmosphere on the streets was very tense, because everyone knew that if a soldier with a bow slipped and shot an arrow, a bloody battle was inevitable.

However, Jiang Feng didn’t seem to care at all, and his face was full of relaxation.

Finally, Lu Ziyuan was the first to break the deadlock.

“Forget it, who should inherit the position of Sect Leader of Confucianism? We still need to consider this point from a long-term perspective.

Since Junior Brother Ye Ye said that Master had a will before he died, then let’s talk about it temporarily.

We will deal with Master’s funeral first. After the funeral is over, we will carefully investigate the cause of Master’s death.

“As long as it is confirmed that Master really has a will to let Junior Brother Ye Ye inherit the position of Sect Leader, then we senior brothers should do our best to assist Junior Brother for the sake of the rise and fall of the Confucian Sect.”

Lu Ziyuan is indeed worthy of being called Eldest Senior Brother. His words sound reasonable, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that there are large craters everywhere in this fellow’s words.

What do you mean, “As long as I can confirm that Master really has a will to let Junior Brother Ye Ye succeed to the position of Sect Leader?”

Kong Qiuni was dead, and his bones were gone.

The Void Seven Stars Palace had already disappeared.

How should Lu Ziyuan confirm this “final confirmation”? To put it bluntly, there was no way to confirm it.

To put it more plainly, Lu Ziyuan was currently using the word’drag ‘. In any case, he had the highest reputation among the Confucian sects and had the most supporters.

As long as he delayed for a long time, most of the powers of the Confucian Sect would be under his control.

At that time, the position of Sect Leader of Confucianism would be nothing more than a false name for Lu Ziyuan.

Jiang Feng wasn’t stupid. He knew exactly what kind of tricks Lu Ziyuan was playing in his heart.

However, Jiang Feng did not tear through Lu Ziyuan. He nodded and said, “Alright, since Eldest Senior Brother has said so, then let’s deal with the matters behind Master first.”

“Junior apprentice-brother Ye Ye is truly righteous. Since that’s the case, then let’s disperse first.”

With Lu Ziyuan’s order, the disciples of the Confucian Sect surrounding Jiang Feng immediately began to disperse.

Jiang Feng glanced at Imperial Concubine Kong. Imperial Concubine Kong nodded slightly and ordered the army to retreat.

Imperial Concubine Kong got off his horse and came to Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng smiled and cupped his fists at Imperial Concubine Kong, saying, “Thank you Imperial Concubine Empress for coming to help. This kindness must be engraved in Ye Ye’s heart.”

Imperial Concubine Kong smiled sweetly, and her smile blossomed like ten thousand peonies in an instant.

“Ye Zu is joking. Ziyou hasn’t congratulated you yet. The fact that Saint Wen passed the Supreme Saint Token of the Confucian Sect to you means that you are already the sect leader of the Confucian Sect.”

“Not yet, but sooner or later.”

Jiang Feng looked at the Supreme Saint Token of Confucianism in his hand and smiled.

Imperial Concubine Kong saw that Jiang Feng was so confident that his eyes were filled with peculiar colors. She hurriedly asked Jiang Feng, “Ye Zu, what are your plans next?”

“Are you planning to?”

Jiang Feng thought for a moment and then said, “Sleep well first, then eat a big meal, and then sleep again.”

Imperial Concubine Kong, “…”

In the end, the facts proved that what Jiang Feng said to Kong Huangfei was not a joke. He really went back to his sage’s mansion early in the morning, slept, ate a big meal, and then slept again.

By the time Jiang Feng woke up, it was already midnight.

Mo Han’s mother and son, Yan Jiaojiao, had provided the Sage’s Mansion with many beautiful young girls and maids. However, these girls seemed to have already rested. The entire Sage’s Mansion looked extremely quiet, and it could even be said to be somewhat strange.

Jiang Feng went to the study room in the backyard alone. He lit the Fortune Star Lamp in the study room and directly moved a chair to sit in the middle of the study room.

The Sage Mansion belonged to the mansion that Kong Qiuni had specially provided for his disciples. The biggest feature of the mansion was a huge study room.

Only one side of the study room was left with a window, and the other three sides were all bookshelves filled with all sorts of classics of Confucianism.

Jiang Feng sat on the chair and swept his eyes. He swept the titles of all the books one by one.

After doing all of this, Jiang Feng took out his Confucian Sect’s Utmost Saint Token from the Universe Cleansing Cauldron.

When Jiang Feng received the Supreme Saint Token of Confucianism, Kong Qiuni once said that the Supreme Saint Token of Confucianism could not only command the students of Confucianism under the heavens, but also preach to the students of Confucianism under the heavens.

The Sage Soul in Jiang Feng’s sea of consciousness had already been consumed by the battle of Void Seven Stars Palace. The remaining Sage Soul in his sea of consciousness was less than 200, but Shang Weiyang and Kong Qiuni were still alive.

Jiang Feng found Kong Qiuni to learn how to use the Supreme Saint Token of Confucianism. After confirming his grip, Jiang Feng began to do as he pleased.

Jiang Feng’s divine soul power poured into the Confucian Sect’s Utmost Saint Token, which immediately flew above Jiang Feng’s head.

In an instant, the Utmost Saint Token of Confucianism was like a super strong wifi signal. Countless Confucian students immediately chose to connect to this “wifi signal”.

Soon, a fantasy scene appeared in Jiang Feng’s mind. In the scene, Jiang Feng was sitting on a high platform, and countless Confucian students were sitting around his high platform.

When a group of Confucian scholars were still discussing why the person sitting on the stage was not Kong Qiuni, but a stranger like Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng had already spoken.

“Heaven’s will is called nature; frankness is called dao; cultivation is called teaching.

Dao also, not a moment from also; However, it was not the Dao. Therefore, a gentleman’s ring should be careful not to see it, and afraid not to hear it.

Mo Hu Yin, Mo Xian Wei. Therefore, gentlemen should be careful of their own.

Joy, anger, sorrow, joy, said. Hair and all section, called the sum. In also, the world’s great also. And also, the world’s Dao also.

“Zhong He, what is the status of the heavens, what is the nurture of all things?”

What Jiang Feng said was the Confucian classic The Mean.

Of course, there was no such thing as the Golden Mean in the Celestial Realm. What Jiang Feng was reading was the Golden Mean on Earth.

Along with Jiang Feng reading out the first chapter of the Doctrine of the Mean, all the students from the Confucian Sect who came to listen to the sermon revealed expressions of ecstasy.

It should be known that the book Zhongyong, the Great Learning, the Analects of Confucius and Mencius are called the Four Books, which can be regarded as the representative works of Confucian classics.

Although these scholars had never come into contact with Confucianism before, they had studied Confucianism for many years, and they immediately understood the mysteries of Confucianism as soon as they heard about it.

Jiang Feng continued to read “The Mean”, but Lu Ziyuan, Min Qian, and Uncle Ran Gengbo’s mansions fell apart.

Normally, Min Qian, Ran Geng Bo, and Lu Ziyuan would not accept anyone. They would fight each other, and each of them would criticize the other’s sects for their inadequacies.

But tonight, the nine great masters of the Confucian Sect couldn’t sit still any longer, and the other eight hurriedly rushed to Lu Ziyuan.

The door of the Lu Ziyuan Clan was open. As soon as Min Qian and the others arrived, they shouted, “Big Senior Brother! What does that Ye Ye mean? What does that mean?”

“That’s right! He hasn’t become the Sect Leader of the Confucianism Sect yet. Why should he be able to use the Supreme Order of the Confucianism Sect to preach the Dao?”

“Yes! Stop him! We must stop him!”

Lu Ziyuan coldly looked at the noisy Min Qian and the others. He waited for them to finish arguing before saying, “What? Just stop him today?”

This Ye Ye read “The Mean” tonight, plus the “University” that his master had taken a fancy to and accepted him into. “As well as Caigen Tan, which has swept the entire Chaohui Manor in recent days, do you think it’s enough to simply stop him?”

When Lu Ziyuan said this, Min Qian’s expression immediately turned cold.

The nine of them didn’t say anything at first.

Finally, Uncle Ran Geng spoke.

“I understand what Senior Brother means. Since it is inconvenient for all of you to speak openly, then I will speak frankly …”

“Kill him. Let’s do it tonight.”

“Alright!”

As soon as Uncle Ran Geng said those words, Lu Ziyuan and the others all responded.

Jiang Feng, who was still preaching in the Sage’s Mansion using the Confucian Sect’s Utmost Sacred Token, was not worth it at all. His actions had thoroughly aroused Lu Ziyuan’s and the others’ killing intent, and a killing plan was under way …