"A bunch of rotten scholars."
Looking at these three famous Confucian scholars, then at the so-called students still clamoring below, Shen Fei felt nothing but disgust. He had investigated this lot thoroughly over the past few days. Aside from notorious corrupt officials like Cai Jing and Gao Qiu, whose guilt needed no further thought, he investigated everyone else his side could reach.
He would not slaughter innocents indiscriminately. More importantly, he had hoped to find a few capable people among them. After all, a country could not rely on one person alone. Yet he discovered that nearly all of them were rotten to the core.
After giving it some thought, Shen Fei understood why this had happened. In this era, if one was not corrupt, one simply could not climb to a high position. The so-called scholars held far too much status.
Just look at Lin Chong and Zhuge Zhengwo. One was known as the Chief Instructor of the Eight Hundred Thousand Imperial Guards, yet he possessed little actual authority. Since that was the case, he might as well deal with them all.
As for whether later generations would label him a tyrant, that was impossible. Ying Zheng had been branded a tyrant because Great Qin had fallen after just two generations. But looking at Great Qin in Qin's Moon now, would Ying Zheng still carry such a label?
These three normally presented themselves as moral paragons outside, but once they returned home, their luxurious lifestyles surpassed even those of some wealthy people in the modern world. They had attendants for eating, using the toilet, and going to bed. Some of their habits were things Shen Fei had never even heard of before.
That Lord Dong alone had dozens of concubines in his household. A few days before his arrest,