Pa!
Pa!
In the imperial court, apart from the clamor outside the hall, there was only the sound of the Ancestral Dragon tapping his fingers on the dragon throne.
It was calm and deathly still.
Wang Jian, Meng Tian, and the other generals all had ugly expressions.
Three thousand Confucian scholars had died to remonstrate with the court. This was unprecedented!
Confucianism, using words to mess with the law!
At this moment, even Fu Su, who had always been stubborn, could not help but feel a layer of cold sweat on his back. He had a feeling that a storm was coming.
This time, he seemed to have gone a little overboard.
Looking at everyone in the court like this, Chunyu Yue was even more delighted. Taking chestnuts from the fire was not a chance to win?
"Your Majesty, reopening the Zhou ceremony is the goal of the world. We still need to make a decision early!”
At this moment, Chunyu Yue no longer emphasized enfeoffment, but changed the concept and replaced it with Zhou Rites.
"Fusu, what do you mean?"
Ying Zheng stopped what he was doing and looked at Fu Su instead.
After three debates with Ying Tian, he was eager to know what Fu Su was thinking.
Looking at Chunyu Yue's burning gaze and hearing the pleas of the three thousand Confucians outside, Fu Su couldn't make up his mind. He could only grit his teeth and say,"
"Your son thinks that we should restart the Zhou ceremony!”
A hint of disappointment flashed across Ying Zheng's eyes without any concealment.
He couldn't help Su up the wall.
"Little Nineteen, what do you think?"
As if he had thought of something, Ying Zheng turned to look at Ying Tian again, as if some kind of expectation had risen in his heart.
If it was the original Ying Zheng, he would never ask for the opinion of any prince other than Fu Su on such a major matter. Even Huhai, who was originally the most favored prince, did not have such an honor!
"Ying Tian!"
Looking at the figure who was once again in the limelight, Huhai felt an inexplicable jealousy and hatred in his chest! He could not help but grit his teeth in his heart!
He could deeply feel that something that originally belonged to him was being taken away bit by bit by Ying Tian!
However, Ying Tian's heart was calm.
From the moment he decided to show off his brilliance, everything was expected.
Ying Tian gave Ying Zheng a slight bow, then chuckled. His eyes were slightly intoxicated, but he said without hesitation,"
"Your son believes that the three thousand Confucian scholars should all be executed!”
An indescribable cold wind blew in from outside the hall, bringing with it the killing intent unique to Great Qin in winter, causing one's scalp to tingle.
Looking at Ying Tian, who was bowing slightly, Ying Zheng's body could not help but tremble slightly.
These were 3,000 Confucians!
Not 3,000 ordinary people!
It was not 3,000 livestock!
After taking a few glances at Ying Tian's serious face, Ying Zheng knew that he was serious.
Wang Jian looked at Ying Tian. Even though he was already used to battles, he had never seen such a scene of heads rolling in the current golden age.
Did he really see through this Nineteenth Prince?
Wang Jian could not help but shake his head in his heart.
"Traitorous! How rebellious!"
"Your Majesty, the Nineteenth Prince's words are harsh!”
"I'm ashamed of the three thousand Confucian scholars outside the palace who want to share Your Majesty's worries!”
Hearing Ying Tian's words and looking at Ying Zheng who was deep in thought, Chunyu Yue almost stomped his feet in anxiety!
Fu Su immediately gritted his teeth and stood up again. He had originally thought that the worst outcome for Ying Tian would be to expel the three thousand scholars outside the door and tear off their faces!
But he didn't expect Ying Tian to be so ruthless!
The moment he opened his mouth, he wanted to kill all three thousand people!
This was the scene of heads rolling in the air again today!
This was something that Fu Su would never allow! He said coldly.
"Nineteenth Brother!"
"Your words today are for the sake of the world! I will remember it all in my heart!"
"However, the three thousand Confucian scholars outside the palace also want to share Father's worries, so why can't you tolerate them?”
Ha!
Ying Tian, who was slowly raising his head, could not help but let out a sneer, which was extremely piercing in Fu Su's ears.
"Imperial Brother Fusu, you should put away your kindness here!”
Ying Tian took a step forward. His voice was calm, but it carried an indescribable killing intent.
"The world! What is the world!"
"Everyone in the world blamed Imperial Father for building the Great Wall and migrating to the border!”
But they didn't know! If we don't defend the north! The fire of the Xiongnu would spread to the interior!
"What is unifying the world? What is the Great Harmony of the World!"
"Imperial Brother is Imperial Father's eldest son. They don't understand, but you don't understand too?!”
"Earlier, I said that you should die, but you asked me what my sin was. Today, I will let my royal brother 'die' for it!”
"I'll also let Imperial Brother know whether or not he should speak up for the three thousand Confucians outside the palace!”
Hearing this sentence!
Everyone's hearts could not help but jump again!
The three thousand Confucian scholars outside the door were already noisy enough, but this Nineteenth Prince seemed to be trying to stir up an even bigger storm with his own strength!
"Good!"
Hearing Ying Tian's words, Fu Su's face was filled with anger. He adjusted his crown robe, tidied up his clothes, and formally knelt down with a solemn expression!
"Today! Brother, listen carefully. Brother, how should I die?!”
Unknowingly, the court seemed to be divided into three factions.
The civil officials led by Li Si stood beside Huhai, the Confucian scholars like Chunyu Yue, the loyal members of the Meng family stood beside Fusu, and the last group had the least number of people, Wang Jian and the others, standing beside Ying Tian.
Although the number of people was small, Wang Jian alone represented the will of half of the Imperial Court.
Ying Zheng pondered in his heart.
He was curious about what kind of sin General Ying Tian had mentioned about Fu Su, and he was also surprised that Ying Tian had managed to rope in a force that could not be ignored in the imperial court with just his performance today.
After today, he should get closer to Little Nineteen.
Ying Tian slowly sat on the ground in front of Fu Su. He casually picked up the wine gourd and drank a mouthful of wine.
His posture was obviously wild and unruly, but there was an inexplicable calm expression on his face.
"Imperial Brother Fusu, today, please die.”
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