Li Shan Chang was frightened by Hu Weiyong's words.
After being reminded by Hu Weiyong, he remembered what kind of person the emperor of Ming Dynasty was.
Emperor Zhu, who had started out as a commoner, was different from all the emperors in the past.
All the founding emperors of the unified dynasties in China were not born as commoners.
The imperial power needed to be ruled by the gentry. This was a tacit understanding between the emperor and the scholars that had been formed for thousands of years.
What to do, what not to do,
There were unspoken rules, but Emperor Zhu was not the kind of person who abided by unspoken rules.
He did not understand.
He didn't care.
If he, Lee Shan Chang, really dared to stand in front of Lao Zhu,
If Old Zhu insisted on doing something,
Would he be able to block Zhu Yuanzhang's butcher knife?
When Zhu Yuanzhang was still the King of Wu, Li Shanchang had been by his side.
He knew that if Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to kill all the officials, he might not be able to do it.
However, Old Zhu would not hesitate to kill the leader of all officials.
Hu Weiyong reminded Li Shanzhang, was he the kind of person who would sacrifice his life to protect the path of literature?
Obviously, he wasn't.
Then why did he have to go against the Emperor?
Hu Weiyong saw that Lee Shan Chang seemed to understand his reasoning and smiled.
"If the King of Wu was here today, the Emperor would have insisted on making him King of Wu!”
"Weiyong will naturally stand on the side of everyone, but since the King of Wu, that devil, has ruined his own future, why should we force our way through with His Majesty?”
"The effect of sweet potatoes is not something that can't be seen for a year or two!”
"There will always be changes if we push things to a year or two later!”
Li Shan Chang nodded repeatedly. His fellow countryman was indeed a smart person with nine orifices in his heart.
However, he was still a little worried.
"Then sweet potatoes…"
"It can be considered a divine item that can change the situation of the world. I don't know where Zhu Rong's luck came from, but he actually found such a thing!”
"I'm afraid that even if we try our best to stop them!”
"It can't change Zhu Xi's fate of becoming a Saint. Six thousand catties per mu!”
Li Shan Chang sighed with emotion. He was a little jealous of Zhu Rong, the devil king.
What was the highest dream of a scholar?
His name has been left in history,
To be able to leave their mark in history for future generations to pay homage to,
Which scholar didn't hope for it?
However, Li Shan Chang asked himself, even if he was now an extremely powerful official, he thought that he could be considered a capable official in Ming Dynasty.
However, he did not have the confidence that when future generations judged his merits and demerits,
Would anyone remember him?
Today, he brought all the officials to stand in front of the emperor and dared to face the sovereign power. It might not be because of this kind of psychological mischief.
However, as the saying goes, once in a row, it will decline, and once in a row, it will rest.
His determination to protect the Dao was disrupted by the endless farts.
Thinking about this matter, which might leave a mark in the history books in the future, the Duke of Korea wanted to die.
His impression of Zhu Rong became even worse.
The dream that he couldn't get more of was easily achieved by a person without morals like Zhu Rong.
Li Shan Chang understood that even if Zhu Rong was stopped from becoming a Saint, the people would still have their own justice.
If the sage can't do it, the common people will set up a temple for life.
It was definitely not a problem for the future generations to seek the title of Zhu Xi.
This was a real historical record.
"Duke Han, are you worried that His Majesty will bring up the matter of becoming a Saint again in two years?”
"Do you still think you can't deal with that brat?”
"Actually, the Duke of Korea is worrying too much. Have you forgotten who we are?”
Hu Weiyong seemed to understand the knot in Li Shan Chang's heart and reminded him,"
"We are scholars. The reputation of all living beings is written by scholars!”
"Isn't that person's merits and demerits written by us scholars?”
"Isn't Zhu Xi going to be conferred the title of Saint? If the scholars of the world tarnish his reputation, can he still be conferred the title?”
"Would our emperor dare to confer it?”
"You're still the smartest!"
Li Shan Chang was enlightened by Hu Weiyong,
Just as Hu Weiyong said, why should scholars like them go against the Emperor?
Didn't the Emperor want to be a Saint? He wanted to see how the tainted Zhu Rong would be made a Saint.
What was better than a scholar at writing essays?
"You are not bad. This old man will recommend you for the position of the Right Prime Minister of the Ministry of Central Affairs!”
"Thank you, Lord Li!"
After receiving Li Shan Zhang's promise, Hu Weiyong knew that his words were not in vain.
The two giants of Huaixi Group looked at each other and smiled.
He turned around and walked out of the palace.
When the officials were leaving, Zhu Rong and Xu Miaoyun had already entered the palace.
They quickly rushed to Noble Consort Sun's bedroom.
Zhu Rong estimated that Noble Consort Sun's illness was almost over.
If she didn't get the antibiotics in the morning, she might have died early.
However, even with the antibiotics, Zhu Rong himself was not confident that he could save his mother, so he could only do his best and leave it to fate.
Just as he was about to approach the bedroom, a system notification appeared in Zhu Rong's mind.
He had successfully angered Zhu Yuanzhang, and the unfilial system had given him a reward.
"The host has successfully angered Emperor Zhu. You have received a bag of potatoes!”
Another divine item that could change history was finally in Zhu Rong's possession.
However, before Zhu Rong could be happy, he said,
He bumped into Comrade Old Zhu.
The Emperor glared at him, and he glared at the Emperor.
"Xu Tong, I have something for you. Take this pill and persuade my mother to take it!”
"Three times a day, three pills each time!"
"I'll be leaving first!"
"Your Highness, where are you going?"
Xu Miaoyun couldn't keep up with Zhu Rong's rhythm.
"With my many years of experience, Imperial Father is going to cut me with a knife!”
"Remember to do your job!”
Xu Miaoyun was speechless.
Years of experience?
She didn't know if she should feel sorry for her husband or her future father-in-law.
"You unfilial son, you still dare to appear!”
Zhu Rong's guess was correct.
The moment Old Zhu saw Zhu Rong, he was already furious.
Then, he pulled out the sword of the guard beside him and charged at Zhu Rong.
Zhu Rong also turned around and ran very skillfully.
"I'm an Invincible Vajra. Dad, you might not be able to hurt me…"
His words completely ignited Old Zhu's anger.
Zhu Yuanzhang ignored Xu Miaoyun who was beside Zhu Rong and chased after her.
"Your Majesty!"
"Father!"
The Emperor chopped people, Crown Prince Zhu Biao, and the palace guards hurriedly chased after him.
When Zhu Biao passed by, he even gave Xu Miaoyun a slight nod.
Xu Miaoyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It seemed that everyone was very used to the Emperor chopping people.
She remembered Zhu Rong's instructions and directly barged into Noble Consort Sun's bedroom.
"This isn't our house…"
Noble Consort Sun was on her bed and was overjoyed to see Xu Miaoyun.
She dismissed the people around her before reuniting with Xu Miaoyun.
"Miao Yun, come here. Let mother see you!”
Xu Miaoyun did not answer Noble Consort Sun. Instead, she knelt on the ground and said,
Give me the divine medicine!
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