One weapon after another was erected in the air above the main hall. There were ancient bronze swords, iron sabers, war chariots and barbarian spears, pear blossom iron spears, Xianshou Xuanhua axes, engraved bows of the Son of Heaven, and so on. Countless military weapons were making light noises. The noises were like the battle cries of thousands of soldiers and horses. The entire imperial court was flashing with saber lights and sword shadows.
Then, all the weapons were pointed at Assistant Minister Ou Mo.
The military officials did not change their expressions. The officials of the Academy of Literature had a clear conscience, but many of the civil officials were shocked. Blood splashing in the throne room was not a joke. It had happened in every dynasty.
After Zhou Junhu became a Grand Secretary, he was lucky to obtain the Hundred Weapons Literary Platform. His killing intent was strong. He was comparable to Li Wenying among the Jingguo Grand Secretaries.
"This is a court meeting. General Zhou, please be respectful!" Ou Mo shouted in a low voice. A grand aura gathered in the hall.
"Evil is in front of me. I don't want to fight." Zhou Junhu said. He slowly withdrew his power and the weapons in the air disappeared.
Many of the civil officials looked annoyed. This was the reason why civil officials hated military scholars. They would erupt with battle intent at the slightest provocation, letting their emotions affect their decisions, and using straightforwardness to win. The soldier in 'When a scholar meets a soldier, it's hard to reason with him' refers to a scholar who studies in the military.
Many of the officials below the Grand Secretary looked at the Hundred Weapons disappearing in the air with envy. The Grand Secretary was a watershed. Once he became a Grand Secretary, his power would increase exponentially. No one below the Hanlin Academy could compare with him.
Ao Huang was also very envious. Dragons could summon wind and rain, thunder and water, but they were not as special as the human race.
Fang Yun thought, "I wonder what kind of literary platform I will get when I become a Grand Secretary. It will be lucky if I can have many layers."
Left Prime Minister Mount Liu took a deep breath. The wind and clouds in the hall surged. Except for the scholars, everyone was attracted by an invisible force and looked at him.
"I am the Prime Minister of Jingguo and an official of the human race. Ou Mo, Zhuang Lu, is a man of the human race and millions of people. You can enter the court meeting! "
When Mount Liu finished, the bronze bell outside the Hall of Worship rang.
"You …" Many of the officials' eyes turned red, but this was the power of the Left Prime Minister. Even the monarch could not take it away, let alone the officials.
Mount Liu's body suddenly shook slightly, and the blood on his face faded. Before many people could rejoice, his skin flashed with a faint jade color. His complexion recovered its rosy color, and he looked even better than before.
Fang Yun and the other officials knew the situation was not good, but there was nothing they could do.
Mount Liu was in charge of the Prime Minister. The fate of a nation came from the Prime Minister, and the people's hearts came from the people. Mount Liu's words damaged Jingguo's reputation, so naturally the country's fate would be lessened. But right now, many common people were frightened and hated fighting against the barbarians. In order to save their lives, they were willing to join Gyeongo or Wu Guo. His words won the hearts of at least ten million people, which was even better than before.
Fang Yun sighed inwardly. The royal family of Jingguo was willing to abdicate for the sake of its citizens. However, history had proven that the citizens of Jingguo would be treated as second-class citizens.
Back then, Jingguo's Xiangzhou was annexed by Gyeongo. Apart from a few officials who had secretly sided with Gyeongo, most Jingguo officials were transferred from important government offices to idle positions. A few officials were even put under surveillance.
Back then, Jingguo officials in Xiangzhou collectively requested to move to the ancient land. They never came back.
After that, a large number of Gyeongo people poured into Xiangzhou, while the original residents of Xiangzhou were restricted to various places and were not allowed to leave their hometown.
After Gyeongo took over Xiangzhou. The real reason was the number of people who could enter the imperial examinations. Ten years before Gyeongo was annexed, 90% of the new students, xiucai, juren, and jinshi in Xiangzhou were originally from Gyeongo.
Even now, Xiangzhou's imperial examinations still had a strict review system to control the number of people from Xiangzhou who participated in the imperial examinations. As a result, less than thirty percent of the people from Xiangzhou obtained civil positions each year.
Someone had already calculated that it would take at least two hundred years for the people of Xiangzhou to receive the same treatment as the people of Gyeongo.
However, who would pay for these two hundred years of blood and tears?
Fang Yun was not willing to pay a hundred years of blood and tears.
Most Jingguo people were not willing!
They would rather stand and bleed than kneel and cry!
Moreover, there was still a chance that they could exchange their blood for Jingguo's eternal existence!
Fang Yun looked coldly at Left Prime Minister Mount Liu.
Mount Liu could sell Jingguo for a good price in exchange for the chance to become Gyeongo's prime minister, a great scholar, or even a saint. However, millions of Jingguo people would be buried with him.
The most frightening thing was that even if Gyeongo and Wu Guo divided Jingguo, once the barbarians insisted on going south, Jingguo people would be sent to the army as scapegoats.
Fang Yun could see through this, and so could many soldiers. Left Prime Minister Mount Liu could see through this, but most Jingguo people could not.
They only knew that if they went to the rich Gyeongo or Wu Guo, their lives would be better and they would be able to pass the imperial examinations smoothly.
Unfortunately, they did not know that the number of people in the imperial examinations was fixed, so was the land. All the resources that the human race needed were fixed. Once Jingguo people became Gyeongo people or Wu Guo people, except for less than one in ten thousand people who had the ability to fight for it, the rest would be cut off piece by piece by Gyeongo and Wu Guo to feed the real Gyeongo and Wu Guo people.
Unfortunately, they did not know that their status in Jingguo would be the same in Gyeongo and Wu Guo, or even lower.
They were sold at a good price by Mount Liu.
Some people could see it, but some people could not.
The sea is vast, but the sharks are the ones who eat.
The sky is high, but the eagles are the ones who spread their wings.
They would not shelter their food.
Fang Yun's gaze was still cold as he looked at the other civil officials and military officers.
There were also sharks and eagles among them.
Fang Yun sighed in his heart. The people of the human race were the kindest. As long as they had enough to eat and did not starve to death, they would quietly live on.
However, do not let a knife be placed on their necks!
While Fang Yun was thinking absentmindedly, the pro-war faction and those who wanted to abdicate started a heated debate.
At first, it was just one person from each side taking turns to speak. Then, two people spoke together. They used the same sentence to answer each other's first sentence while listening to each other's second sentence.
The officials in the imperial court were not surprised. However, as they spoke, more and more people joined in the debate.
One pair, two pairs, three pairs, four pairs, five pairs …
When the fifth pair of officials joined in the debate, the new Grand Scholars could not listen to all of them. They could only choose four pairs to listen carefully.
When the seventh pair of officials joined in the debate, the old Grand Scholars chose six pairs to listen.
When the tenth pair of officials began to debate, no more officials joined in. This was the limit of the Hanlin Academy.
Fang Yun and Ao Huang were calm from beginning to end. For one person and one dragon, listening to twenty people at the same time was not a big deal.
Fang Yun even heard the Empress Dowager sigh softly behind the gauze curtain.
This was the world of scholars. It was not that the scholars were not good enough, but that they could not understand what others were arguing about.
This was also the reason why very few people below the Grand Scholar level could participate in the imperial court.
The Grand Scholar level was one's ability.
Fang Yun wanted to speak, but he remembered Prime Minister Kang Ha-chuan's advice and closed his mouth. He had been baptized by the history of ancient Huaxia and read like crazy every day. The number of books he read alone was comparable to hundreds of years of other people's. However, he had no experience in the imperial court. He should focus on his studies and not be arrogant just because he had some achievements.
Fang Yun's heart moved. A blank book appeared in the world of strange books. Then, four words appeared on the book.
Imperial Court Conference Ceremony.
Then, the first volume of the Imperial Court Conference Ceremony was produced. It quickly recorded everything that Tong Luan had said. In the blink of an eye, it recorded everything that had been said before. Then, it quickly continued to record the contents of the current discussion. Floating Astronomy.
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