Author: Mo Se Jiangnan

Everyone in the room stared at Wang Dong with unkind expressions.

It seems that he wants to join Ou Wangdong.

The Minister of Civil Affairs gritted his teeth and said: "What a thief, it turns out that you have ulterior motives and are using us to fight against His Majesty the King of England."

I saw the officials getting closer and closer, each of them looking unhappy.

There was no trace of panic on Wang Dong's face: "Your Majesty, my subordinates may not understand what Master Shangshu said."

"I have never provoked you to fight against His Royal Highness."

"Before, I was just telling you what the rules of His Royal Highness are like."

After hearing Wang Dong's explanation, everyone was shocked.

Although Wang Dong's explanation is suspected of being sophistry, it seems that this is really what happened.

"Bah!" Li Huairen yelled: "Wang Dong, don't give me any excuses. Don't think that we are all fools and don't understand your sinister intentions."

"To tell you the truth, what are your plans?"

"Is it important?" Wang Dong asked calmly.

"I think it's very important." Wang Dong gritted his teeth and said word by word.

Wang Dong smiled and shook his head: "No, I don't think this kind of thing is important at all."

"At least for everyone right now, it doesn't matter who I am, what my identity is, and what my purpose is."

"Everyone just needs to understand that you are now completely on the opposite side of His Royal Highness."

"My lord, I will never spare you. This is enough, isn't it?"

Everyone was silent because they knew that what Wang Dong said made sense.

Now that things have happened, those things really don't matter anymore.

So what if they can prove that Wang Dong has ulterior motives?

Everything that was supposed to happen has already happened.

Even if Wang Dong is killed, His Royal Highness cannot let them go.

"It seems that Mr. Wang is very confident." The Minister of Rites mocked in a strange way.

Others also despised him.

"I really didn't realize it before. Mr. Wang is a real person without showing his face. He has fooled all of us."

"Some people are the best at playing one thing on the surface and another behind the scenes. I can't compare with them."

"It's not like I haven't seen anyone who can pretend. Maybe Mr. Wang has been pretending for so long. That's really incredible."

"That's enough." The Minister of Civil Affairs knocked on the table impatiently.

"Wang Dong, since you have already had an idea, you might as well tell us and let us review the details. If your method is indeed effective, we can ignore the previous things."

"When your Excellency asks, the lower official should tell you everything he knows." Wang Dong bowed his hands to the Minister of Civil Affairs and said respectfully.

"My lords, do you still have illusions about His Royal Highness?"

This is not the first time Wang Dong has said something similar.

But this time, everyone felt that there seemed to be another meaning in his words.

The Minister of Civil Affairs directly asked: "Wang Dong, if you have anything to say, you may as well say it directly. We are all ears."

Wang Dong smiled calmly: "You must have forgotten how the Kong family disappeared back then, right?"

Everyone felt solemn at the same time.

Afraid of Yu Zhuhan's power, no one dared to mention the Kong family's affairs casually.

But they are scholars after all. If they say they don't have any resentment towards Zhu Han in their hearts, it would definitely be a lie.

Especially these traditional literati and officials, they had actually hated Zhu Han to their core for a long time.

Li Huairen curled his lips: "Wang Dong, stop talking about those nonsense. Who is not saddened by the incident of the Holy Master?"

"What we are talking about now is the King of England, how to deal with the problems between him and us."

Although this guy Li Huairen is not very capable, his vision is very vicious and he gets to the core of the problem.

Don't let Wang Dong aggravate the problem.

Wang Dong looked innocent: "Master Li has misunderstood. What I am talking about now is our matter with His Royal Highness."

Wang Dong didn't believe his words at all: "In ancient times, Zhao Gao said that a deer is like a horse, so Mr. Wang doesn't want to give in too much."

"Since we are talking about our royal highness, why are you talking about Master Kong Sheng?"

Several officials from the Sixth Ministry nodded secretly. They felt that what Li Huairen said made sense.

Just now, I was almost distracted by Wang Dong's words.

Wang Dong looked at Li Huairen with caring eyes, which almost made Li Huairen angry.

Just when Li Huairen couldn't bear it anymore and almost exploded.

Wang Dong said calmly: "Master Wang, can you really not understand such a simple thing?"

"His Royal Highness, the King of England, did not even look down on the Confucius family, the most holy teacher, and directly dug up the roots of the Confucius family."

"Maybe nothing will be seen in a few years or more, but what about thirty or fifty years from now?"

"I'm afraid our Confucian lineage will be completely cut off. By then, even if there are still people studying Confucianism, they will not be able to pass the imperial examination. After there is no future, how many people will study Confucianism?"

The six ministers gritted their teeth and seemed to feel the same.

In fact, they may not care much about this kind of thing.

However, I am afraid only they themselves know what they are thinking.

After a pause, Wang Dong continued: "My lords, there is no difference between what His Royal Highness did in Yanjing and what he did in Qufu."

"He is just trying to dig into the roots of our scholar-bureaucrats."

"Think about it. In the past, we governed the world with virtue and educated all people. But now, His Royal Highness, no matter what he does, he puts profit first."

"All important projects of the imperial court are handed over to profit-seeking businessmen. They even advocate the equality of all peoples in the world."

"What he did was simply to completely wipe out scholars like us."

"So everyone, for our own sake and for the sake of millions of scholars in the world, we absolutely cannot sit idly by and ignore it."

Wang Dong spoke impassionedly, but the six ministers around him could not stand it.

The more I listen, the more my heart sinks.

Senior officials like them are extremely familiar with this routine.

We understand very well that the more high-profile you are and the more beautiful your words are, the more despicable things you often do will be.

Sure enough, Wang Dong's conversation suddenly changed: "If you want to stop His Royal Highness, there seems to be only one way at the moment."

As for the specific method, Wang Dong did not say it directly.

However, everyone is like Ming Jing in their hearts.

There is no way to stop a person's behavior by other means.

Then there seems to be only one remaining method.

Death is like a lamp going out. As long as you die, everything will naturally cease to exist.

Killing a prince sounds like a very appalling thing.

But for the scholar-bureaucrats, it was actually not a big deal.

From ancient times to the present, there are countless emperors who have been killed by the scholar-bureaucrat class.

There are even some in Daming.

For example, a certain emperor named Zhengde.

A horse-riding emperor who was skilled with bows and horses and even led an army on an expedition to the desert died because of an accidental fall into the water.

No matter how you think about this kind of thing, isn’t it a little too strange?

Of course, that kind of situation will either occur in troubled times, when the country is overturned and everything is in chaos.

Or maybe it was when scholar-bureaucrats had particularly great power.

Now the Ming Dynasty has just been founded, which is when the imperial power is most concentrated and stable.

The risk of doing this is a bit too great.

The room was silent for a long time, but no one dared to speak.

Only bursts of heavy breathing could be heard.

Wang Dong didn't rush him, he just sat there as elegantly as ever, taking a sip of tea from time to time.
To be continued...