It seems that only Li Yuanji has done such things since the founding of the Tang Dynasty.

When the prince of the country was offering wine, Kong Yingda, the Duke of Qufu County, and other old scholars were all furious, shaking their heads, and stamping their feet, but no one dared to step forward.

Why?

If it were any other prince, someone would have already stepped forward to stop him, but King Chu is different. He is a killer. He fights for his life in a sea of ​​blood and heads. He dares to kill anyone.

Tuyuhun, the master of so many Tibetan armies who could not surrender, killed people to a certain extent, how could he not be intimidating to others?

Knowing that Fang Xuanling, Hou Junji, Li Daliang and other big guys came out from inside; Li Daliang and Hou Junji, who did not want to see the matter escalate, stepped forward quickly and grabbed Li Kuan from left to right. Only then did Xu Jingzong leave.

Escape in the palm of your hand.

Li Daliang frowned and asked: "Your Highness, what are you doing? How can you beat someone in front of Chengtian Gate?"

Before Li Kuan had time to speak, Xu Jingzong took advantage of the opportunity and said, "That is, if you have something to say, please speak it carefully. Your Highness cannot rely on your status as a prince to humiliate your ministers like this."

"Don't you hear that a scholar can be killed but not humiliated? His Highness's behavior really chills the hearts of our ministers!"

What Xu Jingzong said was so good. He not only expressed his dissatisfaction, but also tied a group of colleagues to his chariot, using morality as the criterion to criticize Li Kuan verbally and writtenly.

Yes, this is a very serious matter, but I never thought that Song Guogong Xiao Yu would actually laugh out loud.

Feeling the strange looks on his colleagues' faces, Xiao Yu held his hands in apology: "Everyone, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I remembered the jokes that Prime Minister Feng often told when he was still alive, so I can't do it myself. Please consider it."

"Well, when Prime Minister Feng was still alive, he often praised Xu Shizhong for being a role model for our generation of civil servants."

Okay, why is it related to Feng Deyi again, and it is also related to Xu Jingzong? It immediately caused the courtiers to whisper.

Some senior ministers also gave some advice to the juniors at this time. After taking in a breath of cold air, their original expressions of indignation disappeared, and instead they looked at Xu Jingzong with a playful expression.

Li Kuan also made use of the topic, and immediately turned his head and held Wei Zheng in his sleeves: "Mr. Zheng, if you rush into Wang Jia, the stick will be eighty according to the law! Xiao Wang slapped him, it is not against etiquette!"

Seeing Cheng Chubi and Yuchi Baohuan behind Li Kuan, he had already rolled up his sleeves and looked eager to try. The corner of Wei Zheng's mouth twitched subconsciously, it means he hasn't had enough!

Then he cupped his hands and responded: "If His Highness can avoid the punishment of the rod spine with this, let's stop here. I have nothing to say!"

Wei Zheng's statement made Kong Yingda anxious: "Xuancheng, you!"

Wei Zheng had always been on good terms with the Shandong clan, and Xu Jingzong was of poor character, and he was also the historian who was protected by the Shandong clan. How could he have the dignity to sit in the office and write history after being exposed in public by the King of Chu.

What's more, he and Xu Jingzong had an old friendship. They worked together in Li Mi's tent as a record office and were in charge of documents together. How could they be so ungrateful?

Wei Zheng didn't finish speaking, he just shook his head and walked away, while Changsun Wuji came over and said with a smile: "Mr. Kong, what are you doing in a hurry? Isn't it enough if you have some skills to compile history?"

Of course Changsun Wuji could see why Li Kuan was making such a fuss today. He had not forgotten Queen Wende's kindness in raising her, and he would fight for Queen Wende.

As the queen's brother, Changsun Wuji would of course have to come out to smooth things over. And his statement was speaking on behalf of the Guanlong clan. If the Shandong clan wanted to attack the King of Chu, they would be their enemies.

Changsun Wuji, who was about to smile, made Kong Yingda, who was already filled with righteous indignation, even more furious, and his chest heaved even more violently.

Just when Kong Yingda was about to explode, Chu Suiliang, who was in charge of Guanlong and the Shandong aristocratic family, came out to smooth things over: "It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! According to the official's opinion, it is better to return Xu Shizhong to the mansion and ask for a favor.

Become a doctor!"

Chu Suiliang handed over the steps, and it was obviously not a wise move to confront Changsun Wuji. Kong Yingda had to go down this step no matter what, so he could only lead the people away in anger.

Fang Xuanling, who was standing above and looking down at the overall situation, looked on coldly and said nothing, while Cen Wenwen beside him muttered: "Prime Minister, this is a good show!"

Isn’t it a good show! They vented their anger, won the reputation of a filial son, and dragged the Guanlong family into trouble. With Queen Wende’s face, they had to do it even if they didn’t want to.

But Fang Xuanling just smiled faintly, looked at Li Kuan who was being dragged away by Changsun Wuji, and said lukewarmly: "It's just a little cleverness, it can't reach the level of elegance."

But Cen Wenwen refused to give up: "The lower officials don't think much of it. The young hero of the King of Chu is brave and brave, and he is favored by the generals in the army. This is quite similar to the saint when he was young!"

Hum, Fang Xuanling shook his head: "How can a brave husband be compared with a saint? In my opinion, King Wu is more like his father. Didn't saints often say that this son's talent is similar to mine?"

A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated! This is a good crime, and it is the best proof of being a lonely minister. The saint knows that instead of punishing him, he will look at him differently.

Although Fang Xuanling didn't say it on the face, he was still very satisfied with Li Kuan's intelligence in his heart. Only by having a brain to govern people, and having a brain and knowing how to advance and retreat, can you live a long life.

As for Cen Wenwen, although his methods are brilliant, no matter how smart he is, can he be smarter than a saint? It's only a matter of time before something goes wrong.

......

It was when the officials were discussing the matter of Chu King slapping Xu Jingzong on the way to the next court.

In Changsun Wuji's carriage, Li Kuan showed no interest in what Changsun Wuji said about being an official. He just lazily leaned on the cushions and drank the wine in the carriage.

"Sikong, has your wine been watered down?"

Pfft! Changsun Wuji, who was quenching his thirst, was almost sent away by his words. He had been talking sincerely for a long time, but this boy didn't even take a word into his heart!

Changsun Wuji raised his fingers and calculated for him how many people he had offended just a short time after the establishment of the Hundred Cavalry Guards. There is a popular proverb in official circles recently: When the King of Chu smiles, good or bad fortunes are unpredictable.

"Qianfan, it's hard to make friends with someone, but it's much easier to offend someone. If you do this, the road will only get narrower and narrower!"

After taking a breath and stretching, Li Kuan smiled: "Sikong, don't worry, Xiao Wang won't harm the prince."

If it hadn't been for hearing that Li Lizhi was pregnant, Li Kuan wouldn't have gotten on Changsun Wuji's carriage and listened to him nagging like this. Beating Xu Jingzong was an easy move, and Li Kuan still had a backup plan waiting for him!

As he spoke, Li Kuan raised his eyebrows and grunted through gritted teeth: "Smile! I will make him cry, and I will make him regret his smile during the national funeral for the rest of his life."

As soon as these words came out, Changsun Wuji felt sad for a while. With Li Tai's literary talents, he could not win Xu Jingzong's job, but he still compromised due to various interests. In terms of filial piety, he could not catch up with Li Kuan.
Chapter completed!