"Yes, when will the Confucius Temple be built and when will the school reopen?" The civil servants had already been frustrated along the way.
"A school without the mark of the Holy Master, isn't this a heresy?"
Moreover, this is the highest academic institution in the country. If it is occupied by heretics, it will be equivalent to Confucianism being kicked off the throne! This is something they will never accept!
Confucianism has been passed down for nearly two thousand years, and it is still very good. There is no shortage of defenders of Taoism who dare to uphold benevolence and righteousness... The word "defender of Taoism" is not a derogatory term.
Those grumpy officials immediately jumped three feet high and shouted in front of Boss Zhu: "We must invite Confucius back to the university before the school can start!"
"And the King of Chu must first go to the Confucius Temple to apologize and kneel down to pray for the Confucius' spiritual throne!" Someone took the lead, and others followed, and the scene suddenly became tense.
Boss Zhu narrowed his eyes slightly and raised the jade belt around his waist with both hands.
Zhu Zhen also moved his chin, preparing to spray.
Both of us are the kind of people who make plans before they act. They had already expected that a wasp would be stung today. Naturally, they had already thought of countermeasures.
In short, Lao Liu rushed forward and sprayed, making the thorns pop out, and then Lao Zhu picked up the sickle and clicked...
Finally, the prince came forward and was responsible for comforting the officials who were hurt physically and mentally and settling the matter.
Well, this has always been the routine in his family.
However, just when Boss Zhu was about to close the door and let Lao Liu go, a figure stood in front of them.
It's Prime Minister Hu.
"You have lost your mind and gone crazy. How dare you roar in front of me? Do you want to rebel?!" I saw Hu Weiyong, his voice stern, shouting loudly: "Why don't you retreat quickly!"
"..." Although officials have had strong opinions on Hu Weiyong recently, the prime minister has accumulated more power than imagined for so many years.
"Prime Minister Hu, this is a major matter related to the survival of the holy religion. We cannot give in!" A young official said loudly: "If you dare to throw away the Confucian Temple today, tomorrow you will burn books and embarrass Confucianism and destroy our Confucian tradition!"
"It's nonsense and lies that are misleading the public!" Hu Weiyong was furious. He pointed his cane at the official with the Xiechi patch on his chest and said, "If you hadn't been an official, I would have asked the emperor to kill you to put an end to your nonsense!"
"But you can't be spared lightly, you must be severely punished!" As he said this, he cupped his fists towards Boss Zhu and said, "Your Majesty, please give me this staff as a warning to others!"
"Haha, it's hard for Hu Xiang." Zhu Yuanzhang loosened his jade belt with both hands and said to the young censor: "He is protecting you."
"Confucius said Cheng Ren, Mencius said Qi Yi, in order to protect the holy religion and orthodoxy, I am willing to kill you at your neck!" The official did not appreciate it.
"Don't take yourself too seriously. Whether you die or not, you can't change anything!" Hu Weiyong raised his cane and hit the censor on the head. "I call you a brat, it's not a big deal! I call you a brat, it's not a big deal!"
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Seeing that Prime Minister Hu was willing to risk everything, he still wanted to calm the situation. Wang Guangyang, Peng Geng, and Zeng Tai, the chief secretaries of the Central Committee, had no choice but to persuade the young officials not to be impulsive.
Tu Jie and Chen Ning, the two chief officials of the censor's station, also yelled at the censor and the officials who were ready to make a move.
Several senior officials worked together to silence those who attacked him.
Boss Zhu didn't say anything, and just watched their performance quietly.
After a while, the commotion among the officials finally subsided, and Hu Weiyong asked Boss Zhu for instructions: "Your Majesty, how should we deal with this animal?"
"Didn't Prime Minister Hu say that it's fine? I'll just do as you say." Zhu Yuanzhang said calmly: "The opening day of Guozi University is not a suitable day for killing people."
"I would like to thank the Emperor for your grace on behalf of this evil beast." Hu Weiyong breathed a sigh of relief.
In the end, only the censor who had become the leader was stripped of his black veil and given the imperial staff...
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The turmoil quickly subsided and the opening ceremony was held as scheduled.
Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao moved to Piyong and rested in the back hall first, waiting for the students to enter.
As a landlord, Lao Liu certainly couldn't rest. He hurried to the front to check if everything was ready.
In fact, there is no need for him to worry. Song Ne and Luo Guanzhong are in front of him, and the teaching staff of Guozi University have also been replaced by his people. They are united, smart and capable, and nothing can go wrong.
But Song Ne and Luo Guanzhong were still worried, because the disturbance just now was just a trivial matter, and there would be a more serious storm later.
"Where is Hu Weiyong singing?" Seeing that all the preparations were in place, Lao Liu could finally complain in a low voice: "Isn't he pretending to be the spokesperson of the ministers all day long? Why did he change his gender?"
"Then who knows," Song Ne shook his head and said, "But since this year, Prime Minister Hu has indeed seemed like a new person. He is consistent with the emperor in everything and will never argue with the emperor again."
"Isn't this a good thing?" Luo Guanzhong said with a smile: "Hu Weiyong's influence is too great. Most of the senior officials in the ministry were promoted by him. If he is determined to go against the emperor, there will be much resistance to His Highness's reforms.
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"It's true." Lao Liu couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I didn't expect that I would rely on Hu Weiyong one day. Of course, he must have bad intentions..."
"It doesn't matter whether he has good intentions or bad intentions," Luo Guanzhong said with a pained face: "Thank God if we can reduce the resistance to His Highness's reforms."
"Hey, you have to have confidence in me." Lao Liu patted Teacher Luo on the shoulder and said, "Our career will eventually be a great success!"
"As a student, all I ask is that the graves of my ancestors are not dug up by scholars, so I would be thankful to God." Luo Guanzhong took off his glasses, wiped them with the sleeve of his middle single and said with a wry smile.
"Teacher Luo, don't be like this." Lao Liu smiled and said, "You see Song Siye is very calm."
"My ancestral graves have been dug up..." Song Ne said calmly: "Humbling positions are a disgusting thing that all scholars have abandoned. Otherwise, I would not have carried out reforms with His Highness."
"Okay..." Lao Liu laughed and said, "Think of the bright side in everything - as long as the reform is successful, the new generation of scholars will worship you as a sage."
"Let's succeed first and then talk about it..." Song Ne sighed. He didn't have any confidence at all. In fact, he was still very pessimistic.
It's just that His Highness has his own way, what can he do?
Luo Guanzhong on the other side has almost the same sentiment. Fortunately, he has more vests. At worst, he will no longer have the identity of Robben and will use Li Baili instead.
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At Chenshi, 3,600 newly admitted Guozi college students who participated in the opening ceremony lined up and entered Piyong, standing densely behind the civil and military officials.
When the auspicious time comes, music sounds and the emperor ascends to his throne.
After the four-sided Shao music and the Eight-Year Dance, His Royal Highness the King of Chu personally read out the imperial edict for the official opening of Guozi University.
The special amplification and echo design allows his voice to spread throughout Piyong so that everyone can hear it clearly.
The officials and college students listened attentively to the imperial edict, then stopped and then exploded again...
The first half of the imperial edict is naturally filled with those grandiose clichés, so it’s okay not to mention them. The middle part begins with the purpose of re-establishing Guozi University because the current officials are indolent, follow the rules, and are full of the problems brought by the previous dynasty...
