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 an idea a long time ago, 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 in the past, 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."
What Wang Dong said was so passionate, but the six ministers around him were like this.
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 calmly as ever, taking a sip of tea from time to time.
It was as if what he was discussing with these people was not important matters concerning the lives and deaths of thousands of people, but just chatting over a cup of tea to pass the time.
After a long time, the Minister of Civil Affairs said in a hoarse voice: "Master Wang, once you do something like this, there is really no way to go back."
Wang Dong smiled slightly: "Master Shangshu, there is no way back for you now."
"Of course, if you, your lords, are willing to step down from this lofty position and be dependent on others and be manipulated by others, then the current official didn't say anything just now."
The room fell into silence again.
"Damn it!" I don't know who it was, but suddenly yelled.
He seemed to want to say something, but finally swallowed it back.
When everyone was looking for who had spoken, the person had already stopped moving.
Wang Dong finally saw the curser, but he didn't point it out.
The tea in Wang Dong's teapot has been changed several times in a row, and the tea has completely lost its taste.
He then said with a smile: "My lords, although I am not in a hurry, I have to remind you of one thing."
"I'm afraid you don't have as much time as you think."
"You should know His Royal Highness's methods even if I don't tell you."
"This time, those businessmen suddenly laid off all the workers. Do you think the prince is really naive and thinks that this is the behavior of those businessmen themselves?"
The officials of the Sixth Department of Yanjing once fell into silence.
Of course they understand the truth.
Their abilities may not be very good, but in the officialdom, they are clear in their connections.
It's just that some things, you know, it's not that easy for them to make this decision.
Li Huairen had the most impatient temper and asked impatiently: "Wang Dong, let me ask you, what should we do if we fail this time?"
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Li Huairen once again received Wang Dong's caring eyes: "What? Mr. Li, you want to say that if the assassination of the prince fails, let me find a way to protect you from death?"
"If you feel better this way, no problem."
As he said that, Wang Dong raised his hand: "I swear here that if the plan to assassinate the prince fails, I will protect you all and prevent him from killing you adults and your children."
"At the same time, I can also guarantee that you will continue to stay in your current position and continue to enjoy glory and wealth."
"If I break my oath, I will be cut into pieces and die without mercy."
All the officials from the six departments of Yanjing looked at each other.
Damn it, this Wang Dong is just playing tricks on them.
Once something as important as assassinating the King of England fails, people like them will definitely not get any good results.
Zhu Han cut them to pieces with a thousand knives, which was an advantage to them.
What is the difference between Wang Dong swearing this poisonous oath and not swearing at all?
However, Wang Dong's words also reminded them.
Their current plan is essentially a heinous crime of treason.
It is simply impossible to think of escaping unharmed after committing such a thing.
Even if they succeed, they may not reap any good fruits.
After all, Zhu Yuanzhang is also famous for his murderous nature.
It is difficult to guarantee that Zhu Yuanzhang will not kill them all after learning about Zhu Han's death.
"Wang Dong." The Minister of Civil Affairs said in a deep voice: "I guess you already have a plan. Don't hide it, just say it directly."
Wang Dongshi stood up and took out a volume of documents from the sleeve of his official uniform: "Master Shangshu, this matter is of great importance. I don't dare to speak casually."
"It's not that I don't believe you, my lords. It's just that this matter involves the lives and fortunes of all of us, so we have to be careful."
"I have a surrender document here. Sirs, you can take a look at it. If you think there is no problem, just put your fingerprint on it. This way we can all rest assured, right?"
The Minister of Civil Affairs took the document handed over by Wang Dong and his eyes widened after just one glance.
This is a document of surrender to Chen Ji, the sixteenth son of Chen Youliang.
The first half of the document lists dozens of alleged crimes against Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Han.
The second half is naturally about Chen Ji, the son of Chen You, complying with destiny and resisting Bao Ming.
The Minister of Civil Affairs does not know whether Chen Ji is Chen Youliang's son or not. Whether the content above is true or false is completely unimportant.
Because, this document is basically a declaration of nomination.
As long as the fingerprints are pressed, it will be a serious crime of treason and the nine tribes will be killed directly.
The Minister of Personnel read it in silence, and then handed the document to the Minister of Rites.
The Minister of Rites read it and gave it to Li Huairen, the Minister of Punishments.
"Chen Youliang's son?" Li Huairen only glanced at it and couldn't help but exclaimed.
Then he immediately questioned: "This is absolutely impossible. Why haven't I heard of it? What kind of sixteenth son does Chen Youliang have?"
"If someone is not using Chen Youliang's name to cause trouble, then the things on this are definitely fake."
The Minister of Civil Affairs and others were speechless. This Li Huairen was definitely a stick with a brain problem.
Who can't see this?
But none of them could only point out that you, Li Huairen, are showing off your "smartness" now, do you think you are very smart?
"Li Huairen." The Minister of Civil Affairs said coldly: "If you finish reading it, give it to someone else."
Li Huairen was still a little unconvinced and said: "But sir, there is definitely something wrong with this document."
"Shut up! Give this thing to someone else." The official minister was furious, and his beard and hair stood out.
After all, after being the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel for so many years, he naturally has an aura that can overwhelm all officials.
Li Huairen trembled with fright and quickly handed the document to others.
It wasn't until all the officials had read it all that the Minister of Civil Affairs said indifferently: "Have you finished reading it? If there are no more questions, just press your fingerprints."
A minister from the Ministry of Civil Affairs who was holding the document hesitated and asked: "Where is the ink pad?"
Wang Dong laughed: "My lord, don't you think the blood letter seems more sincere?"
