Chapter eight hundred and eighty-fifth the meaning of Confucianism
Zhong Yu stood up, approached Zhang Liang, looked at him condescendingly and said, "You suspect that there is something wrong with the Bing Sheng. For the sake of the safety of the Han Dynasty and the great plan of Confucianism, I am willing to put in the effort to investigate and solve it."
"One thing, I must tell you, until there is no clear evidence that Bing Sheng has evil intentions, the Han State must fully support him to resist the Chu army without any discount."
"If I know who dares to violate the law, I will never let him go easily. Do you understand?"
Zhong Yu dropped a harsh word and turned back to the fortune teller: "Junior brother, you and I will go to see the teacher together."
Liu Ji, who was sitting on the steps like a puppet, finally spoke out: "Two sages, walk slowly."
Zhong Yu respected Liu Ji, the King of Han, very much, and even bowed his hand to him before leaving.
As soon as Zhong Yubu Shang left, Liu Ji immediately showed a worried look on his face and said: "You are right and you are right, but you are wrong. Is Jiang Shang really harboring evil intentions?"
Zhang Liang sighed and said: "Reporting to your Majesty, Jiang Shang's recent behavior has been very obvious. He is indeed encouraging the bandits to respect themselves."
Liu Ji said anxiously: "In this case, wouldn't the Han Kingdom be in danger?"
Zhang Liang shook his head: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, Han will have no worries. Jiang Shang doesn't dare to blatantly ruin the Confucian plan. He cannot bear the wrath of the Confucian sage."
Liu Ji was a little puzzled and said: "In this case, why did the Right Prime Minister react so fiercely, and even if he had a truce with Chu, he would seize Jiang Shang's military power?"
Zhang Liang smiled bitterly and said: "Jiang Shang will not be detrimental to the Han country, let alone Confucianism, but he may not be detrimental to the king."
Liu Ji looked confused: "How do you say this?"
Zhang Liang took a deep breath and said: "For the Confucian sage, he needs a secular dynasty to fight for the destiny of Confucianism and gain benefits. For some reasons, the Confucian sage chose the king."
"But your Majesty, ask yourself, does Confucianism have to have a great king? Once Jiang Shang fully grasps the military power and uses it to control the court, and he is on good terms with Confucianism, he will be able to plot to usurp the throne."
"I have never worried that Jiang Shang will be detrimental to the Han Dynasty. I am worried that he will be detrimental to the king."
When Liu Ji heard this, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
Although Liu Ji looks like a puppet now, in fact, the civil and military officials of the Han Dynasty basically listened to him. Even if the Confucianists interfered, they would symbolically ask for his opinion.
But if an outsider were to take control of the court, Liu Ji might not even be able to save his life, let alone being as comfortable as he is now.
Liu Ji immediately made up his mind and said: "Right Prime Minister, you must solve this problem as soon as possible. Don't let Jiang Shang succeed."
Zhang Liang bowed slightly and said, "I obey."
Liu Ji felt that this was not safe, so he asked: "Right Prime Minister, what do you think of Gu Gu visiting the Confucian sage later?"
Zhang Liang looked at Liu Ji's growing dragon aura and replied with a smile: "If your Majesty has this intention, of course it is feasible. But your Majesty must pay attention to your words and demeanor."
Liu Ji stood up from the main seat, walked down the steps, came to Zhang Liang, patted his shoulder as a sign of intimacy and said, "You have to teach me about this matter."
Zhang Liang took a step forward and said in his ear: "Your Majesty, this is how it should be..."
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On the way back to Jixia Academy, Zhong You showed hesitation on his face and said, "Junior brother, is there really a problem with the Soldier Saint?"
The fortune teller smiled calmly and said: "There must be a problem. What Zhang Liang said is reasonable and well-founded. Senior brother must be able to see it. But to say that the problem is big, it is not necessarily true."
Zhong You looked puzzled and asked, "Oh, how do you say this?"
The fortune-teller said confidently: "Senior brother, could it be that I have forgotten that the Soldier Saint has taken refuge in Confucianism, and the teacher has told him about it. With the wisdom of the teacher, if there is a problem with the Soldier Saint, how can he not take precautions?"
"With Teacher's cultivation that dominates the world, the Soldier Saint will never dare to sabotage Teacher's plan unless he wants to perish."
Zhong You heard this and said angrily: "You bastard Zhang Liang, you dare to exaggerate and actually fool me, do you really think that I don't dare to kill him?"
The fortune teller quickly shook his head and advised: "Senior brother, there is no need to be angry. Zhang Liang is just worried. In addition, the Soldier Sage does have some problems and needs to be careful."
Zhong Yu suddenly stopped: "Do I still have to solve his problems for him? Humph."
The fortune teller coughed lightly and said: "This matter is complicated. I advise senior brother to ask the teacher for advice. Otherwise, if something goes wrong and the teacher blames him, senior brother will probably feel uncomfortable."
Zhong You thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "What my junior brother said is absolutely true. It's not too late to make a decision after asking the teacher."
In the main hall of Jixia Academy, Zhong Youbu Shang stood at the door, bowed and said: "Teacher, I have something to ask you."
The majestic voice of the Confucian sage came from inside: "What's the matter?"
Zhong You replied: "It's about the Han Dynasty."
After a while, the Confucian sage's voice sounded again: "Zhong You just comes in alone."
Zhong You glanced at the fortune teller with an apologetic look on his face and stepped into the main hall.
The fortune-teller smiled and couldn't see anything out of the ordinary.
A quarter of an hour later, Zhong You walked out of the main hall with a solemn face. The fortune teller quickly asked: "Brother, what did the teacher say?"
Zhong You said in a deep voice: "Teacher said that the Han State cannot tolerate any loss. He asked me to contact Buddhism as soon as possible. If Buddhism cannot give satisfactory results, we will prepare to cease war with Chu State."
"If the Chu State refuses to cease the war, Confucianism will directly unite with Buddhism to launch a war between heaven and man against Biyou Palace, forcing Biyou Palace to agree."
Bu Shang was shocked and said: "Teacher would actually say this? Senior brother is not wrong, right?"
Zhong Yu said angrily: "Am I still going to deceive my junior brother? Not only that, the teacher also warned me that Zhang Liang and Xiao He are capable ministers who can help the Han Dynasty achieve success, so I should be polite to them."
The fortune teller smiled bitterly and said, "Senior brother, have you told the teacher about the previous dispute with Zhang Liang and Xiao He?"
Zhong Youli said confidently: "Of course, how could I deceive the teacher?"
The fortune teller said thoughtfully: "Since the teacher cares so much about the Han Kingdom and will not hesitate to launch a war between heaven and man to protect the Han Kingdom, senior brother must be careful in his actions and words."
Zhong Yu nodded: "It's a Confucian plan, how can I dare to slack off? But why doesn't the teacher directly warn the Soldier Sage and tell him not to have bad thoughts?"
The fortune teller thought for a while and said: "After all, there is no conclusive evidence. The teacher is worried that the Soldier Saint will be discouraged by this, so of course he will not do anything reckless."
Zhong You suddenly realized: "That's it."
Then Zhong You looked at the fortune teller and said very seriously: "I have something to do and I can't leave. Junior brother, would you like to go to the Buddhist gate for me and listen to their thoughts?"
The fortune-teller cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Senior Brother, how dare I refuse my order?"
Zhong You nodded heavily and said, "Junior brother, I'd rather trouble you to make the trip. Junior brother is here. As long as Buddhism cannot give a result that satisfies Confucianism in a short time, junior brother will come back immediately. Remember not to stay too long."
The fortune teller cupped his hands and said, "Senior brother, please rest assured."
After saying this, a long river of awe-inspiring righteousness emerged, and the fortune teller sat on it and headed south.
As soon as the fortune teller left, Zhong You turned around and went to the palace. He wanted to summon Zhang Liang and Xiao He to discuss a truce.