Liu Ji gave an order, and four guards with swords walked quickly into the hall. They looked at Li Shiqi embedded in the pillars, their expressions were stunned, and they were a little at a loss for a moment.
When Liu Ji saw this, he couldn't help but scolded: "What are you doing standing still? Why don't you hurry up and blast this nonsensical Li Shiqi out of the hall?"
When he saw the guards coming forward to get Li Shiqi out of the pillar, Liu Ji added, "Just blast him out. Be careful not to hurt him."
Seeing the king's words, the guards hurriedly worked and rescued Li Shiqi from the pillar.
After Li Shiqi was pulled out, the feeling of weakness all over his body immediately disappeared, and his whole body returned to normal.
Li Shiqi soon realized that it was Meng Ke who had moved his hands and feet, and his heart was full of fear and worry. The Confucian sages possessed such great power, and the country of Han and the king of Han were being manipulated like puppets. What was the way out?
For some reason, a young face suddenly appeared in Li Shiqi's mind. He was also a monarch, but that one was not at all restricted by the Taoist palace. There were almost no disciples of the Taoist palace in the civil and military dynasty.
While Li Shiqi was in a daze with his random thoughts, Zhang Liang coughed lightly.
Liu Ji immediately shouted to the guard with a straight face: "Why are you standing there in a daze? Why don't you take her away?"
The guards followed the instructions and wanted to take Li Shiqi away.
Li Shiqi shook off the guard's extended hand, glanced mockingly at the faces of Meng Ke, Zhang Liang, and Xiao He respectively, and finally bowed deeply to Liu Ji: "Wei minister, please retire."
Li Shiqi walked proudly out of the palace. When he was about to leave the palace, something unexpected happened.
The fortune teller suddenly said in a cold voice: "Wait a minute, King of Han, this person is blatantly instigating the relationship between Confucianism and the King of Han. I have enough reasons to suspect that he is a craftsman from the Western Qin Dynasty."
Who doesn't know that the Han Dynasty was founded because of Confucianism, and Confucianism was the only one in the Han Dynasty. Now, some Han officials openly question the Confucian sage's edict, which is simply audacious.
This trend must not be encouraged, it must be suppressed with severe measures, so that everyone in the Han Kingdom can understand who is the real master of the Han Kingdom.
Especially now, the Confucian sages need to rely on the power of the Han Dynasty to attack the Western Qin Dynasty and curb the Taoist palace's tendency to dominate the world, and there must be no accidents.
Now that someone is bumping into him, the fortune teller is just in time to scare the monkeys, frighten those with weird thoughts, and maybe even make the Confucian sage happy.
As a Confucian sub-sage, Meng Ke may not care about this matter, but the fortune teller must seize this opportunity.
When Li Shiqi heard this, his suppressed emotions suddenly burst out, directly exposing the fortune teller's little thoughts, and said coldly: "Does the divine fortune teller want me to hang myself at the gate of Jixia Academy to show the majesty of Confucianism?"
How could the fortune teller care about the feelings of a mortal like Li Shiqi? He said indifferently: "You are not worthy of being hanged in Jixia Academy. The city gate is enough."
"Someone, drag this piece of work down and hang it at the city gate until you hang yourself."
The understatement reveals the strength of Confucianism. As long as Confucianism finds you guilty, you will be executed directly without trial.
The Confucian disciples who were waiting outside the palace rushed in like wolves and tigers and controlled Li Shiqi, who was in the sixth level.
Seeing that Li Shiqi was about to be taken away and executed, Liu Ji showed a hint of anger on his face and stopped him: "Wait a minute, sage of divination. Although Li Shiqi's words are meaningless, his crime will not lead to death. I hope the sage will hand him over to him."
When Yu Gu comes to deal with it, please rest assured, sage, Gu will definitely punish you severely."
The fortune teller said in a strong tone: "This matter involves Confucianism, please don't interfere, King Han."
Liu Ji looked stunned, with a look of disbelief on his face. He didn't expect that the fortune teller would be so disrespectful.
Li Shiqi struggled hard and shouted: "Bu Shang, I am a minister of the Han Dynasty. Even if I die, I should die by the order of the King of Han and by the sword of a Han official. How can a Confucian be so virtuous and capable as to dare to sentence me to death?"
The fortune teller didn't even bother to argue with Li Shiqi. He waved his hand directly to the Confucian disciple and said, "Pull it down."
Liu Ji was frightened and angry, and was about to explode. Zhang Liang moved and stopped at the door of the main hall. He said calmly: "Sages of fortune-telling, wait a moment. I secretly believe that this matter should be left to the king of Han. It is not appropriate for Confucians to overstep their authority."
The fortune teller glanced at Liu Jizhangliang's face with his cold gaze, and said in a cold tone: "I have only been to the Han Palace for a few days, so no one listens to the words of Confucianism?"
"Take the person away. I want to see who dares to disobey my Confucian will today?"
The arrogant words echoed in the hall, and all the Han officials in the hall who were not from Confucian origin changed their expressions, and Liu Ji's expression became extremely gloomy.
Zhang Liang's face was as serious as water and he said: "The sages of divination and business, and the Confucian sages have spoken first. Confucians should not interfere too much in the affairs of the Han Dynasty. Please think twice before acting."
The fortune teller narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a solemn tone: "Are you using the teacher to suppress me? How brave you are. Since I dare to kill one person, I don't care about killing a few more. Can you threaten me again?"
Zhang Liang suddenly smiled and stepped aside.
The fortune-teller smiled disdainfully, thinking that Zhang Liang was afraid. Zhang Liang bowed to Liu Ji, took off his official uniform in public, and said loudly: "The Lord is worried about the humiliation of the minister. The Lord humiliated the minister to death. The Lord has been humiliated today, and the minister has died."
I am as timid as a mouse and dare not die, so I can only ask for my resignation from the king."
After saying that, he walked out of the hall without looking back, feeling extremely free and easy.
Xiao He followed suit, took off his uniform, bowed and said: "Your Majesty, Xiao He, please resign."
The two prime ministers took the lead, and at least one-third of the officials in the hall followed suit. Some took off their official hats and some took off their jade belts, showing a firm attitude.
The fortune teller looked very ugly and shouted: "If you want to die, I can help you. As long as Confucian disciples are here, the Han Dynasty will not fall."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "bang" sound. When everyone looked, it was Liu Ji who dropped the crown on the ground.
Liu Ji said indifferently: "Since Confucianism has decided to support Hu Hai as king, there is no need for the Han king to continue. He should abdicate and go into seclusion."
The fortune teller felt like he was going to be furious. A group of mortals dared to look down on him. Do they really think that he didn't dare to kill anyone?
The coercion of the Heavenly Realm suddenly erupted, and everyone who had taken off their official uniforms, including Liu Ji, was pressed to the ground, trembling all over.
It was not that Liu Ji and others were trembling with fear, but the instinctive fear of mortals facing the coercion of heaven and man.
Seeing that the matter would not end, Meng Ke spoke up: "Junior Brother Bu Shang, King of Han, please stop for now, there is no need to make too big a fuss."
Meng Ke's calm voice swept through the hall, and the coercion of the heavenly and human realm belonging to the divination merchant suddenly disappeared. Liu Ji and others were like drowning people who had just been rescued from the shore, gasping for air.
The fortune teller said unwillingly: "Senior Brother Meng Ke, the reputation of Confucianism must not be reduced, and this matter cannot be settled like this."
Meng Ke glanced at the fortune teller and said calmly: "Li Shiqi showed disrespect to Confucianism by hanging it at the city gate for three days, regardless of life or death. Do you have any objection?"
Xiao He was the first to respond: "Sheng Ke is fair in his dealings, and I admire him."
If he was only exposed to the sun for three days, and Li Shi's sixth-level cultivation would be humiliating, at least he would be able to save his life.
Based on this, Xiao He felt that it was completely acceptable, especially when Confucianism was powerful and the King of Han was unable to compete.
You can't really hand over the foundation of the Han Dynasty to others just because of Li Shiqi.
In order to avoid another incident, Xiao Hecai took the initiative to express his attitude before Liu Ji.
After expressing his attitude, Xiao He winked at Liu Ji crazily.
Liu Ji got up from the ground with the crown, patted the dust on the crown and clothes, and said nonchalantly: "What Ke Sheng said is exactly what I want. Someone will come, take Li Shiqi away, and hang it at the city gate."
The fortune teller was unwilling to give in and wanted to speak out to object, but he felt a powerful force of heaven approaching, and the strong sense of danger made his hair stand on end.
Bu Shang glanced at Meng Ke, who had a calm face, swallowed the words that came to his throat, gritted his teeth and said, "Junior brother, I have no objection."
A group of Han ministers who had taken off their official uniforms looked at Xiao He and Zhang Liang who were quietly putting on their official uniforms, and quickly picked up the jade belt hats on the ground, and the hall began to return to normal.
Meng Ke, who looked calm, suddenly changed his expression and turned his ears sideways, as if he was listening to someone.
After a while, Meng Ke looked at Liu Ji and said, "Teacher, please invite the King of Han to go to Jixia Academy to discuss the Three Kingdoms Alliance."
Liu Ji was stunned when he heard this, and his eyes fell on Xiao He and Zhang Liang.
Meng Ke chuckled and said: "It's a very important matter, so the two prime ministers can accompany us."