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Chapter 011 What did you say you were drawing?(2/2)

Li Simen read.

Whether to punish Lord Chang'an or not, this matter itself is not of great significance.

The Lord of Chang'an could neither expand the territory nor give advice, and he even caused the disgrace of his settlement.

How can such a person's handling of affairs compare with His Majesty's prestige?

Even if Your Majesty is wrong and you Chunyu Yue are right, so what?

You offended His Majesty because of a fool, His Majesty will be grateful to you, okay?

Your Majesty can accept the offense, and the consequences of the offense will be beneficial to Qin in the early stage.

If you keep Lord Chang'an's salary for one year, what benefit will it bring to Qin?

From the moment you stand up, you have already lost.

The longer you stay in Xianyang Palace and the more you talk, the more you will lose, so quit!

"Your Majesty, when Guan Zhong was here, if Duke Huan of Qi made a mistake, Guan Zhong would correct it with his words. Although Duke Huan of Qi was unhappy, the state of Qi became the overlord of the Spring and Autumn Period. After Guan Zhong's death, the three ministers of Kai Fang, Shu Diao and Yi Ya flattered him.

Duke Huan of Qi, Duke Huan of Qi was overjoyed, but in the end the overlord of his generation was starved to death by three people in the palace, causing maggots to grow on his body."

"Although I am not as good as Guan Zhong, I did the same thing as Guan Zhong. If your Majesty drives me out today without any reason and refuses to listen to advice, then will ministers who are truly as talented as Guan Zhong dare to give advice in the future?

If things go on like this, the people in the court are talking about villains like Li Si. Your Majesty is happy now, but you will pay the price for it in the future, and Qin will also pay the price for it!"

It’s over!

This is a big deal!

Li Si's heart sank.

Chunyu Yue's voice, which seemed to be heartbreaking and came from the bottom of his heart, echoed back and forth in the Xianyang Palace.

Meng Tian was secretly happy.

Chunyu Yue has committed suicide so far, Your Majesty will never allow the eldest son to be taught by Confucianism again.

Li Xin was confused.

What happened? I had a quarrel with Ying Chengyu. Your Majesty and Da Qin will have to pay the price?

Sitting in the front row, Prime Minister Wang Wan on the right and Prime Minister Wei Xiang on the left looked at each other and saw the doubt and solemnity in each other's eyes.

What exactly is Confucianism trying to do?

You only get a year's salary for Lord Chang'an, why do you contradict His Majesty like this?

This is asking for death! Do they want Qin to ban Confucianism completely?

The doubts of the two prime ministers were also the doubts of almost all the courtiers in the palace.

What Chunyu Yue did today was exactly the same as what Ying Fusu did yesterday. Both were actions that the officials could not understand.

Ying Zheng lowered his head and smoothed the wrinkles on his crown robe.

A flowing cloud passed over the Xianyang Palace, blocking the sunlight shining on the Xianyang Palace. The Xianyang Palace was shrouded in shadow.

"Chun Yu Yue."

Ying Zheng did not raise his head, his voice was careless, and the wrinkles on his crown seemed difficult to smooth.

"Speaking of me like this, what do you think you want? What do Confucians want?"
Chapter completed!
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