At this moment, the huge Jinluan Palace fell into deathly silence, and everyone's eyes were focused on Tang Yu.
Although Tang Yu didn't say much, anyone who knew Tang Yu could see that Tang Yu was really angry at this time.
In those cold eyes, there was a murderous intention that was as real as the substance.
"Your Majesty, he..."
Just as Meng Tian was about to speak, Tang Yu raised his palm to stop him.
The next second, Tang Yu stepped in front of Jiang Qingshu. The distance between the two was very close. A look of fear flashed in Jiang Qingshu's eyes, but his face still showed a fearless look.
Their eyes met, Tang Yu said with a half-smile, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you in a rage, or wipe out the entire Jiang family?"
Hearing this, Jiang Qingshu sneered contemptuously, with ridicule written all over his brows, and said: "Afraid? Why should I be afraid? I am a three-generation loyal martyr of the Jiang family, and I am the Minister of Rites granted by the late emperor. You want to kill me?" You’re not qualified yet!”
Jiang Qingshu was certain that Tang Yu did not dare to do anything to him.
After all, where is his identity, even if Tang Yu is the new emperor of the Tang Dynasty, it is impossible to kill him just because he wants to. Once Tang Yu really does that, the consequences will only be detrimental to Tang Yu.
It will make other civil servants think that Tang Yu is a murderous tyrant, and the court will become more chaotic.
Coupled with his status as a great Confucian scholar, killing himself would do Tang Yu no good at all. As long as Tang Yu was not stupid, he would never touch him!
Thinking of this, Jiang Qingshu became more and more confident and looked at Tang Yu with an unfazed expression.
"Yeah?"
Tang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and an awe-inspiring murderous intent swept across the audience.
"Then I want to see if I am qualified to kill you!"
Just when Tang Yu was about to take action to find out about Jiang Qingshu's life, many civil servants present stood up to plead for Jiang Qingshu. "Your Majesty, you can't kill me! The Minister of Rites did not mean to offend Your Majesty, but I hope Your Majesty will show mercy!"
"Yes, Your Majesty, Mr. Jiang is indeed worthy of death for offending the Emperor, but I hope Mr. Jiang will be spared for the sake of the loyalty of the three generations of the Jiang family. I also feel that Mr. Jiang did not offend Your Majesty on purpose."
"If your Majesty insists on killing Lord Shangshu, it will chill the hearts of many ministers in the court, Your Majesty!"
Seeing this scene, Tang Yu's face suddenly became extremely ugly, while Jiang Qingshu looked proud. Most of these people were his close students and friends.
To put it bluntly, they were all fooling around with Jiang Qingshu. If Jiang Qingshu died, they would have to follow suit.
Therefore, these civil servants stood up to plead for Jiang Qingshu.
Tang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, but he couldn't see that these people were all Jiang Qingshu's accomplices. They seemed to be begging for mercy, but in fact they were demonstrating against himself.
"I didn't expect you to be so popular. So many ministers came to plead for you. This is really beyond my expectation." Tang Yu looked at Jiang Qingshu.
Jiang Qingshu sneered and said, "Do you think I have been in the court for nothing for so many years?"
"Since ancient times, we have deposed hundreds of schools of thought and only respected Confucianism, but you want to do the opposite. Don't you admit that you are a foolish king? They plead for me not because I have a good relationship with them, but because They also think you did something wrong!"
"If you continue to go your own way, the Tang Dynasty will perish in your hands sooner or later!"
It has to be said that Jiang Qingshu is worthy of being a great Confucian scholar, and his ability to criticize others is indeed different from ordinary people.
Tang Yu looked at the civil servants who were interceding for Jiang Qingshu and said, "You think so too?"
All the civil servants looked at each other and nodded in unison.
