Zhu Song's expression was as usual, he was really just like Yang Yizhong.
It's not that they are similar in any way...in fact, the stubbornness in the two of them, well, they are indeed similar.
What is placed on the top of his head is the emperor's sword... and this dismissal was caused by the death of the Minister of War. Zhu Song should have known that if the emperor could kill the minister, he could also kill him, the minister.
Yes, he should know.
Therefore, he should not let himself get off stage.
"Zhu Song, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, would like to express my resignation to His Majesty the Emperor. I hope that the officials will grant me permission."
Facing the emperor's request, Zhu Shilang repeated his request again.
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
"Of course I'm afraid."
Xiang Guangshi kept his performance in mind, and when he saw that the emperor lost his temper, he was not willing to let it go.
He stepped forward and shouted angrily: "It's rude to criticize Confucians. Are you trying to resist the decree?"
Liu Bang glanced at him. The old boy still had the ability to adapt to the changing circumstances.
"You insist on resigning because I killed Wu Biaochen. You think I did something wrong, don't you?"
"The official is right, and the official is not wrong; the minister is wrong. Thunder, rain, and dew are all gifts from heaven. Even if you don't act in accordance with heaven's principles, it is because the minister failed to remonstrate in time."
After a pause, Liu Bang took off the scabbard of his sword, filling the hall of the Ministry of Rites with a chill.
"I think you might...still don't believe...that I can really kill people."
He came out of the palace just to let these people with broken backs serve as their officials honestly, and don't even think about threatening him in this way.
It doesn't make sense to be submissive in the face of a golden man, and to strike hard in the face of one's own emperor.
But now, I met someone like Zhu Song from the very beginning...
Liu Bang wondered if he had thought more simply.
The nine sons of Longsheng are all different. It should not be surprising that among these Confucian scholars, there are some who are hard-nosed.
I secretly sighed in my heart: What a pity, if everyone is like this person, the emperor of Song Dynasty will really be meaningless.
But then again, if everyone was like this, why would the Song Kingdom be like this?
Zhu Song was silent for a while, and then he bowed even lower... When others looked at this posture, they felt tired for him.
"Your Majesty Zhu Song, please resign!"
Liu Bang knelt down and looked at this man's face... he had an ordinary appearance, which was in line with his impression of a Confucian scholar.
"If it were another time, I would have put someone like you to good use and treated him like a treasure."
"But now..." Liu Bang shook his head, "If I don't kill you, everyone will imitate you, and I can't do anything."
As he spoke, he adjusted the angle of the sword so that the tip of the sword was just facing the man's throat.
As long as he presses forward, Zhu Shilang will soon go to see his Confucius.
Whether he was tired from this posture or frightened by the emperor's words, a drop of sweat seeped out from his right temple, slid down the side of his face, and finally connected to his chin.
Zhu Song's ideas are suitable for every ruler. His requirements for himself are exactly what every emperor requires for his people.
But again, now is the time to fight for the world, and using the same method of governing the world will not work.
"Chen Xian, a member of the Ministry of Rites and Rites, please resign from the official family!"
Originally, everyone was very afraid... They, the people in the Ministry of Rites, usually had little power, but whenever peace was negotiated, they were the second ones to be reviled by the people all over the world.
The first one is naturally Prime Minister Qin.
Even people like Su Fu, whose grandfather's reputation was extremely high, couldn't avoid it, let alone people like them.
But at the same time, they can also be said to be the most resilient group of people in the Song Dynasty.
Are you really that comfortable after selling your country?
You have to be scolded on behalf of the emperor, you have to be angry with the golden man, and you have to endure the questioning of yourself when you return home.
It would be difficult for anyone to object to saying that they were the most aggrieved yamen in the Song Dynasty.
But why are they so aggrieved?
In addition to the people who originally wanted to negotiate peace, it was not because of their loyalty to his Zhao Guan family.
But now, the emperor has his sword against Zhu Song's throat...
I don't know whether it was because he was afraid of losing his temper, or because he really gave up and felt that it was boring. Anyway, the second person who made it difficult for the emperor to step down appeared.
When Chen Xian came out, he reminded everyone...
What is the biggest reason for their dismissal?
Isn’t it just that the law does not hold everyone accountable?
Now someone has taken the lead...
"Song Zhicai, a doctor in the Ministry of Rites, resigns from the official family!"
Song Zhicai has a pretty good name.
Soon, a crowd of people knelt down in the lobby of the Ministry of Ceremonies.
Even some officials, whether sincere or just following the general trend, started shouting.
Xiang Guangshi stared at one person and cursed another, but he still couldn't stop these people's actions.
Liu Bang stood up and glanced around the people around him. He couldn't see anything except the top of his head or the top of his head.
"It turns out that everyone is not bloodless."
The emperor said such words, which made all the ministers blush.
But most of them are still gritting their teeth and unwilling to compromise.
As Liu Bang, he liked this scene very much.
But as an emperor, he was still the emperor of the Song Dynasty, and he was extremely disgusted.
"That's all..."
Putting the sword back into its sheath, he turned around to leave, but then looked back at the plaque hanging in the lobby of the Ministry of Etiquette...
The writing was very sloppy and he had difficulty reading it.
I don’t know how long I watched it, but it took a lot of patience for him to recognize it.
No idleness, no waste.
He knew this word, and there were four words behind it: The king of the four barbarians came.
There is no idleness and no waste, and the king from all the barbarians comes.
If only it were that simple.
How proud he was of Pharmacist Guo just now, now he was slapped in the face so hard.
As soon as he stepped out of the gate of the Ministry of Rites, he said to Xiang Guangshi:
"Call them all back."
Seeing that the opportunity to make meritorious deeds was gone, Xiang Guangshi was not willing to do anything, so he hurriedly advised:
"The officials and the Ministry of Rites are full of rotten scholars. Let's go to the Ministry of War. The people in the Ministry of War are weak."
Come here yourself, the people here are so determined.
You can imagine how much pressure Yang Yizhong and the others must have encountered.
Liu Bang waved his hand: "If I don't tell you a second time, you should move faster."
After saying that, he climbed on the horse by himself, ignored everyone, and headed towards the palace.
In the lobby of the Ministry of Rites, everyone looked like soldiers returning from victory. After breathing a sigh of relief, they hurriedly helped Zhu Song up.
However, he saw that Zhu Shilang, who had been neither humble nor overbearing in front of the emperor just now, was now red-eyed.
"Brother Qiao Nian, you, what's wrong with you?"
"I should be happy when the officials wake up. Why do you look like this?"
Facing his friend's inquiry, Zhu Song forced out a smile: "The officials have woken up, but by acting like this, aren't we forcing your Majesty?"
"This is what a minister should do."
"Gentlemen, just now..." Zhu Song's smile turned into a bitter smile, "You really shouldn't imitate me."
"This time, I have to die to make my determination clear."
He still spoke calmly, but everyone started to panic.
