1241: C1241 When the wedding is going on

C1241 When the wedding is going on

Xianyang City, Yi Zheng Palace!

"Prince Consort, did you see that? These are the great scholars who have enjoyed the glory of living through the ages and taught the world how to behave."

said in a sarcastic tone as he looked at the scholars who, in order to protect his own life, had used all their strength to slander the Xiao Zhongyuan father and son, and tried their best to shift the blame to him.

"To be honest, they're just a bunch of treacherous youngsters full of benevolent morals, full of male bandits and female prostitutes. This is why His Majesty wants to use the bloody methods of burning books and rigging scholars to weaken their influence over the empire."

Nodding his head, Yu Haoran did not say anything else.

Because the reason why he was so patient in retaliating against Xiao Zhongyuan just now was to give the Qin Emperor a reasonable excuse to eliminate the worms in the Confucian Dao.

Actually, Confucianism is indeed the saintly way of governing a country. It is just that it has been read incorrectly by a lot of scholars with greed and greed.

"Prince Consort, luckily Xiao Zhongyuan was so angry that he died early!"

Hearing the indifference between Meng Zhengkai and his, Prince Yi Feng hurriedly came over and sighed.

"Else, I'm afraid that I would have vomited blood and died from anger after seeing the faces of my fellow comrades and friends."

"No way!"

Facing the Prince Yi Feng's laments, Yu Haoran shook his head and said.

"Actually, Xiao Zhongyuan is an extremely smart person. He had already seen through their intentions and expressions, he wouldn't be angry at them for slandering him and turning the tables on him."

After hearing Yu Haoran's evaluation of Xiao Zhongyuan, Prince Yi Feng and Meng Zhengkai could not help but feel astonished.

Turning his head to look at the Yan Clan's Ancestor, Yu Haoran chuckled and did not say anything else.

The shrewd Prince Yi Feng realized something from the Yan Clan Ancestor's actions and raised his head to look at Xiao Zhongyuan, who was standing in the great hall with grievances. His eyes revealed a trace of admiration.

Seeing these old people who had once been officials for dozens of years, most of them with heads full of white hair, in order to be able to live on for a few more days, abandoning the integrity that the Confucianism had always stuck to, trampling on the last bit of conscience that humanity had, the coldness in the Emperor's eyes became sharper, and the loathing in his heart became stronger.

"Director Jiang!" The Qin Emperor ordered with a hoarse voice.

"This old servant is here!" Kneeling on the ground, Director Jiang responded with a hint of excitement.

"Order people to hang Xiao Zhongyuan's body on the city walls, to let the wind blow, to let the rain fall, to let the lightning strike, to let others spit on it, to never be buried!"

"This old servant obeys!"

Director Jiang did not immediately get up after hearing the order. He knew that there was still an imperial edict that had yet to be issued.

"Also, write down the details of the facts inside the Memory Crystal and post them on the city wall at the same time. Let the world know what kind of trash Xiao Jiufa, who is renowned throughout the world, is, and let all the scholars in the world know how sad and furious Zhen is."

"This old servant obeys!"

After settling Xiao Zhongyuan's matter, the Qin Emperor looked at the 137 people kneeling on the ground, without concealing the killing intent in his eyes.

"Old Prime Minister, on account of the friendship between our former colleagues and our schoolmates, please beg for us pitiful people to return on their behalf!" After seeing the Qin Emperor's murderous gaze, a scholar who had a good relationship with the Yan Clan Ancestor immediately moved his knees in front of him and begged while kowtowing with all his might.

The actions of this great scholar had also given the other great scholars hope of survival. They were all pleading to those who had all sorts of feelings and relationships with each other.

"Old Marshal Meng!"

"Prince Yi Feng!"

"General Gu!"

"AHH!"2

Regarding this, the Qin Emperor didn't order anyone to stop them. He only coldly continued to look at these people's ugly expressions. At the same time, he also wanted to see who would dare to go out of their way to plead for them.

Fortunately, the Qin Emperor was very satisfied in the end and even Gu Chang, who had expressed his dissatisfaction with Yu Haoran before, chose to remain silent.

"In your list of nine counts of crimes against Prince Consort, each crime has to be committed by the Prince Consort. Each crime has to involve the nine counts of Prince Consort."

The Qin Emperor slowly stood up from the Dragon Throne and said condescendingly.

"Now, I shall fulfill your wish. Not only will I sentence you all to death, I will also implicate your entire clan."

After hearing the final punishment issued by the Qin Emperor, some of the noblemen, who had poor mental fortitude, immediately fell to the ground while crying bitterly.

Meanwhile, some of the more vicious scholars wanted to rely on their Martial King and Martial King's strength to break through the encirclement.

However, when he saw Director Jiang, who had left the great hall for some unknown reason, lead five hundred Martial King s and Martial Saint realm guards into the great hall, he finally gave up on resisting and allowed the guards to suppress him and bring him out of the hall.

The ninth day of the tenth month of the Lunar New Year.

Yu Haoran, who had not slept at all during the night, had already changed into a sky-blue robe early in the morning with a Soaring Cloud Flood Dragon's jade pendant hanging around his waist. Wearing a beautiful red flower on his chest, he stood in the front hall of the Prince Consort's Residence with a depressed expression on his face.

"Yu Haoran, I'm warning you, if you dare to remove the red flower in front of your chest, be careful that I don't spank you in front of everyone here." Seeing Yu Haoran's left hand secretly grabbing the red flower ribbon, planning to pluck the red flower, Yu Siqi immediately turned and threatened angrily.

With regards to this, Yu Haoran was so depressed that he wanted to call out his second doppelg?nger to marry him and throw him away.

"Ninth Junior Brother!"

Just as Yu Haoran was about to vomit blood, he suddenly heard senior brother Chu Zhongyu's voice, making him feel extremely happy.

"Sis, Qing Yunfeng's seniors and juniors are here. I'll go welcome them."

Without even giving Yu Siqi the chance to reply, Yu Haoran immediately rushed out of the hall and took the opportunity to pluck the breast flower from her chest.

"Eldest Brother, Second Brother, Junior Brother Gongsun, Junior Sister Gongsun!" Facing Chu Zhongyu and the rest whose faces were still filled with shock, Yu Haoran smiled and greeted them.

However, when he saw that the person in his hope did not follow Chu Zhongyu and the others, a trace of disappointment flashed past his eyes.

"Ninth Junior Brother, I hope that you and Princess Ling Fei can get along well after a hundred years.

As Yu Haoran's strength and status became stronger and more influential, the pressure on Chu Zhongyu and the others became heavier and heavier.

When he saw Yu Haoran, who was all smiles and took the initiative to welcome him, the things that he had prepared beforehand could not be said. In the end, he could only say a few words of congratulations.

Regarding this, Yu Haoran asked without the slightest surprise.

"Eldest Senior Brother, is Master still not back yet?"

Nodding his head, Chu Zhongyu wanted to say more but in the end, he was unable to say anything.

"Senior Brothers, since Master is not here, then Eldest Brother must be the representative of our sect and sit in the VIP seats. As the man's family, you guys must do some things for Junior Brother."

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