After a period of chaos, a group of imperial doctors rushed up carrying medicine boxes.
After a simple examination, Wei Yong was sent out with the help of a group of young eunuchs.
As for Wei Yong's men, they no longer even had the courage to look Lu Chen in the eye.
Originally, what they had planned today was that they would attack together and directly kill Lu Chen.
But who could have thought that Lu Chen would take the general's head in the midst of thousands of troops!
The leader has been killed, so what are they still waving flags and cheering?
Now, the way these imperial censors looked at Lu Chen was extremely fearful.
Even Prime Minister Sun was powerless when facing their siege.
On the other hand, Lu Chen was able to deal with it calmly. This man is really scary.
Of course, this was just the opinion of the censors. As for the other officials, there was a hint of intimacy in their eyes when they looked at Lu Chen.
How many officials in the imperial court have not been criticized by the censors?
The things these censors usually do are indeed quite hateful.
The so-called "rumor-mongering" means that people would dare to report any rumor they heard. The most excessive thing they did was to impeach an official from the Ministry of Works because the official had sexual discord with his wife.
Discussing such things in the court is simply murderous and heartbreaking. This also indirectly proves how unscrupulous these censors are.
Now there is finally someone who can give them a good scolding. It makes me feel happy just thinking about it!
What's more, Lu Chen was not just cursing, what he said was well-reasoned, especially the last few sentences, which directly pointed out that these imperial censors were all nobles, with high expectations but low skills, and had no idea how hard it was to herd the people for the emperor.
In the eyes of the censors, those officials in charge of specific affairs were just working dogs, and were naturally inferior to them, a group of nobles.
Now Lu Chen has mercilessly torn off the hypocritical veil of these people and directly pointed out that their political structure is not good. It is really gratifying!
At this moment, many officials smiled at each other and their familiar friends, and booked the Nuanxiang Pavilion for the evening, and would not go home until they were drunk!
The other officials' delight naturally couldn't be hidden from the censors. As the second-in-command of the Censorate, the Chief Censor gritted his teeth and stepped forward, saying, "Your Majesty, this Taoist priest Lu admitted that he doesn't know any immortal arts. Shouldn't he be allowed to take on the position of Imperial Master? Also, I heard he did mention that he wanted to refine some elixirs and requested a lot of medicinal herbs. This kind of thing can't be fake, right?"
As soon as these words were spoken, many people snorted coldly.
In the eyes of other officials, these civil servants in the Censorate are now desperate and are planning to harm others without benefiting themselves.
Although they cannot defeat Lu Chen, they should be able to prevent him from becoming the national teacher.
Li Zhuo's face was grim. He looked at the group of imperial censors in front of him and said in a deep voice, "When I first issued the imperial edict, I made it clear that whoever could pray for the rain would be appointed Imperial Master. This has nothing to do with whether or not one possesses magical skills. Are you, my dear ministers, trying to make me break my promise and enrich myself?"
"Your Majesty is the Supreme Ruler. Your words are golden. Of course you cannot go back on your word. This is against etiquette and law."
As the Minister of Rites, Jiang Tao felt that there was nothing wrong with him standing up at this time. He was able to get the position of Minister of Rites not only because he could flatter the emperor, but also because he knew how to guess the emperor's thoughts and knew when to stand up and speak for the emperor.
Li Zhuo nodded in satisfaction at Jiang Tao, then turned to look at the Censor-in-Chief who was speaking and said, "I am the Supreme Ruler. How can I not keep my word? If even I don't keep my word, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"
The Chief Censor's fighting ability was obviously not as good as Wei Yong's, at least he was suppressed by Li Zhuo.
Since he couldn't gain any advantage on the issue of the Imperial Master, the Chief Censor gritted his teeth and made a compromise, saying, "Let's not talk about the Imperial Master, but Your Majesty, you must never do such a ridiculous thing as refining elixirs to achieve immortality."
"Why?" Li Zhuo almost couldn't help but blurt out this question.
He was so angry. As one of the most powerful people in the world, he felt that he was rich and should have a share of every benefit in the world. Why couldn't he, as an emperor, live forever?
But the lessons of the past are all recorded in history books, and he really doesn't know how to refute this statement.
At this time, Lu Chen took the initiative to speak: "Your Majesty, let me explain this matter in detail."
Is Lu Chen finally going to talk about refining the elixir? The numerous civil and military officials and royal relatives present were all shocked.
Lu Chen pulled out a small bottle from his bosom, shook it in his hand and said, "This is what I refined. It's not some magical pill, and it won't increase a person's lifespan for nothing."
Lu Chen always felt that he should not be too mythical, and it was better to make some things clear.
Because it is too mythical, the imperial power will feel threatened.
This is a very scary thing, because imperial power can be cannibalistic.
This is a problem that can be solved by science, there is no need to rely on theology.
But just as he finished speaking, Prince Duan, who was standing at the front, came out with a smile and said, "Master Lu, there's no need to be so modest. The elixir you refined cured the little prince's illness. We all know this."
A group of people hurriedly nodded at Lu Chen and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, Immortal Master is very capable, we all know it. We are all discerning people, and there are not many old people like Wei Yong who are dim-sighted. Immortal Master, don't worry, our dynasty can still accommodate capable people."
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