Tsk tsk tsk.
He really came.
Although Kong Lingda kept saying that he wanted to retire and return home.
In the end, I still wanted to give it a try, a desperate attack.
hehe.
Old thing.
You've been working in vain!
Yan Jiaoran is very confident in Qin Yuan's method.
She suppressed her joy, pretended to be very surprised, and said puzzledly:
"My dear ministers, what are you doing?"
"If you have a memorial, just say it. Why make such a big fuss?"
"Do you know what this means?"
Yan Jiaoran became more and more excited as she spoke. She gathered all her strength and slammed her delicate hands heavily on the armrests of the dragon throne.
"Are you trying to force the emperor to abdicate and rebel?"
The words fell.
The whole room was silent!
Everyone's breathing stagnated as they stared blankly at the empress sitting on the dragon throne.
Her delicate face was as frosty as ice, and she was filled with murderous intent!
The Empress has already said this, so there must be a reasonable explanation today.
Otherwise, the hat of "forcing the emperor to abdicate and plotting rebellion" would be put on the heads of the Left Prime Minister Kong Lingda and his party.
In response to this, Yang Yingguang curled his lips in disdain.
Greed blinds one's mind.
How could such a stupid move be made?
If there is no proper result this time, the Kong family will be finished.
Before they knew it, everyone held their breath and fixed their gazes on Kong Lingda.
Under the watchful eyes of the public.
Kong Lingda looked calm and walked out slowly.
“Step—”
"Deng——"
His steps were slow and firm, one step after another, until he reached the golden steps.
Then he took a deep breath and said loudly:
"Your Majesty, I have a memorial to report!"
"Since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, we have long suffered from the different styles of memorials!"
Good job!
Are you serious about this?
They never expected that the Left Prime Minister Kong Lingda would actually dare to gamble with this matter!
To be fair, Kong Lingda was the left prime minister, above the emperor and below ten thousand people, and he had already achieved success and fame.
Why not take advantage of Murong Yanran's rising momentum and retreat bravely? Why bother to get involved in this matter?
Countless bloody lessons have proven that whoever touches the issue of unifying the writing style of memorials will die!
How could Kong Lingda be so brave?
Did he really come up with a brilliant solution to this problem?
Impossible!
The three-no officials who originally just wanted to watch the show were all stunned and couldn't believe it at all.
Yan Jiaoran started performing again.
He immediately exclaimed, "Zuo Xiang, are you serious?!"
After she finished speaking, she took another deep breath, looked at Kong Lingda with interest, and said with concern: "Left Prime Minister, you are also an old man in the court. This matter is of great importance and cannot be treated lightly!"
"If you haven't thought it through, you can go back and think about it again."
"I didn't hear clearly what you just said."
Although Yan Jiaoran looked very anxious and her eyes were full of worry, her voice was clearly filled with teasing and sarcasm!
Lei Fenkai grinned and shouted:
"Master Kong, although people often say that a gentleman's word is as good as gold."
"But you are different. At your age, it is inevitable that you will be confused. Don't worry, I will understand you later."
Lei Fenkai pressed the joints of his hands until they crackled, and said slowly, "Don't worry, Mr. Kong. If you just say a word, no one here will remember what you just said!"
After saying this, he swept his tiger eyes around and heard voices of agreement everywhere.
"That's what Master Lei said!"
"What happened just now? I'm hard of hearing, I really don't know..."
"Master Kong, please think twice..."
“…”
This whole ordeal was tantamount to roasting Kong Lingda on the fire.
Even if he really regretted it, he couldn't take back what he had said.
Otherwise, how could he survive in the Great Zhou and command all the officials?
Although his ears were filled with sarcastic voices, Kong Lingda did not show any sign of annoyance or anxiety. He just raised his eyes calmly and looked around.
Wherever his eyes fell, all the officials were horrified, trembling all over, and dared not speak anymore.
Then, he turned around, looked at Yan Jiaoran, and said passionately:
"Since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, hundreds of schools of thought have emerged, hundreds of boats have competed for the current, countless heroes have gathered, and countless people have founded their own schools. The world's literature has its own unique style."
"However, since there are so many schools of thought, and officials all have their own teachers, each school has its own writing style."
"As a result, the styles of court documents varied greatly, with punctuation and pausing differing dramatically, leading to frequent misinterpretations and misunderstandings."
"In order to reduce misunderstandings caused by misinterpretations, it is often necessary to recall all officials to the capital and question them in person."
"Not only did this waste a great deal of time, it also caused enormous trouble for the court. Officials from all over the country were suffering terribly!"
"Therefore, for the development of Great Zhou literature, to reduce constraints and smoothly implement the Great Zhou's policies."
"Now, I, an old minister, will not hesitate to risk my life to make direct appeals. I am willing to do my utmost to help the court resolve this difficult situation!"
"I hope Your Majesty will agree!"
Every word of these words was full of gems, revealing his utter loyalty and noble sentiments of worrying about the country and the people.
After the success, he made a great contribution unprecedented in history and became the greatest civil official of the time.
Even though he failed, his name will be recorded in history as a literary hero and a role model for all scholars in the world!
This deal is a huge profit!
Yan Jiaoran was also deeply moved, tears welling in her eyes as she laughed heartily, "Left Prime Minister, you are so devoted to your country. I am deeply grateful. You are truly a role model for the world!"
The Empress had spoken, and others also began to praise her:
"The Left Prime Minister's loyalty to the country and the people is truly shameful..."
"Left Prime Minister Gao Yi!"
"If Heaven had not given birth to a Prime Minister, the Way of Literature would have endured in darkness forever!"
"Could it be that the Left Prime Minister is the reincarnation of Meng Sheng? Only then could he be capable of such a heroic act of sacrificing his life for justice!"
“…”
A group of people were talking at once, boasting a lot.
If this were to reach the ears of Confucius, he would probably have opened the coffin lid on the spot!
Even though Yan Jiaoran was a veteran and experienced, she couldn't help feeling a little elated. I really don't know how Kong Lingda held back. He still looked unmoved and calm.
This skill of nourishing qi is truly amazing!
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