After Wang Ji's skillful persuasion, the scholars gathered at the Li residence all agreed to establish a school. However, their biggest concern at the moment was still about privileges and official positions.
If these two issues cannot be resolved, these people will face difficulties for a long time to come.
This was naturally unacceptable to everyone.
However, after much discussion, the scholars were still unable to come up with a suitable solution.
Finally, Han Ping looked at everyone and said in a deep voice, "Gentlemen, given the current situation, it seems that it will not work to have the students of the Imperial Academy and other students petition."
The only solution now is to first use public opinion to prevent relatives of the imperial family and the empress dowager from entering officialdom, thus suppressing the empress dowager's influence!
"At this point, there's no other way!"
Everyone nodded in unison, and no one raised any objection to spreading rumors.
After a brief discussion, no one wanted to linger any longer, and they all dispersed.
After leaving the Li residence, Han Ping did not rush back home. Instead, he wandered around and arrived at a house deep in a small alley.
Standing in front of the courtyard gate, Han Ping hesitated for a moment before slowly raising his arm and knocking on the gate.
"Knock knock knock~!"
The dull knocking sound was especially clear in the quiet of the night.
Soon, the sound of footsteps came from inside the courtyard.
The courtyard gate opened, and a young man dressed in a scholar's robe saw Han Ping standing in front of the gate and a smile appeared on his lips.
"So it's Patriarch Han, please come in!!"
Han Ping didn't speak, but merely glanced at the other person before stepping inside.
"Master Han, my master is waiting in the study. Please come with me!"
After closing the courtyard gate, the young scholar approached Han Ping with a smile, his words suggesting that he had already anticipated Han Ping's arrival.
Han Ping nodded and followed the man to the door of the study in the back hall.
The man stepped forward, gently knocked on the door, and said in a low voice:
"Sir, Patriarch Han has arrived!"
"Please come in!!"
A slightly hoarse voice reached Han Ping's ears, causing him to frown.
The man then pushed open the door and stepped aside, saying, "Patriarch Han, please!"
Han Ping glanced at the interior of the study, then lifted his robe and stepped inside.
The young scholar quietly closed the door and then quickly left.
Inside the study, a middle-aged man nearing forty sat upright at his desk, smiling as he watched Han Ping enter.
This man is named Feng Sheng, and he is the head of the Feng family in Qinghe County.
Feng Sheng stood up, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Han Ping, and then offered a single-handed salute.
"Brother Han, please have a seat!"
"Brother Feng, you're too kind!"
Han Ping cupped his hands in greeting to Feng Sheng, then knelt down opposite Feng Sheng.
After the two were seated, Feng Sheng looked at Han Ping and asked with a smile, "Brother Han, have you come to a realization?"
Han Ping looked at Feng Sheng with a solemn expression: "I am willing to cooperate with you, but what I want to know is, what benefits can you offer me?"
"What does Brother Han desire?"
Feng Sheng smiled slightly, looked at Han Ping, and asked a question instead of answering.
Han Ping narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth, saying, "I will exterminate the entire Yuan and Cao families, leaving not a single one alive!"
"The Yuan family, the Cao family...?"
Feng Sheng was also slightly taken aback, and looked at Han Ping with some suspicion.
He was somewhat puzzled as to why Han Ping had risked everything to cooperate with them, not for power or fame, but simply to exterminate the Yuan family.
"The Yuan family caused my son's serious injury... I hate them so much I could tear them apart and devour their flesh..."
Realizing that Feng Sheng didn't quite trust him, Han Ping had no choice but to tell Feng Sheng about his son's injury.
"Oh, I see. The Yuan and Cao families are arrogant and disdainful of everyone. They really can't be allowed to live!"
After learning about Han Ping's son's situation, Feng Sheng completely put aside his doubts.
Han Ping's only son is not only paralyzed, but also has lost his fertility. Given his age, it is unlikely that he can have another child.
This is truly a case of being cut off from all descendants; no wonder Han Ping hates the Yuan and Cao families so much.
Thinking of this, Feng Sheng's gaze towards Han Ping also carried a hint of sympathy.
"Enough, let's not talk about this today!"
Meeting Feng Sheng's gaze, Han Ping waved his hand somewhat awkwardly, then looked at Feng Sheng and said in a deep voice:
"Please tell us, Brother Feng, how should we proceed from now on?"
Feng Sheng nodded, then said in a deep voice, "The King of Bohai has already secretly made contact with some families in Qingzhou, Jizhou, and Yanzhou, but many people still have illusions about the court and the emperor."
Therefore, we need Brother Han to step forward, explain the seriousness of the situation, and persuade them to abandon darkness and embrace the light, so as to restore the true legitimacy of the Han Dynasty!
Han Ping frowned slightly: "I'm afraid this matter will not be easy. Those people are always short-sighted and value their lives. Advice alone will hardly be effective!"
Feng Sheng smiled slightly: "Brother Han, do not worry. You only need to establish communication with him. You can leave everything else to us!"
Upon hearing this, Han Ping's heart stirred slightly, as if he vaguely guessed the other party's intentions.
It seems that Feng Sheng and the King of Bohai are planning to use me to obtain those people's handwriting and then try to forcibly tie them to themselves.
Although this would make him a target of public criticism, Han Ping didn't care anymore. He was already a man without descendants, so what was there to be afraid of?
At this moment, Han Ping had only one obsession: to completely exterminate the Yuan and Cao families.
Upon returning to his residence, Han Ping plunged into his study, only emerging the next morning looking haggard, carrying a stack of secret letters.
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