Chapter 710: Chapter 421: When the time comes, heaven and earth work together
On the Golden Hall, there was a deathly silence.
The annual Great Court Meeting should have been the liveliest time.
But at this moment, an extreme stillness spread within the hall, and all the courtiers dared not even take a deep breath.
For twenty years, people said Li Xuanjing was a treacherous courtier.
But the so-called treachery was merely relying on the Emperor’s favor to harm the officials and nobles in the court.
Today, they finally understood what a truly treacherous courtier was.
A truly treacherous courtier distorts the facts, overturns order, and in front of so many officials, brutally tramples the dignity of an Emperor; since recorded history, he has reached the pinnacle of treachery.
When people speak of treacherous courtiers in later generations, they might never bypass his name.
The Capital Governor and the two Junior Governors... all rose to power during the "Dual Kings’ Rebellion".
At that time, the Minister of Justice was still immensely powerful; it’s presumed that he arranged for his confidants to ascend to high positions then.
How many officials benefited from that incident, and how many within this hall are his men?
The Xia Emperor’s complexion was indescribably ugly, a destructive aura instantly enveloped the entire hall, he glared at that figure and gritted his teeth, saying: "Li Xuanjing, do you intend to rebel?"
"I think the one rebelling is the Emperor!"
A voice filled with anger suddenly erupted in the ears of everyone; this sentence, with the Vast Sound’s empowerment, not only clearly reached the ears of officials inside and outside the hall, but also all citizens in Chang’an City heard the Right Prime Minister’s words.
"What?"
"Isn’t there a Great Court Meeting being held in the palace? What happened?"
"Rebellion, the Emperor, the Emperor wants to rebel, what’s going on?"
"It’s the Right Prime Minister’s voice, the Right Prime Minister finally turned against the Emperor!"
"Will the Right Prime Minister end up like Great Scholar Su?"
...
The whole of Chang’an erupted into immense chaos because of this sentence, while within the grand hall, it remained silent enough to hear a pin drop.
The Minister of Justice distorts the facts.
The Right Prime Minister says the Emperor wants to rebel.
Crazy, they’ve all gone crazy!
The officials standing inside and outside the hall at this moment only regretted why they had to be present here.
The Xia Emperor, eyes blood-red, stared at the Right Prime Minister and asked, "Pei Hao, what did you say?"
The Right Prime Minister stood before the grand hall, his body surging with Vast Qi, directly facing the Xia Emperor, loudly stating: "The world belongs to the people of the world, not just to you alone, Li Chen. You wish to abolish the new law and restart the old laws, first ask if the people of the world agree!"
"Good!"
"Well said!"
In various parts of Chang’an, countless people heard these words and couldn’t help but cheer.
The Right Prime Minister’s words spoke to their hearts, making their eyes well up with tears.
In this world, there is ultimately someone who always cares about the common people...
"Good, good, good!"
Inside the grand hall, the Xia Emperor looked at the Right Prime Minister, sneering twice, said: "Rebellion, everyone is rebelling. I want to see, apart from Pei Hao, what other rebels are in this court? If you dare, stand out so I can take a good look!"
As soon as the words fell, his complexion slightly changed.
An elderly figure stood beside the Right Prime Minister.
The Left Prime Minister stroked his beard and said: "If this is rebellion, you can count me in..."
The next moment, from inside his body, a sweeping aura burst forth, and his presence was not at all weaker than the Right Prime Minister’s.
"Semi-Saint!"
"The Left Prime Minister has also become a Semi-Saint!"
On the court, all the officials could no longer hold back, letting out a thunderous uproar.
A single Confucian Semi-Saint was enough to shock anyone, yet the Left and Right Prime Ministers both advancing to Confucian Semi-Saints is something that has never occurred since the founding of Daxia!
"Count me in too."
"When my teacher rebels, how could the disciple not follow?"
"Count us in as well."
More and more officials stepped out from the crowd to stand behind the Left and Right Prime Ministers.
Some were the disciples of these two, others Confucian officials from the Imperial Censorate, but their number was not large, only around twenty or thirty.
At the Great Court Meeting, the number of officials inside and outside the hall added up to over a thousand, making the twenty or thirty standing behind the Left and Right Prime Ministers seem just a meager few.
The Xia Emperor took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said: "Rebellion is a capital crime. If you seek death, I shall grant it!"
As soon as the words fell, an immensely powerful aura pressed down on these people.
Under the pressure of this aura, almost all the officials present knelt down.
The Vast Qi within the Left and Right Prime Ministers surged to resist this oppressive force, but even though both had the cultivation of Confucian Semi-Saints, they still seemed insufficient before this power.
However, in the next moment, the two suddenly felt the pressure lighten a bit.
Li Nuo glanced at the Left and Right Prime Ministers beside him and gave them a bright smile.
"Semi-Saint!"
"Another Confucian Semi-Saint!"
Sensing the Confucian Semi-Saint aura from Li Nuo, the Xia Emperor’s expression remained cold, saying, "Do you think the three of you can contend with me?"
His dragon robe flapped loudly as white hair fluttered. At the same time, Li Nuo felt an increased pressure, suggesting that even three Confucian Semi-Saints were not a small gap compared to the current Emperor of Daxia.
He was about to mobilize the forces of Legalism and Mohism to resist when suddenly the mountainous pressure from the front disappeared completely.
As usual, that figure stood in front of him once more.
"Semi-Saint!"
"Still a Confucian Semi-Saint!"
"A Semi-Saint more powerful than the Left and Right Prime Ministers!"
Amidst the uproar in the hall, the Xia Emperor’s expression dramatically changed, exclaiming, "Impossible, how is this possible!"
If Li Xuanjing was a Semi-Saint of the Medical School, Yin Yang School, or School of Cross and Vertical, he wouldn’t be surprised, but it was impossible for him to be a Semi-Saint of Legalism and Confucianism!
Over the years, he had ordered him to kill so many Confucian officials, including great scholars of the Fifth Realm; his foundations in Confucianism and Legalism were utterly destroyed. How could he be a Confucian Semi-Saint?
At this moment, the shock of the courtiers in the hall was no less than that of the Xia Emperor.
A Confucian Semi-Saint, Minister of Justice Li Xuanjing is a Confucian Semi-Saint!
The shock of this event to them was no less than seeing the sun rising in the west and rivers flowing backward!
Li Nuo looked at the figure that drew everyone’s attention, feeling something strange in his heart.
In the past, it was always him in that position on such occasions.
This time, however, it became his father’s backdrop.
But after all, it’s his father, so it’s not disgraceful...
Soon, however, he realized that the strange feeling seemed to come from the Law Code...
Below the Xia Emperor, two figures’ gazes also rested on Li Xuanjing.
King Gong’s eyes widened in terror, even forgetting to breathe, his mind constantly repeating one sentence.
Li Xuanjing is a Confucian Semi-Saint, Li Xuanjing is a Confucian Semi-Saint, how is this possible, how is this possible...
King Chun’s expression was complex, and he sighed deeply, thinking: "Xuanjing must have suffered a lot over these years..."
After Minister of Justice Li Xuanjing revealed his Confucian Semi-Saint cultivation, the uproar inside and outside the hall fell into silence once again after a brief commotion.
Who would have thought that the minister, scorned as a traitor for twenty years, turned out to be a Confucian Semi-Saint?
At this moment, no explanation was needed.
Once he revealed his Confucian Semi-Saint cultivation, everything needed no further explanation.
Over these years, Lord Li must have had his reasons for acting as he did.
A deathly silence reigned in the hall.
In this silence, steady footsteps sounded.
The Chief of Staff of the Ministry of Justice stepped out from among the rebels.
One.
Two.
Three...
One after another, figures emerged from the crowd; they came from the Ministry of Revenue, the Ministry of Rites, Taichang Si, Guanglu Si, the Ministry of Justice, Capital Prefecture, Capital County Government, and various states outside the capital...
Tendrils of Vast Qi emanated from these officials.
Most of them possessed only the Initial Realm of Confucian cultivation, but a few had reached the Third Realm or Fourth Realm of Confucianism.
Countless eyes looked on in shock at this scene, including the Left and Right Prime Ministers, who had not anticipated that the court had concealed so many Confucian officials.
Quickly, over a hundred figures gathered behind them.
The gathering of so much Vast Qi formed an overwhelming momentum, completely suppressing the aura emitted by the Xia Emperor. He fell back onto the Dragon Chair, clutching the armrest, veins bulging on his forearm, yet still unable to stand.
Under the influence of these auras, some officials without any trace of Vast Qi also gritted their teeth and stepped out to stand behind the rebel ranks.
One hundred people.
Two hundred people.
Three hundred people.
Five hundred people.
...
As more and more people stepped out, it seemed to trigger a kind of effect; the crowd gradually began to surge toward the so-called "rebel ranks," and as the numbers grew, their expressions changed from fear to excitement.
Could they actually pull down such a powerful Emperor from the Imperial Throne?
At the front of the crowd, Li Nuo turned back and glanced, his face showing a solemn expression.
With top-tier Semi-Saint cultivation from the School of Cross and Vertical, achieving this wouldn’t be difficult.
But from beginning to end, he hadn’t sensed a hint of power belonging to the School of Cross and Vertical...
