I, the prince, only want to be deposed.

Chapter 192 The big man's spray is useless

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Liu Che was drinking tea and frowning, imagining how he would deal with such a problem if he were faced with it.

He had already sensed the sixty-year-old man's sinister tactics after only listening to two sentences. He thought that if it were him, he should have immediately changed the subject and switched the subject when answering the second question, thereby disrupting the other party's rhythm and preventing him from moving on to the third question.

As a result, Liu Ju did not seem to realize the seriousness of the problem and even gave the sixty-year-old man the opportunity to move on to the next question.

In Liu Che's view, when things had developed to this point, Liu Ju had already lost completely.

He couldn't even carry the first person, and could only take the beatings the rest of the way...

"This rebellious son was eloquent and had a brilliant mind before me, but how come he became as limp as a sick cat in front of these sour scholars and couldn't even make it through a round?"

"Is it because I treat him too well that he dares to disobey me?"

Thinking of this, Liu Che immediately became unhappy again. He had originally planned to take action at the right time, but he temporarily decided to let Liu Ju experience the dangers of the world more deeply, the deeper the better.

In such contrast.

This rebellious son can better understand what fatherly love is like a mountain, and know who was the person who had allowed him to be so successful and at a loss as to when to advance or retreat!

then.

He heard the third question, and then heard Liu Ju's words, "You are so filial! I am really curious, did the Shi family give birth to you or raise you to make you so filial to him?"

"Ku..."

Liu Che lost control of himself for a moment and accidentally choked on his breath.

The tea spurted out of his mouth, and Liu Che quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth to prevent it from making too much noise.

Even so, the tea still wet his hands, soaked the clothes on his chest, and even his beard was covered with drops of water, making him look miserable.

"His Majesty!"

Su Wen was also stunned by Liu Ju's strange question, but before he had time to think, he was immediately pulled back by Liu Che's stitch in the side. He hurried forward and wiped the tea for Liu Che with a towel while gently stroking Liu Che's back.

"Keep your voice down so no one outside can hear you!"

Liu Che lowered his voice and glared.

"Yes, I am anxious for the moment..."

Su Wen felt that his voice just now was not loud, but whatever Liu Che said was what he should do, so he just admitted his mistake.

"I will go get some clean clothes for your Majesty. But if you change clothes here, I'm afraid your Majesty will catch a cold. Would you mind moving away for a while?"

"Forget it, let's just put up with it for a while."

Liu Che waved his hand indifferently and immediately asked again,
"You heard what that rebellious son said just now, didn't you?"

"I heard it clearly. Your Highness asked them why they were so filial to the Shi family, but the Shi family gave birth to them or raised them..."

"..."

Only after hearing this did Liu Che confirm that he had not heard wrongly.

But what is the logic behind this statement?

What's the point?

How can this statement be used to answer the question raised by that sour Confucian scholar? It seems irrelevant.

It seems that this is no longer just a question of whether the ideas are clear or not?
And from the perspective of the dry Confucian scholar, Liu Che even felt a little angry:

"I am clearly standing on the high ground of benevolence and morality to argue with you. What does this have to do with whether I am filial to the historian? Aren't you just being unreasonable?"

"Why should I reason with such a person who doesn't know what's going on?"

"Is he sick or am I sick?"

……

"???"

"!!!"

Prime Minister Zhao Zhou and Imperial Censor Shi Qing looked at each other in bewilderment when they heard this. They watched helplessly as Liu Ju fell into the trap of the sixty-year-old man and was forced into a corner by this group of sour Confucian scholars.

At this moment, he also believed that Liu Ju had been defeated in the first confrontation and was worried about him.

Unexpectedly, Liu Ju said something shocking again, and it was something completely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

It felt like a person was surrounded by a group of people and kicked in a circle, but he suddenly slipped out and lay on the ground, then used an unexpected bone-shrinking skill to squeeze out from between the legs of these people like a loach, and punched them on the back of the head, saying, "What's so great about kicking? Let's fight!"

"???"

"!!!"

The group of Confucian scholars and scholars of the Imperial Academy were also stunned for a moment. It took them several breaths to finally react. They began to argue loudly one after another:
"What are you talking about? What does the two have to do with each other?"

"We are asking whether you are unfilial. How can this be taken away from whether we are filial to the historian?"

"We are only discussing filial piety. We are arguing about principles, not a particular family or a particular person!"

"Don't talk about other things, just stick to the facts..."

"..."

Some of these Imperial Academy Confucian scholars and virtuous writers had obviously started to get carried away. As they argued loudly, veins in their temples bulged and they shouted until they were hoarse.

It is conceivable that if Liu Ju was not the crown prince and this was the Xuanshi Hall, it would probably be inappropriate to start personal attacks directly, and by this time someone would definitely have started swearing.

However, in the face of all the saliva and angry eyes, Liu Ju remained calm and smiled at Zhao Zhou and Shi Qing:

"Lord Zhao, Lord Shi, didn't we agree to come one by one? How can the court meeting go on if they are so unruly? Whose questions should I listen to?" "Your Highness is absolutely right."

Zhao Zhou and Shi Qing finally realized their responsibilities after hearing this, and shouted loudly:

"quiet!"

"How can you make a scene in the imperial palace? The court has its own rules. Everyone present is a virtuous and upright person of high moral character and profound knowledge. Don't you have any rules at all?"

"Since this is a court meeting, each of you has the opportunity to speak. You may speak only when it is your turn. If anyone dares to make a noise without permission, he will be immediately expelled from the Xuanshi Hall!"

For a moment, the Xuanshi Hall returned to peace.

All that could be heard was the heavy breathing of some of the Confucian scholars and virtuous writers from the Imperial Academy, who had just shouted too loudly.

"Mr. Zhao, you can continue."

Seeing that the situation was maintained, Zhao Zhou looked at the old man who had just questioned Liu Ju one-on-one and made a gesture of invitation.

The old man seemed to have his train of thought interrupted. He took two deep breaths, then pondered for a moment before continuing:

"Your Highness, we have no relationship with the historians, and we have no filial piety, so the idea of ​​filial piety is completely nonsense..."

As a result, he didn't even have time to finish his words.

Liu Ju sneered again, with a completely indifferent expression:

"Tsk, that's funny, what does it have to do with me?"

"???"

The old man blushed when he heard this, and his body shook involuntarily.

Wasn't it you who brought this up first?!
What does it have to do with you now? What on earth do you want to do?
A group of Confucian scholars and virtuous men of letters from the Imperial Academy also felt their chests swell. Some of them could not help but want to stand up and refute Liu Ju, with their mouths even open.

As a result, Zhao Zhou and Shi Qing glanced over with cold eyes.

"..."

Seeing this, these people had to shut up and sit back obediently.

For them, one can only have a few opportunities to enter the Xuanshi Hall in his lifetime. If he was expelled without saying a word, that would be a real loss. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he would regret it for the rest of his life.

So, just be patient for now, and don't lose the big picture for the small.

When it is your turn later, you will naturally have the opportunity to show your abilities.

Prince, then you will know what it means to be strong and have iron teeth, and what it means that good cannot prevail over evil!
After a few more breaths.

"Your Highness!"

The old man's chest began to rise and fall more, and his tone became much higher. He glared at Liu Ju and said directly:
"In today's court meeting, I was just discussing the matter at hand. This is a matter of great national significance. How can Your Highness make a fuss in public? Is this the style of Your Highness as the crown prince of the Han Dynasty?!"

Liu Ju grinned again and said with a hint of grievance:

"Just stick to the facts, why are you so angry and starting personal attacks? You are really a virtuous and talented person who has been selected through many levels of selection, is that all?"

"Old man! Old man! Old man!"

The old man had obviously never confronted various trolls in Tieba forums in his life, so he had no clear understanding of the combat effectiveness of trolls like Liu Ju who had mastered the "Six Arts of a Gentleman on the Internet".

To the point that he could no longer bear it and his face kept changing between red and white.

He opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word. He even staggered back two steps, holding his chest with his hands in pain, as if he was going to die in the next second.

"Alright, alright, even though you have many misunderstandings about me, I still understand the principle of respecting the elderly and loving the young."

Liu Ju saw that the opponent's mentality had completely collapsed at this moment. It was meaningless to continue to fight him, so he immediately used the execution skill from the "Six Arts of a Cyber ​​Gentleman":

"It's okay if you win, right? I admit defeat. I am unfilial and unworthy of being the crown prince of the Han Dynasty. Are you satisfied now?"

"If you are satisfied, sit down and take a rest. You are already old, don't let your body get hurt because of a momentary anger. I will feel bad about it."

"next."

It's really vulnerable. You still need to practice, old comrade.

My "Six Arts of an Internet Gentleman" consists of six routines, namely, classics, filial piety, urgency, joy, tension, and winning.

And before the time travel, the Six Arts had further developed and evolved, with the addition of two more routines: Pi and Ma.

In addition, there is a routine specifically used to provoke a fight: "What did the original god do to you?"

As a result, this old comrade couldn't even handle the four routines, and directly let Liu Ju enter the execution stage. It seems that the professional quality of the big man's sprayer still has a lot of room for improvement.

As for what is reasonable or not, filial piety or not, what kind of subsequent impact will this court meeting bring, and whether he can still be the crown prince in the future...

It doesn't matter. Why should you care about this?
next moment.

"You and I……"

The old man's eyes were already bloodshot and almost popping out, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably, but he still couldn't utter a complete sentence, let alone refute Liu Ju.

The most important thing is that there are so many colleagues watching in the hall.

All the things he had carefully prepared were not used, and this signboard would be destroyed here today...

"Alas!"

Accompanied by a sob.

The old man suddenly closed his eyes and fell straight down on his back.

(End of this chapter)