King Wu''s residence.
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the night is getting dark.
Occasionally, the wind chime blown by the night wind makes several quiet sounds. Melodious and long, hook people''s memories.
Wearing a cloak, the king of Wu stood under the eaves and looked up at the silver plate in the sky, as if telling or talking to himself.
"Elder, he is aboveboard and righteous."
"Think back to the time when Qingzhou tea house met, holding candles, talking at night, talking about family and country, chatting, how fast."
"Although it''s an old friend, it''s like old times at first sight."
Speaking of this memory, a faint smile hung on his cold face.
The whisper like a drizzle paused for a moment and sounded again.
"Unexpectedly, as soon as I see it today, time has changed and things have changed."
The king of Wu sighed softly, lowered his head and said.
"It''s sad that you can''t see each other when you''re close."
Under the cover of the night, the normally cautious king of Wu will also lift the veil of indifference and reveal a touch of sadness.
The guard behind him looked at the figure in front of him, rubbed his eyes, and couldn''t help moving slightly.
"Your Highness..."
The words have not yet been exported, and the figure in front of him has raised his palm, with a touch of firmness in the quiet spirit.
"No!"
"There is a deep relationship between loneliness and Confucianism. If you intervene in this matter, it will only make the situation worse."
The guard looked at the figure in front, frowning and saying.
"Today, Zhang Zhengguo sent a message to Zhang Xian."
After a pause, the guard whispered.
"Tang Hao, moved to kill."
As soon as the voice fell, the king of Wu''s body shook slightly, but he didn''t speak.
A moment later, the king of Wu smiled faintly and said.
"High."
"As a minister, Mr. Zhang talked about the way of being a king and denounced his father and emperor with fierce words."
"It seems that Tang Hao did not refute, but in fact, he has listed the crime of Zhang Lao being a minister but not respecting the ceremony of kings and ministers. There are evidences and conclusive evidence."
"Just a few words, it is a confrontation. It seems that there is no lack of a debate in the imperial city."
The guard was not as clear as the king of Wu and said his doubts.
"Your Highness, but this is the case for the crimes committed by old Zhang."
"Are you so sure that this is just a debate and that Tang Hao will not get rid of Zhang by virtue of Tang law?"
The king of Wu patted the guard on the shoulder and said easily.
"How can a courtier whose hands are stained with the blood of scholars be accompanied by literary courtiers full of benevolence, righteousness and morality in the court?"
"Tang Hao is not stupid, and his father is not stupid."
With his big hand, the king of Wu walked slowly and said in a loud voice.
"Let''s go to the theatre. A Confucian debate will be carried out vigorously in the imperial city."
At the corner, the voice of King Wu came slowly.
"I''m afraid this debate will turn over some old things."
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Marquis house.
The first ray of sunshine in the morning shed a clear light on the roof tiles.
The lifelike flying cranes carved on the house feathers seem to be dancing against the rising sun.
Tang Hao, who had been thinking all night, slowly woke up from his dream.
Tang Hao''s deliberate speech yesterday was to let Zhang Xian confront him.
As for the profound meaning, Tang Hao was not sure whether the old stubborn could understand it.
Tang Hao, who had been freshly washed, stretched out and came to the hall.
The busy servants greeted one after another, and then they got busy.
Around the hall, there are several low stools, green tea and cakes.
Visitors are guests and treat people with courtesy, which is the culture inherited by China for thousands of years.
Tang Hao will not neglect.
Wu Tong came slowly from outside the hall, approached Tang Hao''s ear and whispered.
"My subordinates have found out that the relationship between Zhang Zhengguo and the king of Wei is very deep. As for the purpose of this time, it seems that it came for the fire."
After the respectful report, he stopped talking.
Wu Tong is the servant and Tang Hao is the Lord.
Master and servant are different, indifferent. Wu Tong is a person who strictly abides by etiquette and rarely goes beyond distance.
The decision-making power is naturally Tang Hao''s.
Tang Hao pondered slightly, looked through the corridor and looked at the figure who was still on the record a few days ago.
With a faint smile, Tang Hao said.
"Let him go. Even if he finds out about the firearms, the materials will be the biggest problem."
"I didn''t feel right when I let him enter the house. Now it seems that I really guessed it."
While talking, Tang Hao looked at Wu Tong with a touch of worry in his eyes.
"On the rising sun, Li Tai''s careful thinking is to win over the court and confront these great Confucian forces."
"And behind all this, it points to the king of Wu."
"From beginning to end, the king of Wu has always been moved. I guess today''s debate will not be good. The king of Wu will put forward his request to his majesty to quell the great Confucianism."
While talking, the female steward led the party slowly.
"Hou ye, great Confucians, come!"
As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Xian came with a joking and angry voice.
"Why? Just on your mansion?"
"What about the king of Tang? Why didn''t he arrive?"
Still so stubborn, Tang Hao raised his mouth slightly and said.
"Mr. Zhang once said that I, Mr. Tang, in his position, do not seek his own government. In fact, I am a criminal minister."
"And old Zhang is also a sinner by abusing the royal family and disobedience."
"Since our duel is fair, why do we need your Majesty''s testimony?"
Zhang Xian''s face sank and snorted coldly.
"Smart mouth!"