Chapter 478: I Ask Fellow Confucians, Let's Draw a Charge on the Descending Table!

There are quite a few people in the main hall on the first floor of Shiqu Pavilion, large and small, adding up to thirty or forty.

But those who are qualified to vote, plus Liu He himself, there are only nineteen people in total.

A few days ago, Wang Shi and Liu He had already made a detailed analysis of the entire situation.

Of these nineteen people, there are about three components.

The first ingredient is pro-faction.

Including Liu He, Wang Shi, Xiao Wangzhi, Xue Guangde, Zhang Changan, Tang Changbin, Chu Shaosun, Shi Yun, these eight people.

Needless to say, Liu He and Wang Shi were the initiators of this debate.

Xiao Wangzhi is a talent recruited by the Son of Heaven, and Shi Yun is a representative of the Hanmen Shu clan.

Xue Guangde, Zhang Chang'an, Tang Changbin, and Chu Shaosun are all Wang's personal disciples.

Naturally, they will follow closely behind Liu He and Wang Shi.

The second component is the opposition.

There are Kong Ba, Wei Xian, Tian Wangsun, Yan Pengzu, Cai Qianqiu, Liang Qiuhe, Meng Xi, and Liu Anmin.

In this way, the number of pros and nos is exactly the same, and they are evenly matched.

The third ingredient is centrism.

It is composed of Hou Cang, Xiahou Sheng, and Wei Xuancheng.

Although these three sons were classified as "one faction" by the Son of Heaven, in fact they became centrist for different reasons.

Hou Cang was a student of the former Changyi King Fu Xiahou Shijian, but whether he dared to stand up against Confucianism because of this, he had to say two things.

Xiahou Sheng had received both Liu He's punishment and Liu He's atonement, and he could only be ambiguous in his attitude towards this matter.

Although Wei Xuancheng is a cronie recruited by Liu He, after all, he is related to Wei Xian, and his attitude cannot explain Lang.

In this situation, Liu He's strategy is simple and straightforward, that is, to win the support of the centrist through "debate" in the court.

If you are lucky, Confucianism is fairer, and maybe you can convince a few opponents, and then the scene will look even better.

According to what Liu He thought in his heart, he was already very satisfied if he could get twelve or thirteen votes out of nineteen votes.

However, now the results on the blackboard are much better than expected.

Fifteen votes were in favor of the publication of the popular version of the Confucian Sutra, and only four votes were against the publication of the popular version of the Confucian Sutra.

Liu He's heart was extremely excited, but the expression on his face was still calm - this was a big victory!

This way, the next steps will be much smoother – many cutscenes can even be omitted.

However, the excitement only lasted for a brief moment before it faded, and his piercing eyes searched the hall to find out who the four opposition parties were.

In fact, you don't need to look for it, it's nothing more than Kong Ba, Wei Xian, Yan Pengzu, and Cai Qianqiu.

Liu He's gaze finally stopped on Yan Pengzu's body, and the other party was still shrunk on the couch like a dog with a broken spine at the moment, extremely embarrassed.

I didn't expect to dare to vote against, the ingredients are too bad.

This Yan Pengzu can't stay, and he has to find a way to clean it up in the future.

When Liu He was pleasantly surprised by the current result, Kong Ba and Wei Xian, who were in charge of scrutineers, had extremely gloomy faces.

They looked at the mutilated word "positive" under the word "no" on the blackboard and said nothing.

These two great Confucians did not expect that there would be such a big disparity in the results of the votes.

Although the lofty argument that the Son of Heaven just said was deafening, they knew that the matter of the popular version of the Confucian scriptures could not be stopped.

But in the end, the disparity is still a bit shocking.

These more than a dozen Confucian scholars of different ages in the hall were so easily persuaded by the Son of Heaven, and they were so easy to fall to the side of the imperial power?

Rulin is sad!

When entering Shiqu Pavilion, Wei Xian and Kong Ba thought that winning would be easy, but the straight words under the word "yes" slapped them one by one and slapped them in the face.

The two Great Confucians glanced at each other, and shook their heads lightly with solemn faces again.

Then, Kong Ba's gaze quietly turned to the door of the main hall, as if he was hesitating, and seemed to be searching for something.

The matter of publishing the popular version of the Confucian Classics can no longer be changed, and the next step is to debate and compare the classics, and discuss which Confucian classics are selected to serve as the popular version of the Confucian classics.

In the eyes of Kong Ba and Wei Xian, once the issue of publishing the popular version of the Confucian Classics is passed, it is actually insignificant to determine which Confucian classics will be the popular version of the Confucian classics.

There are so many major schools of Confucianism, and their representatives are in the hall at the moment, no matter how the Son of Heaven chooses, he can only choose from this.

The Confucian scholars who appeared in the Shiqu Pavilion today are all "old faces", and they all clearly understand what they are governing, and they have not seen representatives of other small factions.

Since there is no opponent, the name of the popular version of the Confucian Sutra will certainly be divided among the various factions present.

Without expectations and accidents, what else do Wei Xian and Kong Ba have to care about?

Kong Ba stood beside the blackboard, stabilized his mind, and had the idea of retreating to the second best thing in his heart, and he had to advise the Son of Heaven to set up a few more official schools, so that he could preserve as many schools as possible.

Just when Kong Ba was planning in his heart how to use the remaining cards in his hand to win some more chips, the voice of the Son of Heaven came.

"Elder Wei Ge, have all the tickets been verified?" Liu He asked calmly.

"The old minister returned to His Majesty, a total of 19 tickets, all of which have been verified." Wei Xian replied.

"Oh? I stood far away, I couldn't see clearly, and I asked Wei Ge Lao to talk about it. Liu He said deliberately.

"Those who approved the publication of the popular version of the Confucian scriptures, fifteen; Those who oppose the publication of the popular version of the Confucian scriptures, the four ......" Wei Xian's voice is very thin.

"In that case, what is the result?" Liu He asked knowingly again.

"When...... The popular version of the Confucian classics was printed at the time. Wei Xian's voice couldn't help but be lowered.

"Elder Wei Ge, I didn't hear clearly, and you Aiqing didn't hear clearly, please Elder Wei Ge speak louder." Liu He said ruthlessly.

Wei Xian was a little dizzy and short of breath, and his chest kept churning, wanting to cough, but he couldn't.

"There are many people who agree to print the popular version of the Confucian classics, and there are few people who oppose the publication of the popular version of the Confucian classics. At the end of Wei Xian's speech, his voice was full of depression.

"All the ladies in the hall, have you heard it clearly this time?" Liu He asked loudly to everyone.

No one speaks, which means no one questions.

"Zhuqing in the hall, who still has a different intention?" Liu He asked again.

The hall was still silent.

Before today's debate begins, the Son of Heaven promised that no one would be convicted for the debate.

But what happened to Yan Pengzu just now also made it clear to everyone that the Son of Heaven has a reverse scale that cannot be touched.

Before the conclusion is reached, everything can be discussed; Once there is a result, if you dare to make irresponsible remarks, it is a dead end.

The Son of Heaven has already made the consequences clear, so why bother to touch this mold?

"Fank!" Liu He shouted.

"Wechen is here!" Fan Ke hurriedly bowed down and replied.

"Immediately write down these words of Wei Ge Lao, and there must be no omissions, so as not to slander future generations!"

"No!" Fan Ke trotted all the way back to his desk, and wrote quickly on rice paper.

"Zhang Anshi!"

"Wechen is here!" Zhang Anshi also stood up and bowed in front of the Son of Heaven.

"You go to the cabinet to be on duty, and immediately draft an edict, the Han Dynasty will implement the imperial examination system, the Xuan school system and the popular version of the Confucian scriptures!"

"From now on, if there are still people in this court, there are still people who dare to discuss this matter again, and they will be punished for rebellion!"

"Yui!"

"Don't delay, go now!"

"Yui!"

Zhang Anshi didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately ran out of the door.

"Kong Qing and Wei Qing, you wait to sit down for a while, wait for Zhang Anshi to prepare the edict and send it, and then continue to debate the scriptures."

Wei Xian and Kong Ba never thought that the Son of Heaven would be so resolute, and they directly blocked the opportunity to come back in the future.

There is no room for the publication of the popular version of the Confucian scriptures.

The Confucian scholars didn't wait too long, and Zhang Anshi hurriedly walked in with the prepared edict.

The people in the hall did not smell any stinky ink, which means that this edict has already been drawn up, and it is only waiting to be sent out today-the Son of Heaven has strategized and won a decisive victory.

The edict was presented to Liu He's desk, and he only glanced at it a few times, and after confirming that there were no mistakes, he stamped the seal of the Son of Heaven on it.

This is the original edict, and the copies must be copied by the cabinet secretary before being circulated to the world.

"This matter is very important, please draw a pledge on it!" Liu He said.

The Son of Heaven has an order, how dare he disobey.

The Confucian scholars silently signed the edict handed down, and Kong Ba and Wei Xian felt a sense of humiliation.

Like a sinner drawing a pledge on a war book, and like a defeated general signing a surrender table.

In the end, this edict was passed back to Zhang Anshi's hands, and everything was ready.

"Zhang Qing, immediately order the book to be transcribed, I will let Fan Ke seal it, and send it out before today's unitary time."

"Yui!" Zhang Anshi took the order and left.

At this point, the first half of the Shiqu Pavilion debate ended.

Kong Ba and Wei Xian were a little caught off guard, and they seemed a little vicissitudes.

However, they are not at the expense of the great Confucians with excellent hearts, and they seem to have calmed down at the moment and accepted the current result.

But they are completely unaware that a larger crisis is slowly approaching them.

Kong Ba and Wei Xian were also thinking about how to divide the quota of the popular version of the Confucian Classics and reserve some roots for Confucianism.

But Liu He, hiding the knife behind his back, had slowly raised it.

Rulin not only needs to repair pruning scissors, but also uproot.

(End of chapter)