s Xie saved the day." Li Chen said with a smile.Zhao Qinglan looked at Li Chen coldly and said, "This palace is not for you. Don't be self-willed. This palace is just afraid of delaying important matt...Chapter 450 Panic

This man bowed his head, forcing down the storm within him. As the chief minister's most trusted spy, he had provided Zhao Xuanji with countless pieces of information over the past decade. Even when the emperor collapsed and became completely unresponsive, the chief minister had never been so out of control.

For years, he and his subordinates had grown accustomed to the Chief Assistant Minister's unflappable demeanor, even when disaster struck.

But now this matter, which happened hundreds of miles away, the news of an old man older than the chief minister entering the government service, however, caused such a disarray for the chief minister.

Swallowing hard, the man said softly but firmly, "Precisely!"

Zhao Xuanji fell silent for a long while.

This answer was not unexpected.

His subordinates were all loyal and capable assassins who had been carefully cultivated over many years. They had never made a mistake in all these years of service.

Since this message has reached your ears, it must be absolutely true.

Zhao Xuanji didn't make a sound, and the man didn't dare to speak either.

For a moment, only the sound of stifled breathing filled the room.

After a long pause, Zhao Xuanji finally spoke: "Go, invite Wang Tenghuan, Lord Wang, Zhang Biwu, Lord Zhang, and Fu Yuzhi, Lord Fu, to the mansion as soon as possible!"

An hour later, all the University Scholars of the Cabinet arrived before Zhao Xuanji.

After some pleasantries, Wang Tenghuan, who had been away for a long time, finally arrived at this small circle. He couldn't hide the excitement on his face and took the initiative to speak: "Elder, you called us here, is there something important"

At this moment, Wang Tenghuan, who didn't know what had happened, thought that Zhao Xuanji had organized a gathering for everyone to celebrate his return...

Although everyone instantly distanced themselves from him the moment he was ousted, Wang Tenghuan had long seen through the world's ways.

People band together out of self-interest, and naturally they also part ways out of self-interest. If another scholar were to be dismissed, wouldn't you distance yourself from him as well

Therefore, Wang Tenghuan had no qualms whatsoever.

"There is something."

Zhao Xuanji's expression had already returned to his usual calm.

"Just got word, there are two things."

Zhao Xuanji glanced at Wang Tenghuan and said, "Weihai Wei Zhifu Zheng Baorong will be appointed as the magistrate of the capital city."

Wang Tenghuan smiled upon hearing this: "I've only been the magistrate of Beijing for a few months, and I have to resign. But where did Zheng Bao Rong come from in the Eastern Palace Even if he were the magistrate of Beijing, as just a prefect of Weihaiwei, it wouldn't be worth mentioning."

Indeed, for a high-ranking official like the Grand Secretary, even a magistrate of the capital city wouldn't be worthy of a visit, let alone any attention.

Zhang Biwu and Fu Yuzhi remained unmoved.

The serenity and ease of the three were shattered completely by Zhao Xuanji's following words.

As soon as these words were spoken, Wang Tenghuan, who had been smiling just moments before, instantly froze.

And Fu Yuzhi and Zhang Biwu's faces also changed drastically.

In the Qin Dynasty, anyone who read books could not avoid talking about Dantai Jingzhi.

Mr. Jing's name, his works "Xinxue" (Heart Learning), "Cai Wei Quan Shu" (Complete Book of Picking Herbs), and "Zhong Heng Jing Lue" (Strategy for Warfare: Horizontal and Vertical), are regarded as classics.

And the content of "The Art of War" (縱橫經略), in particular, was a major focus of attention in imperial examinations.

As you can well imagine, the name "Dantai Jing" meant something significant to the Qin Empire.

To put it bluntly, of the four people present, each and every one of them would undoubtedly have a well-worn copy of this book on their desk.doesn't lack good policies.But the reality doesn't allow it.It's a pipe dream for the Qin Dynasty to popularize education now.Mr. Mirror frowned and sighed, "But I'm eighty years old now. How many mor...