The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

Poor fellow Confucians below, where can I find an iron ball for him?

Everyone is embarrassed.

Fortunately, the host of the Randeng Temple had a flexible mind and had an idea: "It doesn't have to be an iron ball, right? Is it different to use big green bricks?"

The great Confucianists, as if they had found a treasure, hurriedly said, "Okay, yes!"

The host took these great Confucian scholars to an unfinished construction site, covered with big blue bricks as thick as a person: "Benefactors, please move the bricks."

The Confucians were dumbfounded.

Why are we moving the bricks ourselves? Isn’t it you monks moving the bricks?

The great monk said with a smile: "Blessings, Mr. Li said just now that the props may have been tampered with, so he will fail. I have seen this lesson. We dare not intervene in moving bricks now. Once I get involved in karma, I, Randeng Temple, can't afford to be relied on by Mr. Li."

The Confucians vomited blood together.

Hey?This host is really a fucking talent!

They looked at each other, is there anyone around who is willing to help?

It's a pity that the scene of Li Guangxi cheating and framing others has been seen by countless people.

Who dares to help these Confucian scholars who don't believe in anyone except themselves?

Isn't your brain flooded?

Wherever the great Confucianists looked, people retreated one after another.

They looked at the eunuch.

Huang Jin said on behalf of the eunuchs: "Hehe, this little one can't bear it, it's better for the big Confucians to do it themselves."

They looked at Jin Yiwei.

On behalf of Jin Yiwei, Lu Bing expressed that it was inconvenient to help: "I'm only in charge of supervision, I dare not intervene, for fear of being bitten by a dog, hehe..."

They looked at the soldiers.

Not even the soldiers dared to help.

Look at the people who eat melons.

The people who eat melons have said that we dare not help, and if something happens and we blame us, the common people, for rubbish, then we have nothing to say.

There are also people who eat melons, saying that you are all scholars with the highest status, and we are poor and lower-middle peasants, or businessmen with low status, and we are not worthy of helping you.

Finally, these great Confucians turned their eyes to the emperor for help.

Jiajing stared: "What? Do you want me to go up and lift the stone for you?"

The Confucian panicked.

Immediately make birds and beasts scatter.

No one is willing to do anything, everyone is watching the show and laughing.

They had no choice but to do it themselves.

This big boulder, which weighs the weight of a person, is really not built.

The great Confucianists usually do not touch the spring water with their ten fingers, and they have no strength to restrain a chicken. Together, several people are sweating profusely from exhaustion, and they are almost crushed to death, and they can barely carry it.

These Confucian scholars in the imperial court, while shouting chant, MMP in their hearts.

They are all blaming God, since the treacherous official Yan Song is so treacherous, why didn't a thunder strike him to death?

Finally, these great Confucian scholars and officials had no choice but to force Haha, chanting chant together, carrying the big green brick as thick as a person, sweating and carrying it under the burning lighthouse, and hanging the big stone with ropes like all kinds of coolies they despise , Shouted the trumpet again and hung it up.

The tens of thousands of melon-eating people in the audience were watching and laughing, cheering up from time to time.

240 "Great scholars, come on! Come on!"

"Haha, carnivores are contemptible, you great scholars have always been aloof and despised manual laborers, it's time for you to experience it yourself today."

"This action is really bad! There are so many people, and you can't even move a big rock? If you changed my job, you would have starved to death."

"Dare to ask this strong man, what are you doing?"

"I, the brick mover!"

"..."

No matter how thrilling it was, this big rock was finally moved up.

Then, I found another stone that was obviously very small, only the size of a fist, and sent it up.

The crowd exclaimed.

The gap this time is much larger than the two iron balls.

One big rock weighs a thousand catties, and the other weighs only a catty.

Obviously, the great Confucians are not idiots, they deliberately found the two stones with the greatest contrast, the visual impact is extremely obvious.

They thought, in this way, the heavy stones will fall to the ground first, and the light and fluffy stones will fall to the ground last, right?

Even Yan Song felt emotional in his heart.