Achieving the Dao from the Hundred Schools of Thought

"Punishment?! Prime Minister Wu, are you senile?"

They hired a few petty thieves to stage an assassination attempt for me?!

Why doesn't the Prime Minister mobilize Zhuan Yi (son of Zhuan Zhu) for a real assassination attempt?

Fuchai was furious. How could a regional hegemon be so thoroughly mocked? The king's dignity was completely lost!

If word gets out, how will the feudal lords of the Central Plains view me?!

"I beg Your Majesty to punish us! Send these disobedient Yue people and this old minister to death as well!"

"The king cannot be humiliated; he must be washed away with blood!"

Wu Zixu's expression was tragic, and his words were forceful and resolute; everyone could sense his determination to remonstrate even unto death.

Bo Pi, standing to the side, couldn't help but smile.

After a few breaths, Bo Pi suppressed his smile and stepped forward, saying:

"Your Majesty, please hear what Bo Pi has to say!"

Bo Pi spoke, breaking the tense atmosphere in the Wu King's palace.

This also gave Fuchai a way out.

"explain!"

Bo Pi knew that Wu Zixu had rendered meritorious service in supporting the emperor, and that Fuchai would not kill Wu Zixu based on this alone.

Rather than risking a chance to kill Wu Zixu, it would be better to speak up at the right time and carry out the Yue people's plan.

If successful, he could take over three cities of Yue and become the uncrowned king!

Bo Pi's mind raced, and he adopted a sorrowful tone:

"Your Majesty! The name of Prime Minister Wu is known throughout the human race for his integrity! Although this action is against etiquette and has damaged Your Majesty's dignity, Prime Minister Wu's loyalty is as clear as the sun and moon!"

In my opinion, the most urgent task now is to summon the Yue people and thoroughly investigate this matter!

Then... eradicate evil completely, and slaughter all those who refuse to submit!

Bo Pi's words gave Fuchai an outlet for his anger, and Fuchai immediately thought of Goujian.

Did Goujian, who was once so respectful and humble, harbor any rebellious thoughts?

"Guards, bring up Goujian... no! Bring up all the Yue people!"

"Here you go!"

The junior official knew the matter was serious and dared not delay, heading straight for the stables!

"Prime Minister Wu, you are getting old. From now on, you should focus on teaching at the academy."

As for other duties, there's no need to worry about them.

"If Your Majesty understands that the Yue people will not submit, I, Wu Zixu, would be willing to go to see the late King right now!"

Wu Zixu had already anticipated the consequences of his actions today, and he accepted Fuchai's anger entirely.

The worst that can happen is death.

If we could take Goujian with us to the underworld, we could at least give an explanation to the late King Helü!

But Wu Zixu's heart meant nothing to King Fuchai.

What king in the world could accept being restricted daily by a subject of the second realm when he is the overlord of the three realms?

If it weren't for the fact that Wu Zixu had worked hard for the state of Wu for many years, Fuchai would have killed him long ago!

This kind of tired and commonplace advice only annoyed Fuchai.

"Guards! Are you all blind?! Can't you see these corpses in the palace? Clean them up immediately!"

Fuchai changed the subject, ignoring Wu Zixu and directing his anger at the palace servants beside him.

Fearing that they might be implicated, the palace servants quickly moved the female soldier's body away.

"Your Majesty, I, a sinful subject, pay my respects!"

Goujian lowered his head and entered the Wu King's palace, brushing past the minor official who was carrying the body of the Yue woman.

Goujian kept his eyes straight ahead and performed the most humble kneeling ceremony.

"Goujian, do you know whose corpses these are?"

"Your Majesty, it is the Yue woman!"

Goujian banged his head on the ground, his voice trembling, revealing his deep fear.

"I am guilty! I deserve to die!"

Fuchai paused for a few moments, then a slight smile appeared on his lips. He left the dragon throne, walked to Goujian's side, and asked:

"Did you arrange for these Yue women?"

"Your Majesty, please be aware! This was not arranged by Goujian!"

Goujian's crime lies in his inability to discern the true intentions of these rebellious people, leading to the humiliation of the king by these lowly people! Goujian is willing to atone for his sins with his death!

Goujian kept kowtowing, and Fuchai's expression softened slightly.

If this was indeed Goujian's doing, then Goujian must be killed.

However, if the oversight is negligent, Goujian's life must be spared, and punishment will suffice.

A living Goujian is more useful than a dead Goujian.

If Goujian is killed and a new ruler is established in Yue, how can Fuchai still control Goujian and gradually erode Yue's power?

"Goujian, others may not know your true intentions, but do you think I, Wu Zixu, do not know them?"

Tormented by hatred day and night, your hatred is overflowing!

Wu Zixu revealed his true nature, and dark red blood mist mixed with hatred burrowed into Goujian's nostrils, intending to stir up the deepest resentment in Goujian's heart.

"Stop holding back, Goujian! Speak up, you'll feel better once you say it!"

"Speak it out, and you won't have to suffer day and night anymore!"

Although Wu Zixu severed his connection with the sea of ​​blood by cutting himself with a knife, he did so.

However, the Blood Sea Technique had become ingrained in his nature, so he could still use it.

Goujian was immediately blinded by hatred, his eyes turned blood red, and he rushed towards the broken blade on the ground like a madman.

Wu Zixu's face showed a rare look of excitement!

Yes, that's it!

Pick up your weapons, pick up the dignity that belongs to the lords!

As Wu Zixu waited in vain, Goujian staggered as he picked up the broken blade, his target fixed on...

A spirit jade?!

Lingyu seemed to have anticipated this, neither dodging nor avoiding, her eyes showing no sign of confusion.

Only deathly silence.

Your Majesty, I don't know what you want to do, but if you want my Lingyu's life, then take it!

Although Lingyu wasn't very clever, once she arrived in Suzhou, she vaguely guessed that... the King wanted her to be the assassin!

If I can help the King, I will die without regret!

"puff--!"

With a sharp blade piercing his chest, the executioner Goujian went mad.

"It's all your fault! You disloyal subjects have caused me, Goujian, to be misunderstood by the King! Die!"

Wu Zixu's use of forbidden arts to stir up Goujian's delusions only proved Goujian's true nature as a loyal servant.

Fuchai watched coldly, showing no concern for Lingyu's life or death.

He just wanted to know how Wu Zixu would end things.

"Alright, alright, Goujian, stop!"

As Fuchai watched Lingyu's corpse gradually become unrecognizable, he ordered Goujian to stop.

Clang!

Upon hearing Fuchai's order, Goujian instinctively released the broken blade from his hand.

The bloodshot in his eyes had vanished, leaving only a blank expression.

Her face was covered in Lingyu's blood, making her look especially pitiful.

"Prime Minister Wu, do you have anything else to say?"

"this……"

Wu Zixu was somewhat confused.

Why was Goujian immune to the Blood Sea Spell?

Goujian was truly a loyal minister, a thought Wu Zixu never had.

"Your Majesty, Goujian must have had someone helping him to feign confusion and put on this show!"

Fuchai scoffed at Wu Zixu's words, his face showing disdain. He ignored Wu Zixu and turned to look at Goujian.

"Goujian, tell me... if it wasn't you who ordered it, then who could it be?"

Before Goujian could reply, the official brought in two more people.

Fan Li and the Crown Prince of Yue went to Ying!

"Your Majesty, I believe it was the Prime Minister who instigated this!"

Fan Li was forced to kneel down, but he stood up straight and answered with neither servility nor arrogance.

Shi Ying, standing to the side, was terrified and completely lost his composure upon seeing the mangled corpse of Ling Yu.

Wasn't it said that a descendant of a military family, wielding his father's sharp blade, would surely be able to assassinate Fuchai?

How come Lingyu, who made such a solemn vow in Kuaiji City, couldn't even manage to injure Fuchai?!