The immortal of the Tang Dynasty, but the game starts at Xuanwu Gate?

After leaving the Ministry of Works, Wei Zheng immediately found Fang Xuanling and Changsun Wuji. The three of them looked at each other and remained silent for a while.

Changsun Wuji sighed, "The three of us... are not suitable to compile the content of the court gazette right now."

Fang Xuanling paused, and Wei Zheng wanted to refute, but found that he was unable to refute at all.

Chen Huai'an had said before that the content of the court newspaper must be fair and impartial, without any personal emotions, and must present the facts from an absolutely neutral perspective.

Fairness and truthfulness are the cornerstones of the newspaper.

Otherwise, it will backfire and cause us to lose credibility in the eyes of the people.

The three of them are filled with hatred now, and they don't seem suitable to do these things at all.

Fang Xuanling pondered for a moment and said, "Looking for Yan Shigu?"

"Absolutely not!" Wei Zheng rejected the suggestion. "Yan Shujian and Mr. Chen have a good relationship, and it's hard to guarantee that Yan Shujian won't be influenced by emotions when compiling the text."

"Then... Minister of Rites Duan Lun?" Fang Xuanling suggested again.

Logically speaking, it would be reasonable for the Minister of Rites to handle this matter.

Changsun Wuji thought for a moment and also disagreed, saying, "Forget it. Everyone knows perfectly well why Duan Lun was able to become the Minister of Rites."

"The first edition of the morning newspaper needs a very good start. Now that we have a topic, the writers can't be bad either."

"I'm not saying Duan Lun is incompetent, but compared to Yan Shigu and others, he's still far behind."

Fang Xuanling remained silent.

Duan Lun was the son of Duan Wenzhen, the Minister of War of the Sui Dynasty, and married Princess Gaomi, the daughter of Li Yuan.

While it wouldn't be accurate to call him a "connected" individual, his abilities are certainly not outstanding.

"Kong Yingda, Mr. Kong?" Fang Xuanling asked again.

When this name was mentioned, Wei Zheng and Changsun Wuji's eyes lit up.

From any perspective, Confucius seems to be the most suitable.

Changsun Wuji immediately agreed: "I think it's a good idea. If we could ask Master Kong to write it, that would be the best."

Wei Zheng originally had no objection, but he suddenly remembered something and hesitated, saying, "I also have no objection, but I have heard that Master Kong has recently been studying the philosophy of mind proposed by Master Chen, and it was Master Kong who said that Master Chen might have the opportunity to become a new sage."

"In some ways, Confucius was probably even more angry than we were."

Fang Xuanling and Changsun Wuji were taken aback and looked at each other in bewilderment.

That makes sense...

"Since even Master Confucius is unsuitable, it seems the court can't find many suitable candidates." Fang Xuanling frowned. "In terms of qualifications and scholarship, besides people like us... it seems only Wen Yanbo is fit."

"Wen Yanbo won't work either," Wei Zheng rejected again, then added, "Actually, I do have someone in mind, but I'm afraid you won't agree."

"Who?" The two became interested, wanting to hear who this country bumpkin could have taken a liking to.

"Wang Gui!" Wei Zheng slowly uttered two words.

Upon hearing this, the two exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.

Thinking about it carefully, Wang Gui... does seem to be a good candidate!

Firstly, Wang Gui was a refined and upright man who knew how to judge people and was good at giving advice, and he maintained his integrity with propriety.

Wang Gui was a renowned advisor who was on par with Wei Zheng, but he was much more moderate than Wei Zheng.

From this perspective, he was already qualified to write the court gazette.

More importantly... Wang Gui was a member of the Wang clan of Taiyuan.

At this critical juncture, having someone from the Taiyuan Wang clan write the court report not only further demonstrates to him that His Majesty has no romantic feelings for the Taiyuan Wang clan.

At the same time, having a member of a prominent family write the court report on dealing with other prominent families was itself a warning.

"I have no objection!" Fang Xuanling coughed lightly and glanced at Changsun Wuji.

Changsun Wuji paused for a moment, then nodded, indicating that he had no objection.

Wei Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. He wasn't worried about Fang Xuanling, but he was worried about Changsun Wuji.

Back then, Wang Gui submitted a memorial saying that the power of the maternal relatives was too great, implying that Changsun Wuji was not suitable to be prime minister.

This led to Gao Shilian withholding the secret report, which angered Li Shimin, who then demoted Gao Shilian and removed him from Chang'an.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that there was an old grudge between Changsun Wuji and Wang Gui.

"Alright, in that case, let's find Wang Gui."

After making their decision, the three immediately set to work, with Wei Zheng going to find Wang Gui.

Changsun Wuji and Fang Xuanling also got busy.

From yesterday until now, quite a few officials have been killed, and the two men have been extremely busy.

Du Ruhui isn't much better off; he's still arresting people and confiscating their property.

"..."

"Zheng Shanyuan! Zheng Yuanxun! Zheng Yuancong... Cui Shanwei!"

Li Shimin arrived at the Dali Temple prison again, and looking at the four people in front of him who were almost unrecognizable, a cruel smile appeared on his lips.

"How are you? Are you settling in well here?"

Cui Shanwei remained silent, lying in the cell like a dead dog, his eyes empty and lifeless.

Li Shimin ordered them to be tortured all night long.

But they still control them, preventing them from dying.

How could several high-ranking and powerful people who had never suffered physical pain endure such torture?

"His Majesty......"

Zheng Shanyuan sounded as if he hadn't spoken in over a decade, his voice dry and weak: "Just give me a quick death."

"Give you a quick death?" Li Shimin laughed heartily. "If I give you a quick death, will Huai'an's spirit in heaven forgive me?"

"When you poisoned them, didn't you ever imagine this day would come?"

Zheng Yuanxun roared, "Li Shimin, you have humiliated us like this. You are unworthy to be a ruler. If you have the guts... then kill me."

"If I even frown, it's because I was born from you!"

"I don't have a son as worthless as you," Li Shimin sneered. "You think you're worthy to be my son?"

"Heh..." Zheng Yuanxun sneered, "Without us, could your Li family have ascended to this throne?"

"I?"

"joke!"

"A fratricide and father imprisonment, an ungrateful wretch, utterly unworthy of being called human."

Li Shimin's face immediately darkened: "It seems you really want to die!"

"However, I will not let you die easily. I will make you watch with your own eyes as your family members are beheaded one by one before your very eyes, and as the Zheng family, which you were once so proud of, crumbles!"

"I... want you to live your entire lives in pain and regret!"

Zheng Yuanxun's expression changed. He had been arrested yesterday and knew that the Zheng family was facing an attack. Hearing this, his eyes turned red: "What do you want to do to the Zheng family?"

"One should take responsibility for one's own actions. What kind of skill is it to harm my family?"

"Come at me if you dare."

"Come at me!" Li Shimin laughed. "Then why don't you come at me? Why did you have to do such a terrible thing to Huai'an?"

"Didn't you... even consider targeting Huai'an's family to threaten him?"

"Don't you find it ridiculous to say these things now?"

Zheng Yuanxun was speechless for a moment, while Zheng Shanyuan asked in anguish, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do?" Li Shimin chuckled softly, like a demon whispering, "Of course I want... blood for blood!"

"..."