Price, Blood and Tears

Weapons rose one after another above the great hall: bronze ancient swords, ring-pommel iron sabers, chariot-mounted spears, pear-blossom iron lances, Xuanhua axes, carved bows of the Son of Heaven, and countless other weapons of war. They gave off soft clinks, like the roaring cries of a thousand armies and ten thousand horses, while blade light and sword shadows flashed throughout the court.

Then, every weapon pointed directly at Ou Mo, Vice Minister of Personnel.

The military officials remained expressionless, and the Literary Academy officials had clear consciences, but many civil officials revealed looks of alarm. Blood splattering the Golden Throne Hall was no empty phrase; it had happened throughout every dynasty in history.

After Zhou Junhu became a Grand Academician, he had fortunately obtained the Hundred Weapons Literary Platform. In terms of killing intent, among Jing Kingdom's Grand Academicians, he could rival the Li Wenying of old.

"This is a court debate. General Zhou, please observe propriety!" Ou Mo shouted softly, as the majestic aura of the court gathered within the hall.

"Villainy stands before me; the battle intent of the School of War surged forth. It was not my wish," Zhou Junhu said, slowly drawing back his power. The weapons overhead gradually vanished.

Many civil officials looked irritated. This was why civil officials detested scholars of the School of War: at the slightest provocation, their battle intent erupted. They acted on impulse, using straightness to overcome crookedness. The "soldier" in "When a scholar meets a soldier, reason cannot be made clear" referred precisely to scholars of the School of War.

Many officials below the rank of Grand Academician gazed enviously at the Hundred Weapons slowly disappearing overhead. Grand Academician was a watershed. Once one became a Grand Academician, one's power would surge again, and Hanlin Academicians and those below