Hold off on presenting your treasures. Let's make a deal: give this jade Phoenix back to San Yisheng and let him keep bashing into the pillar. How about that?
After turning it over in his mind, Zi Shou decided there was no problem with that. Letting San Yisheng keep going would also test where his loyalties lay.
If San Yisheng was a Zhou minister secretly colluding with Ji Chang and harboring rebellious intentions, he would certainly hesitate. After all, he still had to serve Xiqi; he could hardly just die here in the hall.
Whether he died or not, no one else knew he was a Zhou minister. With their king pushing him like this, ordinary people would only condemn Zi Shou as a foolish ruler who had driven a loyal minister to his death.
If San Yisheng was loyal to Shang, that was no great problem either. Even if he sincerely intended to dash himself against the pillar without hesitation, Zi Shou's rather unimpressive knowledge of physics was enough to tell him that, at this distance, the impact would not kill him.
This was a wooden pillar. Assuming its contact surface had no sharp corners, San Yisheng would have to bend over and lower his head until it was nearly perpendicular to that surface, put some distance between himself and the pillar, then sprint into it with all his strength to have any chance of dying. Otherwise, he would suffer a concussion at most.
After the concussion, they could hand him over to Qian Bao to advance surgical medicine in Great Shang, and perhaps study craniotomies along the way.
Zi Shou no longer bothered with Bo Yikao. Wait a little before presenting your treasures. Let him bash into it!
*Two years! I've waited for the stars and waited for