On the Day of His Investiture, Scholar Peng Raised an Uproar, Denounced a Benighted Sovereign, and Humiliated Great Wei

Inside the Heavenly Prison.

A jailer came stumbling out, his face stricken with panic.

Zhang Ning was dead.

A dignified Grand Confucian of the Literary Palace had died in the Heavenly Prison, hanging himself. More importantly, he had written the word "wronged" on the wall in blood.

This was a serious matter.

A matter that could shake the heavens.

It was even more terrifying than killing a Confucian. You could kill a Grand Confucian, you could revile him, and later generations would judge his merits and faults.

But a Grand Confucian imprisoned unjustly, then driven to take his own life-this was a matter that could shake the heavens.

This time, Great Wei truly faced an enormous crisis. A Grand Confucian had taken his own life; they could not suppress the news even if they wanted to.

Meanwhile.

At the Great Wei Literary Palace.

Inside a secret chamber.

A cool, indifferent voice slowly rang out.

"Have all the arrangements been made?"

As that voice sounded.

A reply soon followed.

"Reporting to Confucian Fang, we have notified students at academies throughout the land. There are three hundred thousand scholars inside the Capital, and roughly two hundred thousand outside."

The voice replied.

Then the somewhat indifferent voice continued.

"Everything is ready; all we lack is the east wind. Send word: once the moment is ripe, we will bring Xu Qingxiao down through impeachment today."

"Even if we must sacrifice ourselves for our Confucian Dao, we will not hesitate."

The voice rang out.

The other man nodded at once, then left the secret chamber.

After he departed.

Another voice rang out.

"Confucian Cao, must we truly pay such a price to target a single Xu Qingxiao?"

The calm voice questioned the other man.

"We are not targeting Xu Qingxiao."

"We are building momentum for