Is it my court or your majesty's court?

No loyal and upright minister would say such words.

Even someone like Cao Cao who held the emperor hostage to control the princes.

I dare not say such things openly.

"! Prince Zhenbei, you are unworthy of being the late emperor's brother!"

An old and frail minister stood up and shouted loudly.

All the officials in the court were frightened by this scolding.

They looked at the old and frail minister with horror.

That was an old minister of the late emperor.

The most loyal.

But they don't want to die.

As an old minister, you must be loyal to His Majesty and the late Emperor, and don't implicate them.

"You, and you, if there is really a gang of yours, if there is really a minister of my Great Xia, then follow me and kill this evil villain!"

The old minister first pointed at the trembling civil officials, and then pointed at the military generals who had nothing to do with it.

No one responded to him.

From the moment they crazily praised the caged deer as a good horse, they no longer considered themselves to be subjects of Daxia.

They have become the minions of King Zhenbei.

"Okay, okay, okay."

The old minister said hello three times.

"This room is full of men, but they are all rootless."

He pointed at the ministers around him and cursed.

"It's a pity that our Great Xia has nurtured scholars for a hundred years, but has only nurtured a bunch of rootless people like you!"

"You are unwilling to serve the country with all your loyalty. Even I, an old man, will restore order to the court!"

The old minister looked around, as if trying to find a weapon that suits him.

Unfortunately, swords are not allowed in the court.

With a clang, a sword was thrown in front of the old minister.

Deng Er's expression was indifferent but with a hint of admiration.

"Come, use the late emperor's sword to kill this traitorous minister like me!"

Deng Er hooked his finger at the old minister and chuckled.

The old minister was stunned for a moment, then without hesitation, he picked up the emperor's sword on the ground and ran towards Deng Er.

His gait showed his age, but it was steady and he never stumbled back.

One step, two steps, the sword in his hand was emitting white light.

The old minister at this moment is far superior to the young and strong men in the room.