"Does my dear minister know what the crime is in falsely accusing a prince of the current dynasty?" Emperor Mingde asked.

"Your Majesty, and for the Great Court, I will dedicate myself to the cause until my dying breath." Yue Louming's words, neither humble nor arrogant, perfectly exemplified the integrity of a loyal subject.

Emperor Mingde sneered. His voice wasn't loud, but it made Yue Louming's heart tremble. He secretly glanced at Yang Zhong standing in front of him, but Yang Zhong didn't look at him and didn't give him any hint.

"Your responsibility is to wrongly accuse a prince of this dynasty, my own brother! To cause the royal bloodline to kill each other? Is this your way of devoting yourself to the cause until your dying breath? I have no idea how you got here. Guards, take this place away! Throw him into the imperial prison."

Regarding everything concerning the guards, Wei Tingsi had already reported to Emperor Mingde when the plan was finalized. Although the number of guards in Prince Yong's mansion was indeed several dozen more than the standard, it was tacitly approved.

Yue Louming panicked. He couldn't be kicked out. If he was, would his family still have any hope? That wasn't what was said before. Could the Emperor really tolerate Prince Yong to the point of allowing him to raise a private army?

No, no, no, Lord Wang will definitely not let him fade out of the court like this, nor will he let him stay in the prison for too long. Thinking of Wang Kuanqi, who made the promise, Yue Louming did not beg for mercy. Instead, he shouted, "My heart hopes that Your Majesty will make a wise decision, be close to virtuous ministers, and keep away from petty men. This is the way for the prosperity of the country..." His mouth was covered by the Imperial Guards.

Zhao Shu wanted to sneer three times. Hmph, poor cannon fodder, daring to come to court without a head, how did they even get here?

After Yue Louming was taken away, the officials were even more cautious, especially those from third-rate families. No one was willing to be the first to step forward.

The world was quiet again, and Emperor Mingde gestured for Prince Yong to continue, "Nineteen, you continue."

The officials felt extremely uncomfortable. The emperor's favoritism was too obvious. Just as there was the wicked concubine Su Daji in ancient times, there is now the wicked king Zhao Chonghou.

They couldn't help but wonder if the clear sky above them had been turned upside down.