Xu Qing never expected things to develop to this point.

His original plan was to impeach Yang Yong in public. Even if His Majesty cared about Yang Yong, the top scholar appointed by the emperor, he would still have to consider the truth and at the very least send someone to investigate.

His evidence and witnesses were all prepared.

Moreover, he didn't ask any subordinates or others to do this, because he was afraid of implicating others.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yong came back in person, catching him completely off guard.

Xu Qing hung his head, waiting for His Majesty's instructions.

The other ministers dared not speak at this moment, for they risked getting themselves into trouble.

Murong Yue frowned and turned to Li Xuanji, "Why? Why not kill them?"

?

Li Xuanji was stunned again. What was his disciple, His Majesty, thinking?

Who should we kill?

Was it Xu Qing, the Minister of Justice, or Yang Yong, the Prefect of Suizhou?

Murong Yue felt that she should act more like a human being in this base. She clenched her fist and slammed it on the armrest of the dragon throne.

"They've delivered themselves to our doorstep, they deserve to be killed!"

At the same time, she silently added in her mind, "Kill him and feed him to me!"

Clang!

The gilded armrest of the dragon throne broke off, fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and then fell down the steps to Yang Yong.

hiss--

All eyes were drawn to the handrail on the ground.

Your Majesty...aren't your martial arts skills just average?

Li Xuanji also gasped.

He taught Murong Yue, which naturally included martial arts, but his main purpose was to improve her health.

There won't be any dangerous situations that require His Majesty to take action personally.

Since Your Majesty ascended the throne, you have been busy with state affairs and have put martial arts training last. When did Your Majesty's martial prowess become so high?

If His Majesty were to slap me on the head, wouldn't my head be smashed open?

Sweat immediately beaded on Yang Yong's forehead.

Looking at the broken armrest of the dragon throne is like seeing my own severed head.

Why didn't things go as he expected?

"Your Majesty," he cried out, desperate to plead his case, as he crawled a few steps on his knees toward the steps of the dragon throne.

Murong Yue immediately became alert.

This posture is usually the first stage of human mutation, crawling around on the ground.

Although its attack power is weak, it bites indiscriminately, even zombies.

She was a perfect zombie and didn't want to be bitten.

Murong Yue jumped up, stood on the dragon throne, pointed at Yang Yong, and said, "Kill him, divide him up, and don't put him back!"

Yang Yong's face immediately turned pale; this time he understood everything clearly.

His Majesty forbade him to return and wanted to kill him.

Xu Qing realized what was happening and immediately knelt on the ground, exclaiming, "Your Majesty is wise!"

Li Xuanji coughed lightly. As long as His Majesty gave the order, he could handle the rest.

He looked at Yang Yong with the same gaze he would give a dead man. “His Majesty’s decree is very clear.”

"Guards, throw Yang Yong into the Ministry of Justice's prison. Once the Ministry of Justice has compiled the evidence, present it to us. If the evidence is conclusive, execute him before the end of the year."

"yes!"

The Imperial Advisor does not interfere in politics, but it is only natural for him to convey His Majesty's decrees.

Besides, His Majesty is standing on the dragon throne watching.

Well...

This is the first time His Majesty has issued an edict while standing on the dragon throne. Look how angry Yang Yong has made His Majesty!

Yang Yong struggled as he was dragged out.

Ah Hao helped Murong Yue down from the dragon throne and quickly picked up the fallen armrest.

We need to find workers to repair this dragon throne.

Just then, Minister of Works Li Daoyun had something to do with a beating.

Murong Yue frowned, stood up, and said, "Okay, I'm done reading. Let's go back."

She was hungry.

Li Xuanji also heard Murong Yue's stomach rumbling.

Reason told him that he should persuade His Majesty to at least deal with the affairs of state before returning.

But his emotions told him that His Majesty had suffered a great deal and was recovering from a serious illness, so he should eat first.

After thinking for a moment, Li Xuanji stopped hesitating and asked directly, "Your Majesty, shall we dine in the palace?"

It was common to hold banquets in the Hall of Diligent Governance, but this was the first time a banquet had been held during a small court assembly.

Murong Yue understood the word 'dining', nodded, and sat back down on the large dragon throne.

He turned back and spat out two words at Li Xuanji, "Steamed."

She likes to eat that steamed brain.

Li Xuanji relayed a message, instructing the imperial kitchen to prepare food, specifically requesting steamed fish.

The ministers were finally freed, and one by one they got up from the ground, clutching their backs.

Although Your Majesty is a woman, they have witnessed Your Majesty's methods. The fact that Your Majesty has made them kneel for so long today must mean that Your Majesty is reprimanding them for their negligence.

They deserve to be punished!

However, it was quite unexpected that His Majesty dealt with Yang Yong today.

It seems that from now on, no one will dare to act recklessly because of their status as a disciple of the emperor.

By this time it was already daylight, and the palace servants filed in, first carrying small tables and placing them inside the hall, then serving hot tea.

The starving ministers drank some hot water and finally came back to life.

Soon, plates of food were served.

Even the imperial kitchen didn't know what dishes to order for the banquet at this time, so the head steward, Zhu, pondered it over.

He ordered five hot dishes, a soup, a fruit, a pastry, and a bowl of white rice for each of the ministers' tables, filling the table to the brim.

Murong Yue, on the other hand, prepared a standard lunch.

Ten dishes, two soups, two servings of fruit and pastries, and rice.

Although there were many kinds of food, His Majesty ate very little, and the plates were much smaller than those of ordinary plates.

His Majesty only eats a maximum of one-third each time.

"Sigh, I wonder when His Majesty will be able to eat more," Li Xuanji sighed inwardly.

When so much food was laid out in front of Murong Yue, her eyes still lit up.

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