The prince even raised a cold arc at the corner of his mouth.
Zhao Muyun took a deep breath, raised his head, and glanced at the officials who had impeached him before returning to the emperor. His voice was clear and resonant, carrying a sense of awe and awe:
"Your Majesty! I have something to say!"
He suddenly ripped open the sleeve of his left arm! A hideous wound, deep enough to see the bone, still emitting a strange bluish-black hue, was exposed to everyone!
The wound had obviously been treated, but it was still shocking!
"This injury! It was caused by an assassin sent by a man named Wei Qian while I was escorting Princess Qinghe to the capital under imperial order."
"The short blades used by the assassins were laced with the deadly poison 'Bone-Eroding Green'! If it weren't for my luck, I would have been a pile of dry bones by now!"
"What?!"
"Wei Qian?!"
"Assassinate the princess? Assassinate the border general?"
The hall was in uproar in an instant, like a boiling oil pan!
All eyes were focused on the prince first, and then on Wei Qian who was standing at the back of the civil service team.
Everyone knew that Wei Qian was the prince's confidant and the chief clerk of the Taichang Temple.
Zhao Muyun’s move was not to make an excuse, but to directly overturn the table!
The bloodiest assassination plot was directly brought to the throne room!
"I'm warning you not to talk nonsense! I'm going to sue you for defamation, okay? I'm suing you for defamation! He's defaming me! He's defaming me!"
Wei Qian never expected that Zhao Muyun would dare to tear his face off in the Golden Palace, and he immediately screamed incoherently!
"defamation?"
Zhao Muyun sneered and pulled out a blood-stained confession and several strangely shaped poisoned short blades from his pocket. "This is the confession signed by the rebel leader Chen San and your confidant Wang Xiaoer!"
"This is the poisoned blade used in the assassination! If Your Majesty doesn't believe it, you can interrogate Chen San and Wang Xiaoer! You can also have the imperial physician examine the blade's poison to see if it matches the one in my body!"
He turned around, his eyes like knives, staring directly at the emperor sitting on the dragon throne, his voice filled with sorrow and determination:
"Your Majesty! I have fought bravely at the border, recovering lost territory and driving out the Tartar invaders! All I ask is to protect the country and its people, and repay your grace!"
"However, the treacherous officials in the court, for their own selfish interests, framed loyal officials, colluded with rebels, assassinated members of the royal family, and even wanted to cut off our northern border defenses!"
"His heart is worthy of death! His actions are worthy of destruction!"
He suddenly knelt on one knee, clasped his fists and said:
"I beg Your Majesty! Thoroughly investigate Wei Qian and his followers! Clear my name! And restore order to the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians guarding the Shuodai border!"
"Otherwise, we will have the Prince of Loufan and the Tatars' 30,000 cavalrymen pressing in from outside, and treacherous officials inside trying to hinder and frame us!"
"Even if I have a heart to serve my country, I'm afraid I'm powerless to reverse the situation! If Shuozhou is lost, the gates to the northern border will be wide open, and Dayin will be in danger!"
Zhao Muyun's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart hard!
He no longer dwelled on the impeachment charges of usurpation and supporting an army, but directly launched the bloodiest and most irrefutable assassination plot!
He even shouted out the critical military situation in Shuozhou in public!
A person's life, death, honor and disgrace are tightly tied to the safety of the country's borders!
There was deathly silence in the Golden Palace!
There was only the sound of Wei Qian's heavy breathing.
Crown Prince Yinzhao's face turned extremely ugly, and his fists in his sleeves were clenched until they turned white.
The officials of Prince Jin's faction had gleams in their eyes.
Gu Dingming, Lu Bingjun and others looked even more pale.
They never expected that Zhao Muyun's counterattack would be so direct, sharp and deadly!
Emperor Yongchang sat upright on the dragon throne with an expressionless face, but a storm seemed to be gathering in his deep eyes.
He looked at Zhao Muyun, who was kneeling in the hall, his face pale but his back straight as a gun, and then looked at Wei Qian, who was in panic. The corners of his mouth slowly curled up into a cold and unpredictable arc.
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