Marquis Anle held the gold medal in his hand. Seeing that the emperor didn't say anything, he thought that the emperor had no other options, and he became even more confident.
He played with the gold medal in his hand, his eyes full of viciousness.
If he was not really desperate today, he would not have exposed this life-saving method to others.
He glared at Jiang Zhiyu.
This person is really in conflict with their family. Ever since they met her, there has not been a single peaceful day in their family!
After this matter is settled, even if I have to spend all my wealth, I will still hire someone to kill her!
If this girl stays here, the Anle Marquis Mansion will be in dire straits!
The ministers on both sides were silent. Even the one who wanted to plead for him earlier silently withdrew his steps after hearing the words "You are not qualified".
As quiet as a chicken with its head hung low.
The emperor lowered his eyes slightly and said, "Since you have the golden medal of immunity from death, I can indeed spare your life."
Upon hearing this, Marquis Anle raised his eyebrows slightly and the smile on his face gradually widened.
"However," the emperor paused, then suddenly changed the subject, "this golden medal of immunity from death can only protect one person. I intend to execute the three of you."
The emperor looked at Marquis Anle, whose smile suddenly froze, and sneered, "Marquis Anle, you should think carefully about who you want to give this golden medal of immunity from death to."
"Is it your wife, your son, or yourself?"
You could hear a pin drop in the house. The muscles at the corners of Anle Hou's mouth kept twitching as he looked at the two pleading eyes cast towards him.
That was the person he loved most in this world.
“…”
Marquis Anle's chest heaved violently, and he didn't speak for a long time.
Emperor: "My patience is limited, Marquis Anle, I will give you ten more seconds, ten..."
“I choose myself.”
"Father."
"Husband."
Less than a second into the countdown, three voices rang out simultaneously.
The wife of Marquis Anle and Lu Yaozu looked at him in disbelief.
What a plastic love and plastic father-son relationship.
【From this we can see that the adjectives in the book cannot be fully trusted.】
[Just like the Marquis of Anle and his wife, who lived in harmony, never took concubines, and loved each other all their lives.]
[Another example is like the Third Assistant Minister and Miss Xu, who fell in love and eventually became a married couple.]
[It's all fake. Without external forces, it might be this way, but once external forces appeared, we would be in the situation we see today.]
[A lifetime of love, choosing me, mutual affection, to be a mistress. ]
[Alas, so it is said that a wise man does not fall in love and is not responsible for drowning.]
emperor:"……"
Xiao Lingyu: "..."
He Yanting: “……!!!”
Since Marquis Anle had made his choice, the emperor signaled to Lan Xi to ask him to ask people to drag the desperate wife of Marquis Anle and Lu Yaozu away, and then took the golden medal of immunity from death from Marquis Anle.
Marquis Anle sat slumped on the ground, his hair on his temples soaked with sweat. He looked as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant. His eyes were empty at the moment, and no one knew what he was thinking.
The next second, the emperor's cold voice rang out: "Marquis Anle's remarks are disrespectful and he has committed the crime of disrespect. He will be imprisoned and executed at a later date."
Anle Hou: “!!!”
His pupils suddenly contracted, his heart beat violently, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.
[I asked you to open champagne at halftime, you must be dumbfounded. 】
"Your Majesty?"
Marquis Anle's voice trembled.
The emperor glanced at him impatiently and said, "You just said that I have no right to kill you and cannot kill you. All the civil and military officials in the court are listening. Isn't this just rude?"
"This golden medal of immunity from death has paid off enough for your sins."
Marquis Anle understood what he meant.
The emperor is determined to execute his entire family today. Let alone one golden medal of immunity from death, even if it is ten, the emperor can think of a crime.
At this point, Marquis Anle sat on the ground and burst into laughter.
The ministers looked at each other in confusion. The emperor raised his hand and the guards came forward to drag Marquis Anle.
"...Just watch," Anle Hou let them drag him away, his red and swollen eyes fixed on Jiang Zhiyu: "My today is your tomorrow."
The emperor was just using her as his own knife. When the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog is cooked; when the birds are all gone, the good bow is put away.
It's just an eternal truth.
Everyone present understood the implication of his words, and the emperor was unusually nervous as he looked at Jiang Zhiyu.
He never meant that. He regarded her as his lucky star. If she had not refused to adopt him as his daughter, Jiang Zhiyu would have been a princess by now.
Speaking of this, it seems that the divorce gift he prepared for Xu has not been sent out yet.
[Impossible. I don't seek any true love, I only seek wealth and honor.]
【As long as you pay, whatever you say is right. 】
emperor:"……"
How did Jiang Zhaorong raise his daughter? Why did he treat her so harshly?
"The Attendant Scholar Jiang Zhiyu, a man of both loyalty and righteousness, courage and resourcefulness, was promoted to the position of Imperial Censor, responsible for investigating corrupt officials and enforcing discipline."
Simply put, it is to monitor the integrity and performance of officials, impeach and investigate officials who violate laws and discipline, and report the situation to the emperor for his reference.
The direct superior is the emperor, and the prime minister cannot interfere.
The profound meaning of this made everyone present re-evaluate Jiang Zhiyu's importance.
The emperor's favor to her is really too great, not to mention Jiang Zhiyu's ability. If she were to become the Imperial Censor, would they still be able to live a peaceful life?
I’m afraid I’ll have to keep one eye open every night when I go to bed!
Thinking of this, a minister stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I think this is inappropriate."
Once there was one, there were two, and several ministers beside him also came out to agree.
"Since becoming an official, Scholar Jiang has attended court only a handful of times. The Censorate is a supervisory body, let alone the Grand Censor. If the Grand Censor can't set an example by attending court on time, how can he supervise other officials?"
Other ministers also echoed.
"Yes, yes, there's no need for this promotion. I just want to enjoy life, not work. This position of Attendant Scholar is fine for me."
emperor:"……"
He blinked slightly and said, "My dear minister, what you said is not without reason." The ministers below, who were afraid that he would be angry, just breathed a sigh of relief when they heard him say, "But not attending the morning court is a special case that I personally approved for her. Moreover, during her absence from court, Zhiyu went back and forth to handle so many important cases and relieved me of so much worry!"
The ministers' expressions changed, and the emperor continued, "If the court were filled with insignificant ministers like Zhiyu, I would rather everyone not attend court and focus on their work. Do you think what I say makes sense?"
The first minister to stand up licked his dry lips nervously: "Your Majesty, that makes sense."
"In that case, do you have any objections to this matter?"
The emperor walked around and saw Jiang Zhiyu's lips move slightly, so he spoke first: "The salary of the Imperial Censor is 500 dan."
500? !
Almost double what she has now?
Jiang Zhiyu swallowed the words in his throat.
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