Awakened by the bucket of water, Censor Chen lay on the ground and vomited violently, with vomit mixed with water, looking extremely miserable.

The people around him moved away silently, covering their noses at the same time and looking at him with disgust.

His face flushed red as he stared at Su Juan who threw the bucket aside, gritting his teeth and saying, "You are going too far!"

"I am a third-rank imperial censor. How dare you humiliate me like this!"

Su Juan corrected him nonchalantly, "He is the third-rank Right Vice-Minister of the Imperial Censorate."

Some people couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Su Juan emphasized the word "Right Vice" and said, "I am still the current Princess Jinyang."

Are we talking about identity?

The guests watching nearby had completely distanced themselves from the Right Deputy Censor-in-Chief, and were thinking: How many bottles of wine has Censor Chen drunk to why he is still not sober?

It's great that you are a third-rank official in the current dynasty, but he is not only a fourth-rank assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue, but also the grandson of the emperor. He was personally conferred the title by His Majesty, and will soon be included in the royal family genealogy through the Zongzheng Temple. He is a real grandson of the emperor!

How dare you mention your identity in front of others?

The Right Vice-Chief Censor got up from the ground and said, "You are relying on your royal status to do whatever you want and humiliate the officials of the dynasty. I will go to the palace tomorrow and report it to His Majesty.

Ah, are we going to report this to the old emperor?

The Right Deputy Censor-in-Chief was immediately pleased with himself and patted his robe. After all, she was a woman and could not stand being frightened.

Scholar Yuan from the Imperial Academy whispered to Su Juan, "Don't be afraid, Your Highness. This Censor Chen has dared to disrespect Your Highness by discussing the royal bloodline. We are all witnesses and will definitely

Many people became anxious after hearing this, thinking that this Yuan guy was too cunning.

"Your Highness, this Censor Chen is very good at sophistry. I think we should go to the palace to see His Majesty before he does, and tell Your Majesty what happened today, and punish him for disrespect."

"Your Highness, I also think we should seize the initiative!"

One by one, they all rushed to show their goodwill, and in their hearts they were grateful to the Right Deputy Censor-in-Chief. If he hadn't been courting death, they might not have been able to show their faces in front of Princess Jinyang.

Looking at the people in front of him, Su Juan was touched, "You adults are so thoughtful."

She calculated the time, turned around and looked at the Right Vice-Censor, her expression hard to describe, and asked kindly, "The censor's clothes are really not to be seen by others. Do you want me to order someone to prepare a set of clean clothes for the censor?"

The Right Vice-Minister of the Imperial Censorate was furious, thinking that Su Juan was humiliating him again: "Su Juan, you are taking advantage of your power to bully others too much!"

"I think you are taking advantage of your power to bully others too much!"

A loud voice came from outside and everyone was shocked. In the entire Dajin, there was only one person who could call himself that.

The court officials knelt down one after another and said, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you."

No one expected that even the emperor, who was busy with all kinds of affairs, would be invited to Su Juan's opening banquet. It was really a great honor.

The Right Deputy Censor-in-Chief's face turned pale, and he knelt on the ground, trembling and shaking. He was frightened out of his wits. Why would His Majesty come here?

No one knew how long the old emperor had been away and how much he had heard.

Many people were thankful that they did not follow Censor Chen in making the same mistake.

The old emperor, wearing ordinary clothes, walked into the hall, with the empress beside him, and later followed by two guards and two palace maids.

He had a stern face and looked at Su Juan with a hint of disdain: A princess like you is bullied to this extent, you really make me proud.

Su Juan looked innocent and asked, "Aren't these imperial censors spoiled by you?"

&t;div tentadv>The old emperor: “?” When did I become spoiled!

Many court officials echoed in their hearts: That’s right!

Your Majesty is too indulgent to the imperial censors on a daily basis.

He said that he was a third-rank imperial censor of the current dynasty, and I was just a fourth-rank official. Was it wrong for me to respect an important official in the court?

"." Although, I really can't see where you are respectful.

The word "right deputy" must make people so angry that they want to vomit blood, right?

Su Juan looked aggrieved. Xie Xun and others who were familiar with her almost spit out their wine. She had just poured a bucket of water on her head, and now she acted like she had suffered some great injustice. She was too pretentious.

The queen standing by felt very distressed. She took her granddaughter's hand and protected her, then glanced at her husband.

Receiving his wife's gaze, the old emperor looked at the Right Deputy Censor-in-Chief who was kneeling on the ground. Everyone else had stood up, but he was still kneeling, which showed that he felt guilty.

At this time, the Right Deputy Censor-in-Chief was so frightened by the arrival of the old emperor that he sobered up.

The old emperor asked coldly, "Where is the Right Deputy Censor-in-Chief?"

Censor Chen knelt tremblingly and moved his body, "I am the Right Deputy Censor-in-Chief."

The old emperor said sternly, "Do you admit your guilt?"

The Imperial Censor in the court was always the one who could read the emperor's face the best. Now that he was sober, he knew from the sound of his voice that his usual excuses were of no use at this moment. His Majesty was really angry, and the best thing to do now was to confess his guilt.

He kowtowed loudly throughout the hall, "Your Majesty, I know my crime! I shouldn't have criticized the royal family and looked down on the princess. I know my crime, please punish me, Your Majesty!"

This noise gave everyone around him a headache.

Those who are familiar with this process know very well that whenever they notice that His Majesty is angry, these censors will admit their mistakes faster than anything else and ask for punishment. At this time, His Majesty will make a big deal out of a small matter.

Su Juan naturally knew this, but she was not in a hurry. She just watched, wanting to use today's events to bet on the old emperor's attitude towards her.

The old emperor must know this better than anyone else. If he lets Censor Chen go today as he did in the past, everyone in the world will know that he does not value his granddaughter that much. Anyone can step on Princess Jinyang's head in the future, and her royal identity will be shattered and will only attract constant criticism.

But if he severely punished Censor Chen, it would be an announcement to the world that Princess Jinyang's identity as an imperial daughter could not be questioned. When others mentioned it in the future, they would think about Censor Chen's fate and respect him.

Everyone present was waiting, wanting to see whether Princess Jinyang was truly favored.

If even an imperial censor could insult her, then the word Jinyang would probably become a joke.

Even the queen was waiting. She knew her husband too well. She held her granddaughter's hand tightly, hoping that her husband would not let her down again.

Censor Chen was hoping for a lucky break, betting that the emperor would never kill censors and would be tolerant of those who gave advice to the emperor.

But the next moment, the old emperor in the hall said coldly, "Since you know your mistake, stop arguing. Tomorrow morning, you will be beaten forty times in front of all officials to serve as a warning to others."

The court officials were shocked and gasped. Even if he didn't die after forty strokes of the cane, he would be crippled!

Censor Chen's face suddenly turned pale, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately, begging for mercy, "Your Majesty! I know I was wrong! Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

He knelt down again and tried to pull Su Juan away, but was dragged away by someone. He could vaguely hear her begging for mercy.

"Your Highness, please forgive me! I shouldn't have said such nonsense!"

"His Majesty!"

Everyone present felt their hearts tighten, secretly thanking themselves for having foresight.