Jiang Yuanxi was curious: "Is your ancestral tablet still there?"
Rong Dazhan's chest heaved violently and his eyes turned red with anger.
He pointed at Jiang Yuanxi with trembling hands, "Your Majesty, the court is not a place for children to act up."
The prince stepped forward and said, "I brought Yuan Xi here. Sir Rong, do you have any objection?"
"Your Highness, no!" The prince spoke, how could he dare to have any objection.
Rong Dazhan took a step back.
He looked around, and sure enough, all the court officials were rolling their eyes, waiting to see the show.
"What's going on?" Zhou Qun was curious and wondered if someone could come and explain it to him.
Han Guogong glanced upwards, then quietly stepped back a few steps and stood beside him.
"This matter started from Yuan Xi's visit to my house." He spoke in a low voice, fearing that his superior would hear.
Many court officials slowly moved closer.
The emperor was very curious when he saw the people gathered around Duke Hanguo.
He is the emperor, there is nothing he cannot listen to.
Why don't you say it out loud!
What family tree, what tablet.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Jiang Yuanxi asked again: "It's very rude not to answer other people's questions. Is your grandmother's tablet still there?"
Rong Dazhan's face turned blue and white.
"Yes." He said, suppressing his anger.
The tablet is still there, but the ancestral hall has been moved.
"Oh, that's good, otherwise you would be like me, without ancestors."
Rong Dazhan only felt a silent slap on his face.
It hurts from the inside out.
The Duke of Anguo had a dark look on his face.
"Yuan Xi, this is not the place for you to mess around!"
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