I don't know how much time has passed.
Prime Minister Zhao Ziyan and General Lin Liqiang both requested an audience outside the gate.
After the Southern Tang dynasty had tidied up the imperial study, the two of them entered quite some time later.
"Your subject, Zhao Ziyan, pays his respects to Your Highness."
"Your subject, Lin Liqiang, pays his respects to Your Highness."
Although the title has not changed, the etiquette is now entirely the same as that for the emperor.
Xuanyuan Yonghao now holds great power; all that's missing is a coronation ceremony.
Xuanyuan Yonghao lowered his eyes, and his gloomy aura could be felt even from several meters away.
He twitched his eyelids and glanced at the person kneeling on the ground.
His thin, cool lips opened and closed, his voice slow and deliberate.
"What's up?"
Lin Liqiang was someone who couldn't keep a secret; he clasped his hands together and couldn't help but say...
"Your Highness, in principle, matters within the palace are not something a rough and uncultured person like me should meddle in, but..."
Lin Liqiang paused for a moment.
"However, in the Second Prince's courtyard, 113 people were executed, and in the First Prince's courtyard, 125 people were subjected to torture. Your Highness, please reconsider?"
The two of them came here for the sake of these nearly three hundred people.
Xuan Yuan Yonghao lifted his eyelids, his dark eyes fixed on Lin Liqiang, a slight smile playing on his thin lips.
"You want to save me?"
Lin Liqiang didn't know why, but his heart trembled when those eyes stared at him.
He's fought on the battlefield for so many years, who has he ever been afraid of?!
Lin Liqiang was the only one who felt uneasy when he saw his own prince, who looked like a frail scholar who couldn't carry a heavy load.
Does he mean he wants to save them, or he doesn't?
You should know that the execution is scheduled for tomorrow.
At that time, wouldn't there be rivers of blood and everyone in the palace living in fear?
Lin Liqiang glanced at the Prime Minister and saw that the Prime Minister remained silent.
Lin Liqiang's heart pounded even harder.
This, this;;;;;.
In the end, I'll just tell the truth.
"Your Majesty, I believe that you should not engage in bloodshed after your ascension to the throne. If this matter were to get out, I fear it would cause widespread panic."
You should know that a few days ago, all the eunuchs and palace maids who had served the late emperor were all sentenced to death to accompany him.
As for the concubines, they were all sent to nunneries.
At first, the ministers in the court submitted memorials to dissuade His Highness, believing that his actions were too ruthless and bloody.
Later, finding that the memorials were useless, he knelt directly at the entrance of the Imperial Study and kowtowed to the ground to show his determination.
Later, those ministers with strong principles were indeed sentenced to death by His Highness.
Then, the ministers immediately became obedient.
Everyone was angry but dared not speak out.
At this moment, only Prime Minister Zhao and General Lin, who had followed him from beginning to end, were able to step forward and say a few words.
Who else would dare to do that?
Xuanyuan Yonghao toyed with the slender calligraphy brush, his eyes lowered.
"Saving people is not impossible."
He spoke in a gentle tone, recounting his story in a slow and deliberate manner.
Upon hearing that there was hope, Lin Liqiang was about to kowtow and express his gratitude.
Then I heard Xuanyuan Yonghao say
"If it's a life for a life, then I won't say anything more. General Lin, which one do you wish to save?"
Lin Liqiang choked for a moment.
"Chen,;;;Chen;;;,"
Lin Liqiang has always fought on the battlefield, how would he know how to do these things?
Finally, it was Prime Minister Zhao who spoke up.
"Your Highness, General Lin does not mean that. All decisions should be made according to Your Highness's wishes."
"Yes, yes, Your Highness will obey everything."
Lin Liqiang clasped his hands in a fist salute and quickly replied.
Xuanyuan Yonghao's dark eyes swept over the two of them. His expression was gentle. He leaned back in his chair, one hand supporting his forehead.
"My two esteemed ministers, is there anything else you wish to report?"
"No, nothing more. I'll take my leave now!"
Lin Liqiang's mind was completely blank at the moment; he needed to go out for some fresh air before he could think straight.
So much so that he pulled the prime minister and hurriedly walked outside.
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