Blood splattered along with the wood chips from the coffin, instantly silencing the chaotic court.
Even Shen Zhiyu on the high platform was startled, his legs went weak, and he almost fell off the dragon throne.
Amidst a sea of crimson, Si Jin slowly entered the court. His bright red official robe, outlined with gold thread, was even more vibrant than blood, and it stood out strikingly on the handsome young man.
Sheng Linyuan followed closely behind Si Jin, standing silently in his usual spot, and even deliberately leaning a little outward.
He's so excited! He loves watching his precious little darling act. He needs to find a spot with a good view.
"Your Majesty, I am sorry for being late. Please forgive me."
Si Jin stood in front of the coffin, speaking frankly and apologetically, making the corpse broken in two behind him look even more comical.
After realizing what had happened, Shen Zhiyu's heart pounded, and she was almost stunned with anger.
He slammed his fist on the table and roared, "Mu Sijin, is this how you apologize?!"
“Your Majesty,” Si Jin said, “I discovered the other day that Nan Yuan, the daughter of Prime Minister Nan, has already defected to Dayong. I sent a message to Wenyuan Pavilion in advance, asking them to investigate Nan’s residence. Sure enough, they found a box of letters between him and Sheng Linfeng, the regent of Dayong.”
"It was he who instructed Nan Yuan to betray my plans to Dayong, leading to our dynasty's defeat. Traitors and treacherous officials deserve to be punished by everyone. As a Duke, I acted out of indignation."
"Your Majesty is a wise ruler. A wise ruler would naturally punish the Southern Chancellor by cutting him into a thousand pieces to appease the people. I only cut him in half, not to the point of cutting him into a thousand pieces. Therefore... I have come here to plead guilty."
"If Your Majesty wishes, I can use an axe to slice you to pieces on the spot."
Arrogance due to favoritism, distortion of the truth, moral blackmail, deliberate provocation—how come his family's actions are so much more pleasing to the eye than others'?
Sheng Linyuan, with his eyes still closed, continued to listen to Si Jin's words, which made Shen Zhiyu feel awkward and embarrassed.
Then, they very cooperatively delivered the letters that had been confiscated from the Wenyuan Pavilion.
Shen Zhiyu had prepared the words to reprimand Si Jin, but he couldn't utter a single word, and was choked back by them.
Not only that, Si Jin also turned around and accused the ministers who had jointly accused him of being accomplices of the Southern Prime Minister, thus eliminating several potential threats.
Shen Zhiyu's ears were ringing. Before he even reached his bedchamber after court, he heard the notification sound from the Qi Luck System.
[Failed to execute Mu Sijin; Luck value -10%; 10% of the host's soul extracted.]
10%! Another 10%.
Even though the Heavenly Emperor struggled desperately, he could not escape this system.
His soul... is gone by another 10%!
"Stop being so damn down!" the Heavenly Emperor roared. "You're an emperor! You should be more noble than Mu Sijin!"
[The day after tomorrow is the Heaven-worshiping ceremony. Let's first gather some fortune from the Heavenly Dao to stabilize our fortune value!]
… …
So Shen Zhiyu took a break for the next two days.
Yes, after this system is upgraded, it can obtain fortune from the Heavenly Dao, so why should he rely on Mu Sijin?
Shen Zhiyu secretly planned that after the ceremony, his luck would surely surpass that of Mu Sijin.
At that time, as the darling of heaven, wouldn't it be as easy as turning his hand to destroy whoever he wanted?
Shen Zhiyu had forgotten that when he first transmigrated, he was so stupid that he turned himself into a beggar and almost starved to death.
It was Mu Sijin, a merchant at the time, who happened to pass by and saved him, and even gave him several dozen taels of silver to settle down and make a living.
All he knew was that after his second rebirth, the system told him that Mu Sijin was a prince who had been living among the common people. As long as he seized Mu Sijin's fortune and returned to the palace in his place, he could rise through the ranks to become emperor.
But now, he has become emperor.
Therefore, Mu Sijin is no longer of any use to me.
Shen Zhiyu found a book called "History of Torture" and leisurely thought about how to kill Si Jin.
Finally, the day of the sacrificial ceremony to Heaven arrived...
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