Zheng Ping lost his balance and crashed to the ground.
The stench of blood permeated the entire hall, making the dignified man covered in blood appear even more like a bloodthirsty demon.
Zheng Ping's death shattered the strange peace that had been maintained.
Many military generals loyal to Nangong Mi rebelled, ignoring the rules and drawing their weapons, demanding to kill Si Jin by hand.
The old emperor was getting restless. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Si Jin begin to list the sons of various ministers.
“General Lin, your son is named Lin Zifeng, and he has been studying at the Imperial Academy for a year. Lord Zhu, your son is named Zhu Jin, and he has been studying at the Imperial Academy for two years. Minister Liu…”
He stood brazenly amidst the hostile gazes of the assembled officials.
One by one, as if reciting a familiar list, he named the descendants of these people, his eyes filled with a cruel and murderous intent that sent chills down the spines of those who watched.
The more the court officials listened, the more uneasy they felt. Finally, someone couldn't hold back any longer and tried to interrupt: "Ning Sijin! What exactly are you trying to say..."
However, before he could finish speaking, Si Jin pulled out the sword that was embedded in Zheng Ping's body and pierced his neck.
"Shh-"
The prince, covered in blood, had curved eyebrows and peach blossom eyes that exuded a dangerous yet alluring charm.
He raised his hand, put his index finger to his lips, and gestured for silence towards the corpse he had just killed.
The obsessive voice blurted out: "Shut up. My memory isn't very good. It took me half a month to memorize these names. Let me count them all."
In her mind's eye, Xiao Yao was so frightened that her fur stood on end and she shrank into her cat bed.
It especially wants to say: Don't adults have photographic memories?
But it dared not.
After counting all the names, Si Jin quietly announced the important matter: "A few days ago, Nangong Liu'er ordered the students of the Imperial Academy to poison me. It is said that the poison comes from thousands of years in the future, and is colorless, odorless, and causes no sensation."
"I thought to myself, how can such a good thing not be shared with others? So I simply mixed the poisoned stuff into the food in the Imperial Academy's dining hall."
"Your offspring must have been severely poisoned. According to Nangong Liuer, there is no antidote for this poison."
"But isn't it a coincidence that I've been seriously ill these past few years, and I've taken too much medicine, which has inadvertently led to the creation of an antidote that has cured me of the poison."
"Only I possess this antidote. If any of you desire a son..."
At this point, Si Jin paused, then raised his hand and pointed directly at Nangong Mi: "Help me kill him."
My son has been poisoned!
Only Ning Sijin has the antidote!
These two points were firmly etched into the minds of every minister after these words.
My heart clenched, and cold sweat gradually soaked through my clothes.
In the midst of immense tension, Si Jin said, "Everyone is taking risks now for the sake of offspring. What's the use of a high position if you lose your children?"
"Is that right? Prime Minister Nan Gong?"
Si Jin deliberately pointed at Nangong Mi, once again bringing up his grief over the loss of his son and lashing him out.
This angered Nangong Mi, who then launched an attack.
However, just as he was about to take a step, he was surrounded by a large number of military and civil officials.
Their faces were all solemn as they coldly reminded him, "Prime Minister Nangong, your son is dead, but our son is still alive!"
"What kind of prime minister is he? Nangong Mi is plotting a rebellion and must be executed!"
"Capture Nangong Mi alive! Report back to the Emperor!"
Seeing his hard-won forces turn against him one by one, Nangong Mi laughed maniacally.
"Finally, the tree has fallen and the monkeys have scattered. You were all people I promoted one by one over the past twenty years! Hahahaha!"
"I wish you all a terrible death."
After saying that, he suddenly sprinkled a handful of white powder from his hand.
Taking advantage of the moment when everyone's view was obscured and he was coughing repeatedly, he quickly used his internal energy to dash out at top speed.
Everyone wanted to take him in, but Si Jin stopped them.
With a faint smile on his lips, he replied, "What are we chasing? Nangong Mi must be looking for his last accomplices. Once he finds them, we'll round them up and put them on the execution platform in the capital, to be publicly executed one by one."
"Isn't it better?"
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