These words were even more murderous and heartbreaking. By saying this, Zhao Ji was in effect pulling the ministers of the court into his own camp.

He was almost telling them directly: "If you stand with the fortune teller today, it will be easy for him to harm you tomorrow!"

Some ministers who were quick to react had already figured out the interests involved.

After a moment's hesitation, he stood up and said to the emperor: "I think the most urgent task is to rescue the people instead of worrying about who is the disabled person..."

"Besides, the details of whether it is incomplete or not are not given in detail. No one knows who the envoy is talking about!"

"That's right, the envoy may have been in a high position for too long. Has he forgotten the suffering of the people? Now the people are in dire straits. I think we should discuss the disaster relief issue first..."

These words said by others made the envoy very angry.

It's really strange. It was clear that all the emperor's previous actions were within the envoy's expectations. How could the situation change suddenly?

Before the envoy could figure out how he had become the target of criticism, he suddenly saw the prime minister on the other side stand up.

"Disaster relief is the most urgent issue now. Why don't we let the Ministry of Revenue make arrangements according to the previous situation first, and then let the Ministry of Works send someone to see if there is any way to properly resolve the disaster relief issue first!"

After all, the prime minister had been in officialdom for many years, so he could arrange things clearly in a few words. Anyway, he didn't need to do any specific work, so it was just a matter of talking.

The emperor has always respected the prime minister's advice, and what the prime minister said this time was actually in line with the rules and was the way to do things.

Just after the emperor agreed, the prime minister suddenly changed the subject: "After the disaster relief arrangements are made, we naturally need to start taking precautions. Although the envoy did not predict the previous disasters, what he predicts now should be what we need to guard against in the future..."

These words cleverly blocked Zhao Ji's previous question, and then once again brought the topic back to the disabled person in the prophecy.

"The so-called disabled people should refer to those who are missing some parts of their body, such as eyes or fur, or missing arms and legs, or some key parts. These can be called disabled people."

"Since the celestial phenomena have shown this, I think even if we believe that this is true, we cannot just assume it is not true. After all, making full preparations is the most important thing to do..."

The prime minister really had good intentions. He really took a roundabout way to bring the topic back to the original topic.

However, Zhao Ji had no intention of pampering the prime minister. He only heard Zhao Ji say: "There are too many people with disabilities. I think almost all the generals are in this situation. They fight outside, but they have to listen to these crazy words inside..."

The emperor thought again, indeed, these generals had all been to the battlefield, and which one of them was not injured?

After all, it still doesn't specify what kind of disabled person he is.

"Besides, Your Majesty, even if you are the chief envoy, you have said that there are times when the celestial phenomena are uncertain, or unstable. So, are the things we see now really what the heavens want to reflect?"

Zhao Ji's words once again made the emperor start to think deeply.

The envoy's face darkened for a moment, then he knelt there again and straightened his back, as if this could help him maintain his dignity.

The emperor thought about it, sighed and said, "Just as Zhao Aiqing said, I'm afraid that the inaccurate celestial phenomena may not have happened this time!"

In the end, this matter was ultimately left unresolved.

That night, a group of men in black broke into the palace.

Zhao Ji and Yueying intercepted for half the night. Zhao Ji took an opportunity to pull off the mask of a man in black and unexpectedly saw a familiar face.

It was not someone else, but the bright moon.

"What are you doing in the palace?" Zhao Ji sent Mingyue away in the first place because he hoped that Mingyue could live freely and unrestrainedly in the mansion in the capital.

But now Mingyue unexpectedly appeared in the palace at this moment.

Suddenly, a man in black behind Mingyue pushed Mingyue towards Zhao Ji and wanted to break into the palace again.

Yueying immediately stepped forward to stop him.

Zhao Ji wanted to kill him, but Mingyue suddenly blocked him. Zhao Ji paused for a moment and then said:

"Don't come to the palace again. I don't care who arranged for you to come in. You just need to turn around and tell them what the rules of the palace are!"

After tying up these men in black one by one and throwing them out of the palace, Zhao Ji pulled Mingyue to his own palace with a gloomy face.

Late at night, Zhao Ji's eyes were red. It seemed that Zhao Ji had won in the court today, but Xiao Min knew very well that if she had not reacted quickly today, she would definitely be accused.

And it's a hat that's enough to kill you.

What made Zhao Ji feel most strange was that just after such a thing happened in the morning, Mingyue actually came to the palace in the evening with a group of unfamiliar men in black.

At this time, Mingyue was settled by Zhao Ji in a side hall of the palace.

After thinking about it, Zhao Ji finally went to knock on Mingyue's door.

Mingyue seemed to have been waiting for Zhao Ji for a long time.

"I know what you want to ask me. You want to ask me how I know those men in black and why I came to this palace. This is actually what I want to tell you in person."

Mingyue lowered her head nervously. She was still wearing a nightgown that made it convenient for her to move around.

"It's like this. I don't know why one time when I was walking on the street, someone suddenly recognized me and said that I was the descendant of the Saint of Southern Xinjiang. If you count it, I should also be considered a Saint."

"Moreover, these people said that they smelled the scent of the Gu King on me, but I clearly knew that the Gu worm I had raised for more than ten years had died long ago."

"For a moment, I couldn't tell what was real and what was fake, but they were able to produce the portrait and jade pendant of my mother, so I believed them."

"These people told me that they lost something in the palace and wanted to come in to look for it. I thought they were just looking for one thing..."

Mingyue's voice became lower and lower.

Obviously, the tense situation between the two sides just now made Mingyue realize clearly that it is absolutely impossible for the two sides to reach a reconciliation.

At least not now.

So Mingyue quickly realized that she had been deceived by the black-clad man's poor excuse.

Maybe he took advantage of me a lot.