Emperor Beili stared at Sang Zhi, then his gaze fell on Marquis Xiang Ming. After a few moments of silence, he spoke in a deep voice, "I hereby decree that Marquis Xiang Ming, trespassing into the imperial palace, commits a heinous crime. He shall be punished with one hundred military sticks, stripped of his rank of general, and expelled from Kyoto."
"Your Majesty, if we beat him with a hundred military sticks, he'd be dead." Zhan Yi was surprised and knelt down to beg for mercy: "Your Majesty, please have mercy."
What is the difference between a hundred military sticks and being killed?
Xiang Minghou's internal energy condensed, but he was held down tightly by Dean Chen.
"Marquis Xiang Ming, think about it, would the little girl want to see you die tragically?" Dean Chen stared at him with a serious expression, his voice so low that it was almost inaudible.
Xiang Minghou's eyes were filled with tears: "She's gone. If I can't avenge her, how can I be worthy of being a father?"
"She doesn't want to see it." Dean Chen's tone became heavier, and the pressure on his arm also intensified.
Marquis Xiang Ming raised his head, their eyes met. After a moment, he took a deep breath and said, "I only want Concubine Yuan's life. Even if I have to leave Kyoto, I want Concubine Yuan's head to sacrifice to my daughter."
"Your Majesty, Marquis Xiang Ming did not break into the palace intentionally. The incident was caused by Concubine Yuan. Your Majesty, please be lenient with him." Zhan Yi struck while the iron was hot.
Emperor Beili is not a fool. Marquis Xiang Ming wants to kill Concubine Yuan and also wants to assassinate the king!
"I have shown great mercy by not taking his life. Anyone who begs for mercy will be beaten with a hundred military sticks and expelled from Kyoto."
Zhan Yi's face was filled with worry. The emperor was determined. After being beaten with a hundred military sticks, would he still be alive?
An ordinary person couldn’t even withstand twenty blows of the military stick.
"Old Eight, come here." said Emperor Beili.
Sang stopped moving, staring at him with his scarlet eyes.
"Eucommia ulmoides." Emperor Beili called out.
Du Zhong flashed and landed beside Sang Zhi. Sang Zhi stabbed him with the dagger, but his head shook and he fainted.
"Take him back to Longlin Palace. If anyone lets him out again, bring his head to me." Emperor Beili ordered.
"Yes." Du Zhong picked him up.
"Li Quande, take Marquis Xiang Ming to the palace gate and execute him in public."
Eunuch Li stepped forward and saluted: "Yes."
Emperor Beili looked at Marquis Ming coldly and said, "If you dare to resist, I will order the execution of everyone in your general's mansion."
Xiang Minghou gripped the long sword tightly, with huge anger hidden in his heart. It was really disheartening that Beili had such an emperor. As for making great achievements, no achievement could be greater than ambition.
Ambition will destroy the foundation of a country——!
"General Xiang, please come in." Eunuch Li was very respectful to Marquis Xiang Ming.
Dean Chen secretly patted his arm and said, "One hundred military sticks are a bit difficult to endure. Use your internal energy to protect your heart meridians. I will have something to say to you when we return home."
Marquis Xiang Ming had a resolute expression on his face. He nodded slightly, then turned and walked towards the palace gate.
Eunuch Li followed closely behind with the Embroidered Uniform Guards.
"After a hundred blows from the military stick, even if he doesn't die, he will be crippled. Dean, is there really no other way?" Zhan Yi couldn't bear it.
"This is the limit of what the emperor can tolerate." Dean Chen was very clear.
If it weren't for the pressure from all parties, Xiang Minghou would have been killed for breaking into the palace and killing people.
"That……"
"Marquis Xiang Ming's internal energy to protect his body might work."
"Ah!" Zhan Yi sighed, "He has led troops in battle for many years, how could he be so impulsive?"
Dean Chen also sighed.
It was because of the many years of guarding the border that all the rules and etiquette had been worn down by the toughness of the border. Marquis Xiang Ming was suitable for fighting, but not for standing in the court.
When his temper gets tough, no one can stop him.
A lot of people had already gathered at the palace gate. The leading guard had just cleaned up the blood on the ground when he turned around and saw Marquis Xiang Ming coming out with a murderous look on his face.
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