Wang Bingyao, being a man of considerable composure, remained silent for a moment before sighing softly, "Since the Ninth Prince has already attained immortality, we, his subjects, naturally cannot force him to descend into mortal tribulations again. However, Your Majesty..."
“Hey! Dad, if you think the Emperor is no good, you can just quit this official position. Anyway, you're just doing a thankless job and won't earn much money all year round. Or, we can go to Cangzhou with my brother-in-law and sister. Why do we have to stay here and suffer this wretch?” Wang An’s eyes gleamed as he excitedly began to persuade his father.
Shang Xiye frowned slightly.
Nowadays, there are not many loyal and devoted old ministers like Wang Bingyao and Yuan Zhouhan in the Great Zhao Dynasty. They can be considered the mainstay of the court.
If they leave, the empire he promised to protect for his father will likely be lost...
Ji Fengyao also thought of this, and stopped watching the commotion. She quickly spoke up to stop them: "Xiao Anzi, come back and stop fooling around. Let the Prince and the two officials have a proper discussion."
"Oh," Wang An pouted and scurried back to Ji Fengyao's side.
He asked Bailu to add a chair and a small table for him, and then went to quietly enjoy his tea.
Wang Bingyao felt deeply pained upon witnessing this scene:
This guy is probably a fake; he's probably not Wang's son!
otherwise,
He shouted himself hoarse, but this guy wouldn't listen to a single word.
When Princess Chonghe gave a gentle call, this thing curled up more obediently than a Pekingese!
Shang Xiye paused for a moment, then said, “Because of the late Emperor’s edict, Your Majesty has been overly sensitive in your dealings with me. In the process of my annihilation of the Di Kingdom, my actions were indeed too flamboyant and high-profile. It is only natural that Your Majesty is wary of me. Once I leave the capital and am far away from the court, Your Majesty can rest assured.”
Yuan Zhouhan and Wang Bingyao pursed their lips, neither of them speaking.
The Emperor's recent unusual behavior is not limited to his dealings with the Ninth Prince;
Are these changes in him really just because he fears the Ninth Prince?
Shang Xiye sighed inwardly and said, "I beg you two gentlemen to give the Emperor some more time, for the sake of the late Emperor and the people of the world. If... if the Emperor continues to act so absurdly after I leave the capital, I will not stand idly by. At that time, I will trouble you two gentlemen to inform me, and I will make other plans for the people of Da Zhao."
“That’s the only way,” Yuan Zhouhan said helplessly.
“It is a misfortune for the people of our Great Zhao to be unable to rule the world as the Ninth Prince,” Wang Bingyao sighed in disappointment, then stood up and clasped his hands in a fist salute, saying, “In that case, let it be as if I had never come today.”
Shang Xiye nodded.
Wang Bingyao bowed again and said, "I cannot stay any longer and must take my leave now."
After saying that, he took two steps, then turned back.
One of the generals was sitting next to Ji Fengyao, eating a pastry and drinking tea. Wang An, who was enjoying his meal, suddenly grabbed him and dragged him away.
Afraid of spilling the half-piece of good pastry he was holding, Wang An hurriedly stuffed the whole piece into his mouth, wiping his mouth as he protested incoherently, "Father, you go ahead, why are you dragging me along? People are having tea in peace... Let go... I still have something to discuss with Princess Chonghe... Ouch, that hurts, that hurts..."
Wang An's voice gradually faded into the distance.
Yuan Zhouhan also rose with Yuan Zhisheng to take their leave, saying, "Since that's the case, I won't bother you any longer. I'll take my leave."
"Okay," Shang Xiye agreed, took out an item from her storage ring, and handed it to Wuying: "Wuying, go and see Lord Yuan and Young Master Yuan off."
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