"After all, the Pri Minister is the Empress’s father, and the Prince has beaten him like this. It’s difficult for to explain to the Empress. In my opinion, let’s each take a step back for peace. Beloved Minister Long, what do you think?"
Long Rui nodded: "Hmm!"
The Emperor was very satisfied with the Prince’s reaction and continued, "Let’s forget about yesterday’s misunderstanding. However, today in the Golden Throne Hall, you beat the Pri Minister like this. It seems inappropriate not to apologize. Although I’m in a difficult position, to show fairness, War Prince, just casually apologize to the Pri Minister anyway. It’s just a few words, and it’ll save face."
The Emperor grew more excited: "Also, the Pri Minister’s Mansion was demolished by the Prince. Rebuilding it will be quite an expense. Shouldn’t the Prince compensate so silver to allow the Pri Minister to rebuild his mansion?"
As the Emperor spoke, the civil and military officials grew increasingly astonished, all wondering if the Prince is truly so obedient?
Apologize? Compensation?
The Emperor must be joking with him, right?
Considering the Ghost King has dominated the imperial court for over a decade, even if he does make a mistake, it’s considered right. There’s no question of apology or compensation. Besides, the Pri Minister ca with trouble to his doorstep; if he doesn’t take action, is he still the Ghost King?
Long Rui looked up at the Emperor, his voice calm and undisturbed, asking: "Is the Emperor speaking to your humble servant?"
The Emperor began to feel awkward. The Prince was clearly pretending to be confused. Everyone present was watching, so he had to muster the courage to say: "Yes, Beloved Minister Long, what do you think of my suggestion?"
Long Rui: "It can be reluctantly accepted."
When the Emperor heard this, he was overjoyed. The War Prince had finally co around and stopped opposing him. After all, he’s the ruler of the nation, and at most, the War Prince is just a minister. Outwardly, he would still give him a bit of face.
While the Emperor was feeling pleased with himself.
The War Prince shouted coldly to the Pri Minister not far away: "Pri Minister, did you hear that? The Emperor wants you to apologize to ! Hurry up, I have other matters to attend to!"
Everyone present was shocked. Prince, your ability to twist the truth is astonishing! You dare to even twist the Emperor’s words?
The Emperor clearly asked you to apologize to the Pri Minister. How did it beco the Pri Minister apologizing to you!
Everyone held their breath, looking at the Pri Minister and then the War Prince, waiting to witness the drama!
The Pri Minister, with his back stiff, sat frozen on the stool. Upon hearing the Emperor asking the War Prince to apologize and compensate him, he was delighted. Suddenly hearing the War Prince’s words, he was startled, and imdiately enraged. In his fury, he forgot about his own injury and sprang up, angrily pointing at the War Prince: "You..."
Before he could finish his sentence, the Pri Minister let out a miserable scream: "Ah...!"
It turned out, in his anger, he had forgotten about the severe injury on his waist. Suddenly standing up, a sharp pain imdiately shot through his waist, forcing him to let out a cry and fall back onto the stool.
The nearby eunuch hurried forward to check: "Pri Minister, Pri Minister."
Sweat beads the size of beans poured down the Pri Minister’s forehead, his swollen face twisted in agony: "Ah... it hurts... it’s killing ."
The Emperor frowned, saying: "If the Pri Minister is uncomfortable, send him back to rest properly."
"No, no, Emperor, it’s not necessary, I can still handle it." As soon as the Pri Minister heard the Emperor wanted him to return, he beca anxious instantly. If he wasn’t present, what if the War Prince hard him?
Therefore, even if it killed him, he had to endure.
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