"..." It was still quiet in the main hall, and no one answered.
Seeing the civil and military officials acting like dead pigs who were not afraid of boiling water, Dongfang Chen was so angry that his mouth was filled with smoke.
"Okay! Well done! Since none of you are willing to take over, just kneel down. When someone is willing to take over, get up again." Dongfang Chen snorted coldly, stood up, strode down the imperial steps, and rushed out angrily.
to the main hall.
An Fuhai looked worried and followed quickly.
There was a deathly silence in the main hall, and everyone lay quietly on the ground without making a sound.
Next, every hour, Dongfang Chen asked An Fuhai to ask if anyone had changed his mind. However, every time An Fuhai answered with silence without any fluctuation, what An Fuhai brought to Dongfang Chen was naturally a failure.
information.
Dongfang Chen was so angry that he smashed half of the furnishings in the imperial study. Gradually, An Fuhai became more and more trembling when reporting, fearing that the furious Dongfang Chen would strangle him to death.
At night, all the officials knelt in the cold hall without eating or drinking all day long. Some weak civil servants began to faint. The eunuchs guarding outside the hall immediately reported to An Fuhai.
An Fuhai is so entangled. Letting him enter the royal study to plead for the officials is equivalent to going up a mountain of knives and into a sea of fire. He will probably never survive.
Finally, An Fuhai gritted his teeth and stomped in, carefully knocking on the inner door.
"Your Majesty, this servant has something to report." An Fuhai said cautiously.
"But is there anyone willing to take over that case?" Dongfang Chen's angry voice came.
A flash of hesitation and anxiety flashed across An Fuhai's face, and then he continued to say cautiously: "...it's something else, Your Majesty."
"Go away! Don't disturb me at this time!" Following Dongfang Chen's furious voice, a heavy object slammed on the door.
An Fuhai's face turned pale with fright, and he involuntarily took a few steps back, caressing his pounding heart, hesitated for a moment, plucked up the courage to step forward again, and said cautiously: "Your Majesty, I have someone to take over this case.
."
"..." The study was quiet for a moment, and then an angry voice came, "Why don't you come in quickly?"
An Fuhai took a deep breath, and then carefully opened the door. Looking at the messy imperial study room, his heart beat more and more uneasily. He swallowed, carefully avoiding the broken porcelain pieces on the ground. An Fuhai knelt on his knees and leaned down.
He said: "Your Majesty, this servant believes that this case cannot be tried except by the Emperor."
"What?!" Dongfang Chen shouted sharply, "An Fuhai, do you know what you are talking about?"
"Your Majesty, please listen to this servant's detailed recital." An Fuhai shook for a moment, and then continued with a trembling voice, "This case first involves Prime Minister Yun's Mansion, Protector's Mansion, Ning Guo's Mansion and General Zhenguo.
The government now involves the late Empress Yun's family. Here, each party is a force that cannot be underestimated. Any official responsible for this case will be tied up and dare not use his full strength. Only the emperor can ignore the power of all parties.
Let the case be heard fairly and fairly."
Dongfang Chen's originally furious eyes gradually calmed down and he looked at An Fuhai without blinking.
An Fuhai felt Dongfang Chen's eyes fall on his back, and suddenly a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.
For a long time, when An Fuhai felt like he was about to turn to stone, Dongfang Chen slowly opened his mouth...