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Chapter 104 Send Your Majesty to the Funeral Day (31)

Chapter 104 Farewell to Your Majesty (31)

Author: Lin Xiyue

The harder the prime minister pressed, the more Gu Beiting didn't want to give in. With so many courtiers here now, he didn't want to lose his face as the emperor, and he didn't want them to look down on him more.

The majesty that belongs to the emperor must be maintained!

"The Prime Minister also said that protecting the master is the right thing to do. Shi Yu is mine and she has always been protecting me. Prime Minister, don't be confused."

The Prime Minister's face looked extremely ugly.

This emperor has become more and more disobedient, and he actually fought against him over a slave!

No one dared to interrupt when the Prime Minister and Gu Beiting were talking.

What broke the confrontation was a slightly serious voice.

Qu Zhong, the Minister of War, who never spoke much in court, came out with clear eyes and straight spine.

"Your Majesty, I have something to say."

"Say it!" Gu Beiting said hurriedly.

He didn't want to continue arguing with the Prime Minister like this anymore. The Prime Minister's eyes really made him a little bit unbearable.

Qu Zhong stepped forward and bowed, "Prime Minister Zhuang, as I see it, none of this is important now."

The Prime Minister's gaze was as sharp as an arrow and seemed to be able to pierce through Qu Zhong, but Qu Zhong's aura was very calm and was not intimidated by his eyes, and his tone remained calm.

"It is true that many people saw it just now. The Queen's injury had nothing to do with Shi Yu. It is really inappropriate for the Prime Minister to express his anger like this."

"If the Prime Minister cares little about human life and does not regard the lives of slaves as his own, then wouldn't all the kind words the Prime Minister said before become a joke."

Qu Zhong's every word was like a knife poking at weak points, and the Prime Minister stared at him with an increasingly evil look.

He glanced at Gu Beiting, who could hardly help but applaud Qu Zhong.

"Shilang Qu, your words are still arguing around the topic just now. What is the point of you standing up!"

"The Prime Minister's words are wrong again. There are hundreds of civil and military officials in the court. If only the Prime Minister can express his own opinions and the other court officials cannot refute, then is it possible that the entire court is the Prime Minister's decision?"

"Qu Zhong!"

Every word of Qu Zhong's words was so heart-breaking that no matter how good-tempered Prime Minister Rao was, he couldn't help shouting.

This Qu Zhong used to stand aside and watch the show and never spoke. He didn't think he was that kind of pure minister, but now his words are like sharp arrows when he opens his mouth!

I used to underestimate him!

There was still no sadness or joy on Qu Zhong's face. After enough of his sarcastic words, he started to talk about the topic.

"Prime Minister, what we are arguing about is not important. Neither the queen nor the maid can compare to the emperor's safety."

"The imperial physician in the palace has superb medical skills. I think there must be a way to cure the injuries on the Queen's face. The Prime Minister does not need to worry too much. What the Prime Minister should be most concerned about is where did the group of men in black come from and who are they?

If you dare to attack the emperor, this is the most important thing."

"But the Prime Minister keeps talking about the Queen. Isn't the Queen's appearance less important than the Emperor's life in the Prime Minister's eyes?"

All civil and military officials are here, even if you are the prime minister, you can't go too far.

He cupped his hands towards Gu Beiting and said, "I don't dare."

This was the first time that Gu Beiting saw the Prime Minister being so humiliating and submissive in front of him. He was in a good mood and even looked at Qu Zhong with more admiration, but he still knew the truth of giving up when something was good.

"Of course I believe in the Prime Minister."

The Prime Minister slowly put down his hands and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

He raised his eyes and stared at Qu Zhong and smiled slowly, "I am not as careful as the Minister of War. In this case, let's leave this matter to the Minister of War. What do you think, Your Majesty?"

Gu Beiting naturally did not want to tolerate the existence that endangered his life.

It was obvious that Qu Zhong was acting against the Prime Minister just now, so he would be relieved to let him go.

"Okay, then as the Prime Minister said, Qu Aiqing must investigate thoroughly."

Qu Zhong bowed his hands respectfully and said, "I accept the order."

When the Prime Minister passed by Qu Zhong, he gritted his teeth and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Shilang Qu can investigate carefully. If nothing can be found..."

The next words were not spoken, but they were full of threats.

Qu Zhong didn't squint his eyes, "I should do my best to serve His Majesty, and don't bother the Prime Minister."

The Prime Minister flicked his sleeves and strode away.

During the time they were arguing just now, the imperial doctor had stopped the bleeding and bandaged their wounds.

Gu Beiting only cared about his own face. Only Gu Zhan, who was hidden in the crowd, wanted to see but did not dare to look. He could only use his peripheral vision to look at the small tent that was set up a few times.

Although she had been told that she would be injured, it was still a little uncomfortable to see it with her own eyes. If it was worn on the shoulder, it would definitely leave scars, and she would have to take a good rest.

This time, it can be considered a serious crime.

The imperial doctor got off the sedan in fear, and Zhuang Xianyou desperately held back her tears to prevent them from falling and making the wound more painful.

The pain on the left side of her face made the fire in her heart burn like a bucket of oil, burning more and more. She was so immersed in the pain of the injured face that she didn't hear the argument just now.

Zhuang Xianyou strode out of the sedan chair and stared at the small tent. She had already moved away. Two palace maids helped Shi Yu up. She looked pale and closed her eyes tightly.

Zhuang Xianyou heard the report from the imperial doctor and Gu Beiting.

"Back to the emperor, Aunt Yu is fine. She just needs to take good care of herself after losing too much blood, otherwise she may develop hidden diseases."

"I know, I must take good care of you."

"yes."

Zhuang Xianyou held her hand tightly, why! She is not dead!

Why, she is obviously the queen of a country, but the emperor doesn't care about her at all, and doesn't even ask him how she is doing! He still cares about that cheap maid!

She wants her dead!

Zhuang Xianyou immediately wanted to rush forward and kill Shi Yu, but the Prime Minister blocked her way in time.

"Queen, calm down."

Zhuang Xianyou saw that her father was also hugging her and complaining aggrievedly, "Dad, it was her who caused me to do this! Daddy, you don't help me and you ask me to calm down!"

Her excitement pulled at the wound on her face, which made her cry again. Zhuang Xianyou could only raise her head to hold back the tears.

The Prime Minister felt very distressed when he saw her like this. His daughter had been a noble and pampered child since she was a child. How could she have ever suffered such a grievance!

He lowered his voice, "Xian'er, be obedient. The most important thing for you now is to heal the scar on your face. As a father, I will do my best to find medicine for you to remove the scar."

"As for the rest..." He glanced vaguely in Shi Yu's direction, "Leave it to daddy."

Zhuang Xianyou was still a little unwilling, but after hearing what he said, she nodded slightly.

That's right, the top priority is to heal the injury on her face, otherwise how will she see anyone in the future!

"Don't worry Xian'er, as long as dad is here, the position of queen can only be yours!"

"Yeah! I listen to daddy."

The Prime Minister turned around and looked at those who were against him.

No one dared to talk to him like that for all the years he had been an official in the court. Now, they must not let them think that he is easy to bully in his old age!

The original Shangshu Mansion is the best example!


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