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Jiang Gu placed the medicine bottle on the shelf.
After washing up, he put on his court robes and headed to court.
At the palace entrance, Jiang Gu stood quietly, seemingly isolating himself from another world. His jade-like face was slightly lowered, as if he were contemplating something.
Feng Xiaohan also arrived to attend court, with Wenshu and Qing’an standing behind him.
When the officials saw them, they thought, “Oh dear, the blue and black duo and the King of Hell are here again; heaven knows who will be unlucky today.”
“Greetings, Your Highness! Long live the Prince!” the officials bowed.
“Rise.”
“Is Minister Jiang here?” Feng Xiaohan’s voice, calm yet authoritative, resonated through the hall.
The officials instantly understood who the unfortunate one was.
It was Minister Jiang.
Minister Jiang and the Regent Prince were sworn enemies.
Minister Jiang often lodged complaints against the Regent Prince.
If it weren’t for the protection of the Emperor and the fact that he hadn’t been caught doing anything wrong, he would have been dealt with by the Regent Prince long ago.
However, his days weren’t easy either, as no one dared to get close to him, fearing to offend the Regent Prince.
“I am here.”
“I’ve reviewed Minister Jiang’s memorial.”
“It states that this prince is above the law, while Minister Jiang upholds it. Do you know there’s a rule that one cannot offend their superiors?” Feng Xiaohan said with a hint of sarcasm on his face.
“I understand.”
“If you understand, then will you kneel here if I command it?”
“I obey your command.”
Jiang Gu knelt straight in front of the palace gate, like a sturdy bamboo, unbending.
The officials watched, lamenting Minister Jiang’s noble spirit while also calling him a fool.
Facing the powerful Regent Prince, even the Emperor had to give the prince some leeway. Was it right to say he was upright or just stubborn?
People like him didn’t last long.
Just like the tragic incident with the Pei family.
“Let’s begin the court session.” Realizing that Feng Xiaohan had arrived, the guards quickly opened the palace gates, and the eunuchs hurriedly called for the court to begin.
They couldn’t let the Regent Prince wait outside.
Feng Xiaohan glanced at Jiang Gu, his words dripping with disdain.
“Get up.”
“Thank you, Your Highness.”
Wenshu pushed Feng Xiaohan inside.
At this time, the Emperor was still preparing for court.
His trusted secret guard whispered a few words to the Emperor.
“Dismissed.” The Emperor waved his hand.
The secret guard disappeared without a trace.
“Jiang Gu…” The Emperor murmured this name.
As the number one scholar, perhaps he could become his most useful weapon.
Feng Xiaohan sat in the main hall, resting his head on his hand, lost in thought.
He wondered if the little girl had woken up yet.
He hoped to return home early.
Once the Emperor arrived, discussions began.
Feng Xiaohan remained silent as usual.
“Xiaohan?” The Emperor called out to Feng Xiaohan.
“What does Your Majesty wish?” Feng Xiaohan asked indifferently.
“General Huo is returning to court soon, and he has achieved a victory. How should he be rewarded?”
“General Huo indeed deserves merit, but he couldn’t have achieved victory solely by himself.” Feng Xiaohan played with his prayer beads.
“I understand.” The Emperor nodded with a smile.
The officials exchanged glances; most of the military power was in the hands of the Regent Prince, while the rest belonged to General Huo.
These two would surely have a clash.
Especially since General Huo had achieved consecutive victories, while the Regent Prince seemed somewhat anxious about not wanting the Emperor to reward General Huo.
Feng Xiaohan lightly curled his lips.
“Wenshu.”
Wenshu immediately understood.
“Replying to Your Majesty, my lord is unwell and wishes to take his leave.”
“Unwell? Should we call for the imperial physician?” The Emperor asked with concern.
“No need.” Feng Xiaohan refused.
“Resting is enough.”
Qing’an pushed Feng Xiaohan out.
After Feng Xiaohan left, the Emperor remained smiling.
The officials were all lost in their thoughts.
The Regent Prince seemed to be angry.
Jiang Gu kept his head down, his jade-like face showing no emotion.
In the carriage, Feng Xiaohan listened to the sounds of vendors outside.
“Rice cakes, fresh rice cakes!”
“Dumplings, thin skin and lots of filling!”
“Qing’an, go buy a portion of rice cakes.”
He had heard from Mingzhu that the rice cakes from this vendor were quite delicious; he wanted to bring some back for Yu Yu to try.
“Yes.”
Qing’an went down to buy rice cakes.