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Yun Qingyu slightly turned to the side, her sharp gaze sweeping across the assembled officials. She spoke loudly, "You all can take a good look and see if this Palace has wronged him." With a wave of her arm, she pointed at the man being brought forward, Hong Shangshu.
Hong Shangshu was roughly shoved by the guards, stumbling as he knelt on the floor of the hall. His face was as pale as paper, the former authority he once commanded long gone. He appeared drained of all spirit, trembling uncontrollably like a withered leaf in the autumn wind.
The civil and military officials present fell silent, not daring to make a sound.
They exchanged glances filled with hesitation, but in the face of such overwhelming evidence, none dared to step forward to plead for Hong Shangshu.
Even though many felt a deep-seated hatred for Yun Qingyu, they understood that with the piles of gold and silver before them, any attempt to frame Yun Qingyu would be utterly impossible given the irrefutable proof.
The Emperor sat on his dragon throne, his expression dark and foreboding. His tone was particularly cold, laced with deep-seated fury that echoed like thunder before a storm.
He was already troubled by the emptiness of the National Treasury and worried about tribute matters, constantly asking his ministers for solutions only to receive dismissive responses about lacking funds and options.
Now, seeing the glimmering silver before him, he had made up his mind to fully support Yun Qingyu. After all, capturing thieves along with their loot meant there could be no leniency.
At this moment, Hong Shangshu had completely lost his composure. His lips trembled as he stammered, "I... I have nothing to say... I beg Your Majesty..."
The Emperor slammed his hand on the armrest of the throne and shouted furiously, "Silence!"
His voice resonated like a great bell throughout the hall, causing everyone’s ears to ring.
With a gaze filled with murderous intent, the Emperor coldly declared, "Since you have nothing to say, there is no need to plead with me. Guards! Take Hong Shangshu and his family to the dungeons. They shall be executed after autumn!"
Hearing these words, Hong Shangshu felt as if the world had collapsed around him, darkness enveloping his vision.
His limp body was like a piece of mud, utterly powerless to resist as the guards dragged him out like a dead dog.
At this moment, he lacked even the strength to plead for mercy, his heart filled with despair.
The great hall was deathly silent, the stillness so profound it was frightening, as if the very air had solidified.
The Emperor let out a cold laugh, the sound piercing through the silence of the hall: "Over 700,000 taels of silver? Hmph, you truly have opened my eyes!"
The ministers, upon hearing this, were filled with terror and quickly knelt down, crying out, "Your Majesty is wise!"
Their foreheads pressed against the ground, their bodies trembling slightly from fear.
The Emperor took a deep breath, striving to control his emotions, yet his voice remained icy: "I have granted Qingyu full authority to investigate corrupt officials. From now on, whoever is found guilty shall not be obstructed by others; otherwise, they will be punished as accomplices."
Upon hearing this, the officials broke into a cold sweat that trickled down their cheeks and soaked their garments. Their hearts grew increasingly uneasy, yet they could only brace themselves and shout again, "Your Majesty is wise!"
The voices of the officials were uneven, betraying their concealed panic.
The Emperor furrowed his brow, his gaze sharp as he scanned the princes present but did not see the Third Prince among them.
He frowned slightly and coldly asked, "Where is the Third Prince? Did he not attend court today?"
The Personal Eunuch hurriedly approached with small, quick steps, bending slightly and lowering his voice to report, "Your Majesty, there has been an incident at King Jin's Mansion."
As he spoke, his eyes darted around, and he stammered. The Emperor noticed this and furrowed his brow even tighter, his tone turning harsh as he asked, "What exactly happened? Are you saying that the matter of Hong Shangshu's embezzlement has frightened him into silence?"
The Personal Eunuch trembled in fear, reporting anxiously, "Your Majesty, Prince Jing... Prince Jing has killed the Princess."
The Emperor's expression changed drastically; first, a flicker of shock crossed his face, followed by a surge of overwhelming anger. The two emotions intertwined, leaving him momentarily stunned.
He understood the gravity of the situation. If not handled properly, it would surely lead to chaos in the court and within the royal family, with unimaginable consequences.
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