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Chapter 473

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The entire city gate tower was silent. Even the voices of the peddlers on the street not far from the city gate tower could be heard clearly. Everyone couldn't help but look at the Ministry of Rites official holding the imperial decree like they were looking at a madman. What was the use of that? Was Mo Xiuyao someone that you could demote as you wished? Even if Mo Jingqi wrote a thousand imperial decrees to throw Mo Xiuyao into the dust, he would still be high up in the Northwest and look down on the nobles. Was the Xu family someone that you could execute just because you wanted to? Why don't you execute a member of the Xu family first? Just by looking at the Xu family sitting in the front row, it was clear how unreliable the Da Chu State emperor's imperial decree was.

Mo Jingqi obviously knew that this imperial decree was useless. Therefore, he didn't really send people to execute the Xu family today, nor did he really want to do anything to Mo Xiuyao. He just wanted Mo Xiuyao to lose face in front of the heroes and nobles of the world.

"Haha … …" A burst of clear laughter suddenly came from the main seat. Mo Xiuyao leaned back in his chair as if he had heard something very funny. He laughed so hard that his entire body fell back into the chair. When he finally finished laughing, Mo Xiuyao leaned against Ye Li's shoulder and sat up. He looked down at the Ministry of Rites official who was forcing himself to be calm and raised his eyebrows: "Take his imperial surname? Did that idiot Mo Jingqi forget that I didn't have his surname? I just happened to have the same ancestor as him. "

"Impudent! You dare to be so disrespectful to the emperor! "Although the Ministry of Rites official was angry, his face was also a bit embarrassed. The Da Chu State was founded on filial piety. Other than being bestowed the imperial surname due to great contributions, no one could change it, including the emperor. Even if someone really committed the crime of having their entire family executed, they couldn't casually change the criminal's surname. Moreover, Mo Xiuyao's surname was originally Mo, and it wasn't a surname bestowed upon him by the Emperor. In addition, although the two families came from the same source, after the founding of Taizu, they established their own ancestral temples. Mo Xiuyao and Mo Jingqi had the same surname, but they could no longer be considered to have the same ancestors. Mo Jingqi had the power to expel many of the Prince's relatives from the clan, but that did not extend to Mo Xiuyao. However, no matter how awkward it was, he could not tolerate Mo Xiuyao calling the Emperor an idiot in front of everyone.

Mo Xiuyao faintly raised his eyebrows, completely ignoring the furious Minister of Rites. Those who were sent by Mo Jingqi to the northwest to die were obviously not important characters. He was most likely the newly appointed Minister of Rites.

Mo Xiuyao did not bicker with him, but the generals of the Mohist army could not tolerate it. They all opened their mouths and cursed angrily. The men who came out of the military camp naturally did not have the elegance of the scholars in the imperial court who scolded people. They dared to use all kinds of vulgarities. Mo Jingqi had probably never been scolded this much in his entire life. Mo Xiuyao leisurely enjoyed the curses of the soldiers and did not have any intention of restraining them. After all, Mo Xiaobao's one month birthday banquet was over. The rest of the banquet was time for entertainment.

Below, Lei Tengfeng sat next to Jhennam Of Gojoseon and furrowed his brows. In a low voice, he asked: "Fuwang, what do you think Prince Ding means by this?" If word of Mo Jingqi's ruckus spread out, Mo Xiuyao's face would not look good. If Mo Xiuyao wanted to stop this matter, those officials would not be able to enter. Now, looking at Mo Xiuyao's appearance, not only did he not intend to stop it, he even seemed to be adding fuel to the fire. This made Lei Tengfeng somewhat unable to understand what Mo Xiuyao wanted to do.

Jhennam Of Gojoseon slightly narrowed his eyes and glanced at Mo Xiuyao, who was sitting on the main seat with a smile on his face but a hint of coldness in his eyes. His gaze then landed on Ye Li. Ye Li quietly sat next to Mo Xiuyao. Her gaze was indifferent as she watched the farce in front of her, as if she did not have any intention of getting angry. Jhennam Of Gojoseon naturally knew that Ye Li was not a woman without a temper. In reality, it was just that she rarely lost her temper. Once she was truly angry, not to mention women, most men in this world would not be able to bear it. The Xu family seated below also seemed to be rather calm. Even the third and fifth young masters of the Xu family, who had the worst tempers, sat quietly and drank wine, as if this matter had nothing to do with them.

After a moment of silence, Jhennam Of Gojoseon's heart skipped a beat. In a low voice, he said: "I'm afraid … Mo Xiuyao and the Da Chu State will truly fall out." This was not good news for West-Hill. West-Hill and even the Northern Tribes and Southern Zhao had been sparing no effort in trying to drive a wedge between the Da Chu State's royal family and the Prince Ding Mansion. But they definitely did not wish for the two to truly fall out. If the Prince Ding Mansion and the Mohist army were said to be an extremely sharp sword, then the Da Chu State was a somewhat rusty sheath. But when necessary, it could restrain the actions of the Prince Ding Mansion and the Mohist army. It could allow the people who were forced into a corner by the sharpness of this sword to have room to breathe and a chance to counterattack. Just like when Mo Xiuyao led the army to conquer the south. If not for the imperial court restraining him, the Nanzhao Kingdom would have been destroyed in name, even if it had not been destroyed. And once the Mohist army truly broke away from the control of the Da Chu State, it would be like an unsheathed sword. When it wanted to swing somewhere, it would inevitably bring destruction and bloodshed, and no one could stop it.

Lei Tengfeng was startled. As the Crown Prince of West-Hill's Jhennam Of Gojoseon, he could naturally understand the crux of the matter. But he did not understand why Mo Xiuyao chose this time to break off relations with the Da Chu State. Previously, when the Mohist army struggled on the battlefield and was stabbed in the back by Mo Jingqi, Mo Xiuyao did not do anything. After Ye Li fell off the cliff, although Mo Xiuyao killed seven thousand soldiers and occupied the northwest, he did not really do anything. Even when Mo Jingqi stripped him of his throne, he did not care. But today … looking at the situation in front of him, Lei Tengfeng understood that Mo Xiuyao did not intend to continue enduring. Was it because of the Xu family? He looked at the calm members of the Xu family sitting across from him. From the white-haired Master Qingyun to the oldest Fifth Young Master of the Xu family, each of them had an extraordinary aura. But if it was said that Mo Xiuyao officially broke off relations with Mo Jingqi because of them, it would not make sense. After all, the Xu family had been in the northwest for many days.

Jhennam Of Gojoseon laughed coldly and said lightly, "Mo Xiuyao is right. Mo Jingqi is really an idiot. He fell into Mo Xiuyao's trap. Mo Xiuyao was waiting for him to make the first move! "With the pride of the Mohist army, it would be strange if they did not make trouble after being humiliated by Mo Jingqi.

Amidst the shouting and cursing, Mo Xiuyao calmly raised his hand. The shouting and cursing of the Mohist army immediately quieted down. Everyone looked at Mo Xiuyao who slowly stood up from his seat and Ye Li who stood up with him. The two of them stood side by side high up in the air, making everyone feel as if they were looking up to them. Mo Xiuyao smiled coldly as he looked at the Minister of Rites whose face was green with anger. Then his gaze swept over Mo Jingli. Mo Jingli's heart suddenly tightened. He stared closely at Mo Xiuyao. The hands behind his back also secretly clenched. Mo Xiuyao, what are you trying to do?

Mo Xiuyao said, "I know what Mo Jingqi wants to say. Since everyone is here today, I also have some things to say. After you hear it, I will bring it back to Mo Jingqi without missing a single word. "

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