If it were not for His Majesty's health that had been nurtured by Yun Yang during this period of time, he would have been fine. His anger alone would have suffocated him for a long time, but now that his body was getting better, as long as he did not engage in a life-and-death battle, he could usually expect to live to a ripe old age, much less be frustrated. After all, His Majesty's cultivation base was rather high as well.
It had not even been half a day since His Majesty's mood had gotten better, but the possibility of Yang Botao being a member of the Four Seasons Tower had come to light. This sudden realization made His Majesty feel like a hundred thousand horses were galloping in his heart.
He was the pillar of the military, one of the four marshals!
"Is the Grand Commandant here yet?" His Majesty sat on the throne with a grim expression.
Qiu Jianhan coughed and said, "The Grand Commandant has been ill lately, but he'll be here today. It's just that the Grand Commandant's body is more sensitive to the cold during this season, so he might have to make some preparations before arriving."
His Majesty nodded in understanding. "Please wait then."
"Has the Grand Tutor arrived?"
"This humble official is here."
"Have the marshals arrived?"
"Your Majesty, this humble general is here."
His Majesty snorted but did not speak, closing his eyes to rest.
Not long after, a rough voice rang out, "This old official is ashamed to be late."
His Majesty had just opened his eyes, but he closed them again.
It was the Grand Commandant who had left, but it was Leng Daoyin, that old fellow. This old fellow was not ill, but he had come so late.
Did he think this was his dining hall?
Leng Daoyin was met with Qiu Jianhan's questioning gaze. Leng Daoyin rolled his eyes and sighed, pursing his lips.
The corners of Qiu Jianhan's lips twitched.
Glancing at Yang Botao discreetly, Leng Daoyin strode into the hall.
Among the officials in the imperial court, Tie Zheng was the tallest. As he stood in the hall, he was two heads taller than the next taller person. He stood out like a crane amongst a flock of chickens, looking down on the crowd.
No one else spoke, only Tie Zheng's eyes were glaring at Yang Botao without blinking, as if he was going to swallow Yang Botao alive.
Yang Botao felt goosebumps rising from his glare and finally said angrily, "What are you looking at?"
Tie Zheng grew angrier as he hollered, "So what if I'm looking at you?"
Yang Botao was also furious. "Why don't you try looking again?"
Tie Zheng lifted his neck and looked askance at Yang Botao. "I dare you to say that again?"
Yang Botao only felt a belly full of anger. "Are you crazy?"
Without further ado, Tie Zheng threw a punch at Yang Botao's face and cursed, "F * ck you! Your father doesn't just want to look at you, I want to hit you and kill you! What can you do about it?"
Yang Botao's cultivation base was definitely not low, but no matter how hard he racked his brains, he would never have thought that Tie Zheng would actually dare to attack him in the Aurum Throne Room. He took the full brunt of the punch, seeing stars before his eyes. Enraged, he leapt up and scolded, "You with the surname Tie! … "
Before he could finish his sentence, Tie Zheng's second punch had already landed precisely on the other eye socket. At the same time, a flying kick landed squarely on Yang Botao's lower abdomen. Yang Botao's equally burly body fell onto the throne room with a loud thud, sending dust flying everywhere.
The few civil officials behind him dodged hastily.
Their eyes flickered quickly. It was rare to see an internal conflict between the military generals today. Such a spectacle was too rare …
Tie Zheng was unwilling to let it go, pouncing forward to press Yang Botao down and beat him up again. Yang Botao knew that Tie Zheng's ferocious nature had flared up. If he only attacked verbally and did not retaliate, this matter would be difficult to resolve. Yang Botao seized the opportunity and kicked Tie Zheng's lower abdomen. The kick caused Tie Zheng to grunt but he grabbed Yang Botao's right leg, twisting his body to break it.
Yang Botao roared and arched his body from the ground, wrapping his arms around Tie Zheng's neck. Both of them fell to the ground; in the next moment, the sounds of 'pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow' rang out continuously. Both of them were thick-skinned men; in an instant, the Throne Room was filled with dust.
Qiu Jianjun and Leng Daoyin, the two old marshals, were exasperated, rushing forward to mediate the fight but they had unintentionally restrained Yang Botao's limbs. Tie Zheng's hands were freed and punched again and again; after a few hits, Yang Botao's blood splattered everywhere.
His Majesty the emperor had only squinted his eyes when he heard the earth-shattering noises below him. When he opened his eyes, it had already turned into a martial arena.
Droplets of blood splattered everywhere; it was a mess.
Tie Zheng pinned Yang Botao to the ground and rode on him, punching and punching like a street thug, cursing with each punch, "F * ck your grandma!"
"Bastard!"
"I'll beat you to death!"
"F * ck you!"
"What is this?"
"I …"
His Majesty the emperor was silent for a moment before he felt the world spinning around him. When he snapped out of it, he bellowed, "Stop it!"
Tie Zheng retracted his fist and retreated, spitting, "You bastard son of a b * tch got off easy. Why didn't I beat you to death?"
Yang Botao broke free from his restraints and roared, springing up from the ground like a ferocious tiger, charging towards Tie Zheng in a frenzy. It was obvious that he had lost all sense of reason.
Yang Botao's military identity was no less inferior to Tie Zheng's. He had been utterly humiliated today, being held down and beaten up by Tie Zheng in front of all the civil and military officials of the imperial court.
"Stop it!" His Majesty the emperor was enraged. "Yang Botao! Didn't you hear me say stop? What kind of behavior is this?! "
Yang Botao's mind finally returned to a sliver of clarity as he looked at Tie Zheng, his face covered in blood. His finger stretched out, trembling, and pointed at Tie Zheng. "Just you wait!"
Tie Zheng looked back at him with a similarly enraged expression. "F * ck your grandpa, how dare you threaten me! Just you wait! If your father can't beat you to death today, I'll beat you to death tomorrow! "
"Shut up, all of you! Are all of you trying to rebel?" His Majesty the emperor bellowed.
The two marshals glared at each other before turning around and bowing. "This official is guilty, Your Majesty, please be appeased."
His Majesty the emperor was panting with rage, almost fainting as he bellowed, "What a disgrace! What a disgrace! "
Yang Botao looked aggrieved. "Your Majesty, this official has been wronged. This Tie Zheng has beaten this official like a mad dog today … This official has not offended him …"
Tie Zheng sneered, his laughter filled with disdain.
His Majesty the emperor said angrily, "Tie Zheng, why did you resort to violence in the imperial court today?"
Tie Zheng said loudly, "Doesn't this bastard know what he has done? F * cking hell … How dare he say he's being wronged! He's being wronged! He's insane! He's ungrateful! He's despicable! He's heartless! He's a bastard! Bah! "
Yang Botao was enraged. "Tie Zheng, speak clearly!"
Tie Zheng's muscular body took a step forward. "You bastard, how dare you feign ignorance! Let me ask you, what happened last night? "
Yang Botao's heart sank but he said, "What do you mean last night? This marshal was assassinated last night and the assassin was being apprehended! "
"Apprehended my * ss!"
Tie Zheng's white teeth were almost about to bite Yang Botao's face. "Supreme Wind and Supreme Flame went to your residence of marshal and announced that you're the one who framed the Nine Supremes' battle. What injustice do you have left to speak of?"
Yang Botao defended himself loudly, "Nonsense! The assassins who attacked last night were obviously from Thunderclap Hall. They resented me for executing military law and killing their young lord, that's why they came to assassinate him. Tie Zheng, do you believe whatever the assassin says? Are you an idiot? Can't you use your brain a little? Supreme Flame's arcane art of fire is completely different from Thunderclap Hall's arson art. One is internal while the other is external, their nature is different. Anyone with eyes can tell! "
Tie Zheng pursed his lips in disdain and said, "Executing military law and killing Thunderclap Hall's young lord? What a selfless and strict Marshal Yang! Come, tell me, what's the name of the Thunderclap Hall's young lord who served in your army? What position did he hold? Why did he violate military law and was killed by you? Come, tell me everything. I'll investigate this Thunderclap Hall's young lord and see if he's really a person and guilty of a crime! "
Yang Botao said angrily, "It's been so long, who would remember such a trivial matter? If it wasn't for last night's incident, it's just a passing cloud. Whose hands haven't been stained with the blood of executing military law? "
Tie Zheng said angrily, "Do you think I've never led a troop? Don't f * cking play dumb with me. The military law has always been specifically recorded. Did you f * cking lead a bunch of mobs? Yang Botao! You deserve to die a thousand times over! "
Yang Botao said, "Tie Zheng, you're being so aggressive because you're jealous of my military merit, jealous that my position is higher than yours. I know you've been dissatisfied with me for a long time. As long as I'm around, your title as the Unrivaled Man of the younger generation in the military will be hard to live up to …"
Tie Zheng sneered, "Unrivaled Man of the younger generation in the military? Forget about the fact that I've never cared about this title, even if I did, do you think you're fit to be mentioned in the same breath as me? Tell me, what other military merit have you achieved in these two years? Your father is in charge of the east and you're in charge of the north. Why would I be dissatisfied with you? You're not my f * cking son either! Your father is dissatisfied with you? Do you think you're worthy? You're a heartless thing! Even if you were to be my son, your father would despise you for sullying my name! "
Tie Zheng's rebuke was unstoppable. Although Yang Botao retaliated, his aura was much weaker.
His Majesty wanted to stop him, but after some thought, he could only watch from the sidelines.
Yang Botao suddenly turned to kneel. "Your Majesty, please seek justice for this official. Tie Zheng's mouth is filled with filthy words and he has humiliated and slandered this official in front of the court. This official is innocent! Your Majesty, please seek justice! "
Tie Zheng roared and was about to charge forward to lash out again, but he was held back by Qiu Jianhan.
Tie Zheng struggled with all his might, his eyes bloodshot and the panting in his chest could be heard clearly. "This ungrateful thing! He was ambushed in the battle of the northern border back then. If it wasn't for the Nine Supremes who saved his worthless life, the grass on Yang Botao's grave would be three f * cking feet tall by now. He actually participated in the murder of the Nine Supremes Lords … Your father and I are irreconcilable!"
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