Since Prince Yue was able to enter the tent safely, it should be the third result that Tang Min mentioned. I couldn't help but look at Tang Min next to me. Who would have thought that he still had the same expression as before. He even smiled at Prince Yue and said, "It's really a good trick."
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Prince Yue said, "They're just ordinary creatures that have been controlled by someone. Even if they're described as ghosts, they're still ordinary creatures."
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Tang Min didn't argue with him and said, "The Emperor should have asked Your Highness to count the number of members of the imperial family. You should quickly return to the tent and report back, instead of wasting your time here with me."
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These words were not polite. The number of times Yue Wangye lost his temper in front of outsiders was extremely few. He had always displayed a gentle and refined temperament. He did not flinch and steadily helped me up. He whispered to me, "Let's go." Then he helped me out of the tent.
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I hurriedly said, "Your Highness, this rebellion was caused by Tang …"
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"Shh!" Prince Yue hastily interrupted me, "Let's go and pay our respects to Imperial Father first."
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Although he didn't want me to tell him about Old Madam Tang's scheme behind the scenes, I could tell from his hesitation that he had guessed quite a bit. Thus, I obediently stopped talking. However, I lowered my head and looked at my completely messed up appearance. If I went to see the emperor with this appearance, who knows if the emperor would know that I had been taken advantage of by the bandits.
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I said to the Prince, "Your Highness, can you allow me to fix my appearance for a while?"
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Prince Yue pulled me over and carefully looked at me. He frowned and said, "It's a mess. It's not appropriate. But right now, we don't have the time or place to fix it." He thought for a moment, then simply untied my messy hair bun. He asked someone to bring a water bottle over, then he used his sleeve to wipe the mud off my face.
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But in the end, it was still a wound. As soon as it touched the water, it hurt so much that I sucked in two mouthfuls of cold air and hissed like a snake.
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Prince Yue's heart ached for me, and his movements became even gentler. As he wiped me clean, he coaxed me, "Bear with it, bear with it."
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By the time Prince Yue finished cleaning my face, my eyes were already filled with tears. Prince Yue couldn't help but laugh out loud. Restraining his strength, he poked my head and said, "You can't cry anymore. If you cry again, your face that was just cleaned will be ruined again."
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I scolded, "You only care about your appearance."
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Prince Yue didn't get angry even after being scolded by me. Instead, he put his arm around my waist and helped me walk slowly. I looked at the surrounding elite soldiers who were protecting us, and couldn't help but ask him, "Why do these people have such expressions?"
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Prince Yue roughly glanced at me and said, "Because I never let anyone near me."
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I coldly replied with an 'oh' to show that I understood, but my heart was as sweet as honey.
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By the time Prince Yue and I entered the tent, almost everyone had arrived. I roughly glanced at them. Although the Emperor was angry, he was sitting on the dragon throne at the head of the table. Although the Empress' makeup was smudged, she was still able to straighten her back and wait on the Emperor. The remaining princes and ministers all had frightened expressions, as if they hadn't recovered from their shock yet.
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I took a closer look. Old Madam Tang, Tang Xiangguo, and Tang Min, who had walked in front of me at some point, were all listed above the tent. Except for Tang Xiangguo, who seemed to be cowering, the other two looked like they didn't have anything to do with this. Especially Old Madam Tang. Her expression made me think that this rebellion had nothing to do with her.
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Suo Chaoluo's Heir Heshuo was really pitiful. He was shackled and kneeling in the middle of the tent. Even without raising his head, he could feel the resentful gazes around him.
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When the Emperor saw that Prince Yue had entered the tent, he seemed to have regained his confidence. He sprang up from his dragon throne and pointed at Heir Heshuo. He angrily said, "You daring traitor! Zhen has treated you and Suo Chaoluo's tribe well. Where did you get such thoughts!" He picked up a purple porcelain bowl and threw it at Heir Heshuo's face.
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"Speak! You still have He Peng and the rebels! Speak them all! " As if the Emperor didn't think that wasn't enough, he picked up a pink porcelain pot and smashed it. The more the Emperor spoke, the angrier he became. The large porcelain pot smashed onto Heir Heshuo's head. His head was made of steel, and the porcelain pot shattered into pieces.
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Inside the tent, there was a mournful wail, as if someone had died. The princes and officials all cried out, "Your Majesty, please calm down." They all knelt down. Everyone was on guard for their own lives. I don't know why, but I felt pity for the two good looking teapots.
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Heir Heshuo's shoulders were tied to his tribe. Even if he was a famous rebel, the Emperor didn't refuse to give him face and put him in prison. He pulled the shackles on his hands, the iron tools collided with each other, creating a 'dong dong dong dong dong' sound. With a cold laugh he said, "The Heaven is clear, if I, Suo Chuoluo and Suo Shuo really have the intention to rebel, then from this day on my entire clan, for generations to come, there will be no calves to be born, no strong cattle to be raised!"
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His forehead was a bright red and purple. Blood flowed down his neck and into his collar. He had the attitude of a martyr who didn't care about his life or death. Suo Chaoluo's tribe gathered faith and used the Ox God as an excuse. Heir Heshuo was really ruthless.
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The Emperor's eyes flashed, and his anger dissipated by thirty percent.
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Tang Xiangguo stepped forward and pointed at Heir Heshuo's nose and scolded, "What an unrepentant traitor. The rebel soldiers are your men, and the flag is also Suo Chaoluo's totem. The evidence is conclusive. Don't try to deny it!"
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Heir Heshuo didn't even turn his head. His eyes looked at the Emperor and said loudly, "It's not my fault. How can I deny it!"
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The Emperor did not speak, so Tang Xiangguo thought he could continue. He snorted coldly and said angrily, "You instigated Dancer Jin Xian to assassinate me first. You failed and went to prison. You were not satisfied, so you colluded with your personal guards to plot a rebellion, causing the people in Mulan Enclosure to be plunged into misery and suffering. There is clear evidence, how can you deny it!"
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Every word was spittle. Coupled with Tang Xiangguo's angry stare, he put on the appearance of a loyal and virtuous minister. It was really persuasive. For a moment, whispers were heard in the tent. Everyone looked at Heir Heshuo who was kneeling in the hall. They were so angry that they wanted to peel his skin and pull out his tendons.
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Crown Prince Heshuo finally moved his eyes away from the Emperor. He looked back at Tang Xiangguo with disdain and said, "If the evidence is conclusive, Tang Xiangguo, as the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet and the Minister of War, should understand where his duties lie. If there is conclusive evidence of a subject plotting rebellion, it should be handed to the Emperor for the Emperor to make a decision. Aren't you still shouting and barking here, overstepping your authority and taking matters into your own hands?"
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Heir Heshuo wasn't stupid. He was the Heir Apparent of King Suo Chuoluo, and also the legitimate son-in-law of Princess Cahng Qing. He had this body and this backing, he dared to let the Emperor personally judge this case. What's more, this time Tang Xiangguo did overstep his authority. You're the Minister of War, leading the troops to surround and defend against Mulan. You're the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, sorting out the evidence and making a guess is enough.
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Tang Xiangguo's face was full of panic. His legs went soft as he knelt and begged for forgiveness, "Forgive me, Your Majesty. This minister is only angry at Heir Apparent of Suo Chuoluo's disloyalty and unwillingness to repent."
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"It's fine. Get up and speak." The Emperor didn't know what he heard, but he directly handed over the task, "The Prime Minister is here to judge the case of Heir Apparent of Suo Chuoluo. Suo Chuoluo Heshuo, do you know him?"
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The case of Heir Apparent of Suo Chuoluo, but not the case of Heir Apparent of Suo Chuoluo. Prince Yue and I looked at each other, our eyes clear. The princes, grandsons, and ministers in the tent instantly fell silent. Old Madame Tang's stooped body trembled, her withered claws almost deformed into chicken claws. Only Tang Xiangguo was proud of himself. After thanking the Emperor and receiving the order, he took a big step forward and stood in front of Heir Apparent of Suo Chuoluo.
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Heir Apparent of Suo Chuoluo was a sincere and courteous person. After thanking the Emperor, he also faced Tang Xiangguo. Although he was kneeling, he didn't know where his courage came from.
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"Suo Chuoluo Heshuo, this official came to ask you," Tang Xiangguo said, "Was the dancer who assassinated His Majesty provided by your troops?" “/p
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Heir Apparent of Suo Chuoluo sneered, "My troops only provided the dancer who sang and danced for His Majesty. We didn't provide the dancer who was sent to assassinate His Majesty!"
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Old Madame Tang's brows furrowed. Her gaze towards her son was somewhat cold and questioning.
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Tang Xiangguo opened the door and suffered defeat, but he continued to fight. He said, "Even if your silver tongue is rotten, you can't ignore the facts. Since you've already admitted that the dancer was from your troops, this official will ask you again, Mulan Autumn? Although it's a grand occasion, it's still just an Autumn Deer Hunt. You have five thousand men and horses by your side, and you're hiding ten li away from His Majesty's tent. Why is this? "
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Heir Apparent of Suo Chuoluo shook his head and sighed, "I already knew that you would ask me about this," he suddenly turned around and spoke loudly to the Emperor on the dragon throne, "Emperor Father-in-law, this son-in-law had an important matter to announce at yesterday's banquet. My wife, Princess Cahng Qing, was diagnosed as pregnant before she left. According to the customs of my troops, a calf less than a month old should be sent to my wife's family as a sign of gratitude and joy. However, my wife's pregnancy was unexpected. This son-in-law was following the Imperial edict to accompany Mulan. My troops couldn't find a calf less than a month old, and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to make it in time. Helpless, I could only discuss with the elders in my tribe to present the calf as a congratulatory gift to Emperor Father-in-law to celebrate. " After saying such a long paragraph, Heir Apparent of Suo Chuoluo turned half of his body and spoke to Tang Xiangguo, "My tribe's calf is a gift from Heaven. We have always respected it with God's etiquette. On this point, Tang Xiangguo, as the son-in-law who was born in Guan Zhongsheng Village, how could he not know?"
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Tang Xiangguo's face turned red with anger, "Where is the calf? The five thousand people who were waiting ten li away from your troops were all tyrannical people with long swords!"
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He probably thought that the story of escorting the calf god was made up by Heir Apparent of Suo Chuoluo to get away with it. But was there really a calf or not? I couldn't help but look at Prince Yue beside me. He had personally experienced the battle with real swords and spears, so he should know better than anyone whether there was a calf or not.
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Prince Yue didn't disappoint and stood up. He cupped his hands towards the Emperor and said, "Reporting to Imperial Father, when this son was cleaning the area, this son did indeed see the calf god that Suo Chuoluo's troops worshipped ten li away. This son felt that it was strange, so he sent people to guard it."
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