Have You Written Your Will Today?
Chapter 91 Humiliation

Chapter 91: Chapter 91 Humiliation

What he said is not without reason.

The incident with Miss Wei Yingying at the Minister Mansion had just subsided when another wave arose; how could it not incur transferred anger?

Cui Yun said faintly, "You may leave first."

Jiang Zhao withdrew, leaving Cui Yun with no mood to write official documents anymore. He leaned back, closing his eyes in exhaustion, while his clearly defined fingers rubbed the furrowed brow.

Ji Qing saw this and was about to throw a piece of calming incense into the burner.

"No need."

Cui Yun spoke out.

He slowly stood up, straightened his official clothes, and said, "I’m going to the Imperial Palace."

"Understood."

Ji Qing hurriedly prepared the horses.

Upon Cui Yun’s arrival, the sounds of porcelain crashing to the floor emanated from the imperial study, accompanied by Emperor He’s roar.

"Incompetents!"

Cui Yun’s eyes flashed, but he had already guessed that Emperor He was cursing Zou Wei, the Minister of the Ministry of Justice.

After all, the post station affair was fully managed by the Ministry of Justice. It was no wonder Zou Wei was scolded mercilessly.

The eunuch waiting outside the imperial study was Eunuch Ying, Emperor He’s most favored attendant.

Seeing Cui Yun coming, he rarely gave a favorable response, "The Crown Prince, the Fourth Prince, Prince Gong, and the Duke have all arrived. The Emperor has calmed the envoys, but how could he not be furiously angry? Marquis, it is best to be cautious when entering."

Cui Yun accepted his advice.

"Thank you for the reminder, Eunuch."

Inside the imperial study, Emperor He, with dragon patterns on his robe, appeared ferocious and awe-inspiring. Even the veins in his neck stood out prominently.

The teacup was smashed straight onto Zou Wei’s head, cracking open on impact and rolling on the ground. The freshly brewed tea inside was scalding hot, splashing all over Zou Wei’s face.

Blistering burns emerged instantly, yet he dared not let out even a whimper of pain. Frightened, he knelt with his hands on the ground, head against his arms, body bent in a strange arc.

"May the Emperor calm his anger."

Emperor He, his face dark with rage, demanded, "How am I to explain to the envoys? How should I deal with the Turkics?"

"Calm my anger? You’re not worth sparing!"

Prince Gong let out a sneer of contempt.

Having lived in luxury for many years, he always spoke whatever came to mind without restraint, striking always at the heart of the matter.

"When the Wei Family had troubles, the Emperor initially intended to let this young Cui Yun handle the post station affair. He is prudent and has the silent approval of the officials. It was you, who in your impetuosity, vowed to take on the task."

"You simply thought yourself clever, assuming that fortifying Shengjing would be enough to intimidate those behind Buhuo."

The Emperor was already dissatisfied with Miss Wei Yingying’s matter, which explained why Zou Wei had acted so promptly. Yet, undoubtedly, it was digging his own grave.

Perhaps the Marquis Yangling Mansion is a feng shui treasure, nurturing sons endowed with outstanding qualities. For Prince Gong’s legitimate son Ji Huo, born a Princely Heir, blessed by the heavens, what a pity he lacks ambition, spends his days idly, and pursues nothing but the company of women!

Incomparable!

If Cui Yun had been in charge of the affair, the outcome might well have been the same. Yet in terms of age, Zou Wei cannot argue his superiority over Cui Yun; in terms of capability, how could Zou Wei compare?

Naturally, his standing falls even lower.

Zou Wei trembles in fear, yet with Emperor He present, he dares not rebut a single word.

"Now that a disaster has occurred, even if your entire Zou Family were to be sacrificed, it would not be enough to take responsibility!"

The Duke stood nearby, silent, but clearly in agreement with Prince Gong’s statement.

Sweat rolled down Zou Wei’s forehead in large droplets.

The Crown Prince said with a stern face, "Father, no punishment for Mr. Zou would be too severe, yet the hidden power behind him is elusive and unpreventable, and the safety of the Princess remains uncertain."

The Fourth Prince Ji Wang, who had remained silent since entering the hall, stepped forward from the impasse.

He knelt on one knee.

The Crown Prince Ji Zhui was of gentle demeanor, while the Fourth Prince Ji Wang was the opposite, with an imposing stature and dignified appearance.

Ji Wang’s voice carried weight and authority.

"During the Jiayou Period, there were eleven disappearance cases, including a Princess. This son is ashamed for not being able to offer strategies and can only rely on Father’s wisdom to maintain a noble status. Privately, my second brother has suffered greatly from the harm and still remains like a child to this day. This matter is like a blade hanging over the heart daily, and as long as the traitors are not removed, it will continue to torment. By empowering their rampant behavior, they poison our dynasty."

"I respectfully request Father’s permission for this unworthy son to no longer hold the position at the Ministry of Rites. Dull as I am, I petition to eradicate those traitors and petty villains once and for all."

The Crown Prince’s face turned stiff.

This fourth brother of his really had some nerve!

He speaks with such righteous fervor, even he feels moved!

Willing to give up his official post at the Ministry of Rites to boldly step forward. Has any of the agents he sent out these years come back with results?

Meanwhile, Cui Yun still stands here, enduring torment in solitude!

Not to mention the failure to catch the scoundrel Ji Wang, but at least his attitude is now clear.

By comparison, he, as the Crown Prince, seems overshadowed.

But he is the Crown Prince, destined to be involved in state affairs, unlike Ji Wang who can act recklessly. He can only bear the pressure quietly.

Emperor He’s hands pressed down upon the dragon-emblazoned desk, his deep gaze inching across his two sons.

No one could guess what he was thinking.

There is no such thing as familial affection among royals, something he knew all too well.

These two sons of his, fighting each other in secret to the death, how could he be unaware?

And yet, if he had to choose a favorite, he was partial to Ji Wang.

Finally, his gaze landed on Cui Yun, who stood apart, his presence not the least bit inferior to a prince.

Emperor He had a complex expression.

"What is your opinion on this matter?"

Cui Yun bowed respectfully, his words certain, cold, yet not lacking respect.

"The Princess will come to no harm."

One must bear in mind that incident in the Imperial Palace all those years ago; they failed to achieve their goal, and the next day, the Fourth Prince gave a muddleheaded warning to the Imperial Family.

If it’s easy to come and go from the Imperial Palace, how much more so from a relay station?

It was Zou Wei’s stupidity to rush headlong into this troublesome affair and snatch it up.

Cui Yun explained with clear logic: "Miss Wei’s narrow escape was deliberate by someone behind the scenes, not the result of the Ministry of Justice or the Imperial Guard facilitating her escape. They did not relentlessly pursue Miss Wei afterward. It was nothing more than a provocation."

"The current marriage alliance is of paramount importance to our dynasty. They are not targeting the Princess, but Your Majesty’s response."

To make Le Jia disappear is not the end of the matter; as long as Emperor He is sincere enough to bow and grant concessions to the Turkic.

Would the Turkic launch an attack at our doorsteps?

They sent Le Jia over for amicable relations, clearly showing even a princess is but a pawn.

If there is one pawn, surely there is a second. If I were behind the scenes, there would be a second step. One more move to control the enemy.

That would be to disgrace both the Imperial Family and the Turkic together.

Emperor He closed his eyes, not asking anything.

Clearly, he agreed with what Cui Yun said. Ji Wang and Ji Zhui had not thought of this point.

Ji Wang is the son he is most proud of, hence he spares no effort in teaching him personally. But even so, he cannot compare to Cui Yun who grew up without a ’Daddy’.

Emperor He then thought of his other sons.

There’s no need to mention Ji Cong who is already ruined, alive only to remind him that he has a senseless son. If not for Ji Wang and Princess Consort Jing, he would have ordered his death long ago!

And Ji Ge is just a fool with no cunning whatsoever.

Indeed, with his mother being of low status, even with talent, he cannot become significant.

It’s inevitable to have a few wasted princes in the Imperial Family. Even though it’s his own neglect that allowed it, thinking of Ji Ge’s disappointing behavior, Emperor He still feels a sense of blame.

As for Ji Huo, he had completely forgotten about this son and had not thought about him at all.

All he could do now was to take charge of everything in preparation, minimize the harm, and then... wait.

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