Chapter 261
"The minister has nothing to say."

The prime minister knelt down, put his hands on the cold marble floor, and kowtowed his head.

Assassinating the emperor, no matter what excuse he made up, was a capital crime.

I don't know if the third prince of Chu has confessed himself. If he has, then no matter how much he quibbles, it will be useless.

If not, he could sacrifice Chu Chen to keep himself.

The prime minister thought he was not the kind of person who would go through life and death for others. At this time, keeping his own life was the most important thing.

"So, the Prime Minister has admitted that Nangong Chuchen assassinated me?"

Ye Baimian looked at him with a smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

This old fox clearly said that there were many mistakes, and he simply admitted it directly, but it was difficult to deal with.

Hearing that she addressed Nangong Chuchen as "Nangong Chuchen" instead of Chu Chen or Prince Chu, the prime minister thought deeply and gave a heavy knock.

There was silence in the court hall, except for the Prime Minister's voice, which seemed to grow old instantly.

"It's the minister who has no way to teach his son. Please punish him, Your Majesty. I have absolutely no complaints."

Anyway, Chu Chen was not his son, and he didn't feel sorry for him after he was executed.

Seeing the old prime minister kneeling on the ground in desolation, his colleagues couldn't bear it, and knelt down to beg for mercy.

Ye Baimian didn't stop them from kneeling, the smile on his face was unpredictable.

In an instant, less than half of the people in the court were dwarfed and fell to their knees on the ground.

"Your Majesty, for the sake of the prime minister's hard work, please don't punish the prime minister."

Well, he has done a lot of hard work, and he is busy helping the southern country to betray the northern country, and he has indeed devoted a lot of time and effort.

"The Prime Minister is already old. Even if Young Master Nangong makes a mistake and the crime is not as bad as his relatives, His Majesty will punish Nangong Chuchen."

The colleagues around him were pleading for him, but the prime minister knelt on the ground motionless, looking quite miserable.

"I didn't say to punish the prime minister."

Ye Baimian got off the dragon chair, walked up to the prime minister himself, and bent down to help him up.

"Prime Minister please, of course you have to bear the consequences for what you do. I am a reasonable person, how can I blame you for something that the Prime Minister has not done?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The prime minister put on a flattered expression, and bowed to her gratefully.

Seeing that the prime minister had gotten up, those who helped the prime minister to intercede breathed a sigh of relief, waiting for His Majesty to call them down.

Who knows... His Majesty turned around and walked back to sit on the dragon throne.

The people kneeling below were dumbfounded.

Now, won't His Majesty call them up?The prime minister is up.

However, Ye Baimian didn't say anything. None of them dared to get up without permission. They could only continue to kneel in pain, secretly praying in their hearts that His Majesty would wake them up soon.

Ye Baimian, who was sitting on the dragon chair, completely ignored the kneeling people, perfectly displaying the impassioned spirit of a modern principal's speech, and spoke for an entire hour.

Those people knelt so that their legs were numb, and they wanted to shout out several times, but Ye Baimian didn't give them a chance at all, and continued talking endlessly.

The rest of the people who didn't kneel down seemed to have noticed something, their eyes were on their noses, their noses were on their hearts, and they just ignored the hands of those people pulling the corners of their robes.

Didn't you see that His Majesty did it on purpose?

How dare they say anything else, it would be bad if they were punished to kneel down later, or other punishments.

After kneeling for an entire hour, Ye Baimian stopped speaking, with an expression on his face that he had just noticed a bunch of people kneeling on the ground.

"Why can't you get up on your knees?"

"...I dare not."

The civil and military officials did not dare to hate Ye Baimian, so they naturally hated the prime minister.

If it weren't for the Prime Minister, would they have knelt for so long?
 good night, love
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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