Hey, you are reborn too?

"In that case," the emperor twisted his gray beard and spoke in a calm voice, "it would be inappropriate to severely punish the Chizhou prefect. Then according to the uncle's opinion, what should be done with the Chizhou prefect?"

"I dare not have any other intentions. I will leave everything to your majesty's decision."

"Well, just say it when I tell you to." The emperor frowned, his eyes darkened. He had been busy with government affairs recently and hadn't slept for several nights. "There are no outsiders here. Why are you being so polite to me?"

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. I will speak frankly."

Seeing the emperor nod, Uncle Zhang felt more confident and said, "I think the Chizhou prefect should be stripped of his post, demoted to a commoner, exiled to the frontier, and never employed again!"

The emperor frowned even more tightly and pursed his lips into a straight line.

His face was sallow, and there was an indelible fatigue between his eyebrows and eyes. He looked very haggard, not like a king of a country, but more like an ordinary frustrated middle-aged man.

"What you said is not without reason," the emperor paused for a moment before slowly continuing his conversation, "but with such a light sentence, can it deter those corrupt officials?"

"Your Majesty," Zhang Guojiu bowed even lower, looking very respectful, "The prefect of Chizhou was originally sentenced to death, but because of your amnesty on your birthday, it was changed to exile. You didn't execute him not because his crime was not serious enough, but because you are kind and lenient, and want to give other officials who want to retire a way out."

Seeing that the emperor remained silent for a long time, Uncle Zhang blinked twice and had some thoughts in his mind.

"Your Majesty, you don't have to worry too much about this matter. I am only giving you a suggestion. As for the final judgment of the Liuzhou prefect, it still depends on the decision of the Seventh Prince."

"Oh?" The emperor finally raised his eyes, his eyes dark, like thick ink that could not be dissolved. "What do you mean by that, uncle? This matter was clearly handed over to the Ministry of Justice for trial, how did it become 'decided by the Seventh Prince'?"

"I've spoken out of turn!" Uncle Zhang knelt down immediately, a drop of cold sweat sliding down his forehead, and he looked extremely panicked.

"Don't panic, uncle. I don't mean to blame you." The emperor raised his hand and motioned for Uncle Zhang to stand up. "I just want to know where did you hear the saying that 'the seventh prince decides the life and death of the Chizhou prefect'?"

Seeing that Uncle Zhang did not answer immediately, the emperor narrowed his eyes and asked, "Or are your statements just your own subjective assumptions?"

"Your Majesty, I dare not speculate rashly and slander the prince in secret," Zhang Guojiu shouted with deep emotion, blinking three times towards the dark, "but the Seventh Prince bypassed the Minister of Justice and tortured the criminals privately, giving them severe punishments to force them to confess. This is a fact that all officials in the court have witnessed! I also heard that the prefect of Chizhou was tortured by him and half his life was lost!"

The emperor's eyes widened in an instant, his mouth slightly open, and he was stunned for a moment.

Seeing the emperor's numb expression, Uncle Zhang was delighted, but he pretended to be worried and waited anxiously for the emperor's reply.

"Privately torturing criminals, using torture to extract confessions, disregarding the laws of the Great Abyss, and taking the lives of criminals," the emperor's eyes were dull, his body was stiff, but his voice suddenly became several degrees louder. "I only asked him to assist, but he went straight around the Minister of Justice and took full charge of the case. This is really unreasonable!"

"Your Majesty, please don't be angry," Uncle Zhang did not look the emperor in the eye. "You have been ill recently, and your health is more important. Please don't let the Seventh Prince's arrogance and misinterpretation of your orders make you sick."

"This old man is really something," the emperor slammed the table and glared at him, "I love him so much that I let him handle such a big case at such a young age. I wanted to give him a chance to make a contribution, but I didn't expect that he would do such a thing."

"Your Majesty, please calm down. Don't get yourself hurt by being angry."

It seems that Zhang Guojiu can only say this sentence.

"Draft an edict!" The emperor said angrily, "Dayuan's seventh prince Jiang Mian has disregarded human life and acted beyond his authority. Now, all rights of the seventh prince to assist in handling the case of the Chizhou prefect are revoked, and he is punished by being confined to the palace for one month."

"Yes."

The emperor has always been of a calm temperament and rarely gets angry, but he has shown rare temper tantrums in recent days.

"Cough cough!"

The emperor was so angry that his emotions fluctuated so much that he actually coughed up blood.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Uncle Zhang's eyes suddenly widened and he shouted, "Quickly send for the imperial physician, quickly send for the imperial physician!"

"No need," the emperor raised his hand to stop Zhang Guojiu from shouting, "I know my own body very well."

"Yes," Zhang Guojiu bowed his head to answer the emperor's words, frowning and scolding the palace servants who came over, "Didn't you hear what the emperor said? Why don't you leave now!"

The palace servants were puzzled but dared not say anything. They lowered their heads and retreated like the tide.

The palace servants all left, and once again only the emperor, Uncle Zhang and Eunuch Cao were left in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"Your Majesty," Uncle Zhang said tentatively, "I heard that the Empress found a miraculous medicine for you. Have you ever drunk it?"

"Her medicine," the emperor closed his eyes and pinched his brows, "I have drunk it several times and it feels good."

"That's good, that's good," Zhang Guojiu smiled flatteringly, "That prescription was obtained by my sister from the divine doctor in the Medical Valley. It's great that it can help the emperor's condition."

"Wait a minute," the emperor opened his eyes, with an emotion in his eyes that Zhang Guojiu could not understand, "You said that this prescription was given by someone from the Medical Immortal Valley?"

"Yes, yes," Zhang Guojiu nodded even more vigorously, his face almost smiling, "It just so happens that this divine doctor from Yixian Valley is in the capital. Does the emperor need to see him?"

"presumptuous."

The emperor suddenly shouted.

Zhang Guojiu really didn't understand what was going on, so he could only kneel down and apologize immediately.

"I deserve to die a thousand times! I deserve to die a thousand times!"

While Zhang Guo was asking for forgiveness, the emperor interrupted: "From now on, don't mention the three words 'Medical Immortal Valley' to me again. I am tired, you can go down."

Uncle Zhang broke out in a cold sweat. He now understood that it was because he mentioned "Medical Valley" that he angered the emperor.

Alas, because Princess Pingyang did not receive treatment from the Medical Valley, the emperor was very secretive about the Medical Valley.

How could I have forgotten such an important thing!

Uncle Zhang gritted his teeth, blaming his stupid sister for wanting to cooperate with Hu Yong, the so-called miracle doctor in Yixian Valley, and even wanted him to instigate the emperor to send Hu Yong to the Imperial Hospital. Now it seemed like she was just fooling around.

However, Uncle Zhang was in an unusually good mood. He even hummed a little tune in the deserted alley of the palace.

Just now, he had cited so many "crimes" of the Seventh Prince to the Emperor and successfully sowed discord between the Emperor and the Seventh Prince.

Moreover, the emperor took away all the rights of the seventh prince in the Chizhou case.

This means, Uncle Zhang twisted his beard with satisfaction, that the Seventh Prince can no longer interfere in the Chizhou case.

How the Chizhou prefect will judge this time depends entirely on what Uncle Zhang thinks!

No, Uncle Zhang narrowed his eyes and had to see what “that person” thought.

After all, "that person" is the most critical part of their plan.