I was spotted by the heroines while doing the quick-travel mission.

"If there is something to do, start the court, if there is nothing to do, leave the court -"

Following the eunuch's shout, an official stood up in the quiet court and gave a lecture on how a certain county had suffered from an insect plague and that funds needed to be allocated for disaster relief.

A few more officials mentioned some insignificant matters, and the court was about to be dismissed as usual. Unexpectedly, a man walked out of the crowd, Prince Yong'an.

Huangfu Ce stood out from the ranks, saluted, and shouted, "Your Majesty, I have a memorial to report."

"Oh? Pass it up." The emperor looked at his younger brother who almost never took part in state affairs and suddenly had something to do. He was curious and gave the order.

When Huangfu Ce's memorial fell into the hands of the emperor, he read it word by word, and his brows furrowed more and more. He really didn't know that the case of treason three years ago could still be overturned.

Although there was something fishy going on at the time, he would not let go of the opportunity.

"Do you dare to guarantee the truth or falsity of what Prince Yong'an reported?" The emperor put down the memorial and began to examine his younger brother.

He knew very well that Huangfu Ce and Yang Jing had a deep friendship, so if it was really a false accusation, he wouldn't mind letting it go. After all, the person was already dead and his goal had been achieved.

"Your Majesty, every word I said is true." Huangfu Ce looked directly at the emperor with firm eyes. Originally, this was very offensive, but he had to do it at this moment.

The emperor seemed to be persuaded and relented, "Okay, summon the people into the palace..."

"Call the guilty minister Yang Jing's son Yang Yuzhou into the palace—"

At the call, three figures moved in from outside the door.

Yang Liu was carried in by the imperial guards and brought to the center of the hall. He knelt on the ground, bowed his head and said, "I, the son of a guilty minister, Yang Yuzhou, pay my respects to the emperor. May the emperor be well and safe."

This scene surprised the emperor. He never expected that the last remaining member of the Yang family would be destroyed.

"Flat body."

"Thank you, Your Majesty..." There was no mistake in the way Yang Liu raised his hands and moved his feet, and he seemed steady and calm.

"Son of Yang Jing?"

"Is it the one who was beheaded three years ago?"

“I didn’t expect there were still people left.”

"Yeah, that's surprising."

"It's obvious that this boy is not an ordinary person, but... it's a pity... alas..."

"That's true."

When the ministers nearby saw the descendants of their former colleagues, they were surprised and began to discuss the matter in low voices.

"Are you Yang Jing's son?" The emperor looked at him for a long time and asked.

"Yes."

"What's the evidence?"

"Prince Yong'an can testify for me. Secondly, this is the military token that was lost..." Yang Liu lowered his eyes, took out the physical evidence from his arms, and handed it to the chief eunuch who had been waiting on the side.

This was certainly not lost, but was stolen by someone in order to further frame the person.

When the military token was brought to the emperor's desk, he picked it up and looked at it again and again. Yes, it was indeed the lost military token.

Although this military token was no longer useful, it still made the emperor's eyes light up, and he felt happy that the military power was finally back in his hands.

"Prince Yong'an, what do you think?" The emperor put down his military command and looked up at Huangfu Ce who was still standing beside him.

Huangfu Ce stepped forward, saluted, and then said: "Your Majesty, I testify that he is indeed General Yang's son. I will not admit my mistake."

"In that case, let's present the witnesses and evidence..." The emperor leaned back on the dragon chair, looking at the two people below the stage, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

"Yes…"

As the group of people came in, they knelt on the ground and shouted long live. Huangfu Ce's evidence was also handed to the eunuch and passed up.

As the emperor looked at the pieces of evidence, there was absolute silence below, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

As he read more and more, he was able to make up for some of the incongruities of that year. He felt that Yang Jing was really wronged. She was framed and her whole family was killed. No, there is still a child who escaped, but it's a pity that he is useless.

The emperor didn't think he had done anything wrong and excluded himself as a matter of course.

After putting down the letters, the emperor said calmly: "Who are those kneeling in the palace? Tell the truth."

"Yes……"

As the group confessed nervously, the trip went smoothly.

Those who should be killed were dragged away, and those who should be rewarded were all given rewards. Unexpectedly, the emperor's rewards were much more than she had expected.

After all this, the entire court came to an end. When the emperor turned around to leave, he took a deep look at Yang Liu who was still kneeling below him, and sighed as if he was sighing and relieved. It was not known whether it was because Yang Liu could no longer be used by him, or because he no longer had to worry about endless troubles.

Your heart is hard to predict, maybe it's all like this?

When I returned to the general's mansion again, I no longer sneaked in through the back door.

The order was issued quickly and the craftsmen worked even faster. A brand new plaque for the General's Mansion was hung up the next day. The entrance looked brand new and the house was decorated with lights and colors, giving off a festive and peaceful vibe.

Yang Zhao, who was standing in the courtyard, had not yet come to his senses...

He really didn't expect that it would be so easy to overturn the verdict. Looking at the brand new general's mansion, it seemed as if the ground had never been washed in blood. Everything was exactly the same as the general's mansion in his memory. Unconsciously, tears flowed down his face. The silent crying made him look like a madman who was poisoned and silenced.

He didn't know what the General's Mansion looked like after the bloodbath, but he knew what the General's Mansion where he had lived for several years looked like...

Compared to Yang Zhao who was crazy and laughing, Yang Liu was much calmer. She was controlling her wheelchair and standing at the door of the warehouse. She was smiling from ear to ear as she watched boxes of gold, silver, treasures and rare items being moved in as rewards.

Who would complain about having too little money?

[The host looks very happy.] The system's highly recognizable cold boyish voice interrupted Yang Liu's silly smile.

"Of course, even if these things cannot be brought into this world, who cares about the lack of them?" Yang Liu replied to the system in a very good mood.

[The host is really greedy for money.] The system said meaningfully.

"What's greed for money? I'm also lustful." Yang Liu didn't care about the system's evaluation of her, because she was indeed like that. If she was in front of outsiders, she would probably pretend.

In front of the system, there is no need.

Seeing that everyone had moved out, Yang Liu pushed the wheelchair into the warehouse, inspected it, and waved his hand like a boss, saying: "If you like anything from these, I'll give it to you!"

[Everything is useless to this system, but the night-shining pearl is barely qualified.] After the system scanned it, it replied to Yang Liu.

"You really know how to choose. That is the most expensive gift from the emperor." Yang Liu raised her eyebrows and said with a smile.

Then she moved over and took out the priceless night pearl from the open box in the most conspicuous position. This pearl was an imperial item that was only offered to great countries. The emperor was really generous to reward her with it.

"It's really beautiful." Yang Liu looked at the thing. Although it was white on the surface, it was flashing a dazzling white light in the slightly dark warehouse. The light seemed to be mixed with a hint of purple, which was extremely beautiful.

"Forget it, I'll give it to you. If I have the chance to become an emperor in the future, I'll find a few more to put in my house as ornaments." Although Yang Liu liked this night-shining pearl very much, she promised the system and gave it to the system.

As Yang Liu's thoughts came to an end, the Night Pearl disappeared from Yang Liu's palm, entered the core of the system, and began to be digested.

"Hey, system, can you give me a Qimen Dunjia, a mountain protection formation or something? I'm so afraid that I'll be stabbed while I'm asleep..." Seeing that the system had accepted it, Yang Liu mentioned his greedy nature in a mean way.

[No...] The system was speechless.

"You don't even have this? What's the use of you? Forget it, I won't count on you anymore. I'd better go and look for some private soldiers..." While mumbling, Yang Liu once again launched a full-body attack.

[……] System: I don’t get anything for free…