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Pei An glanced at Wei Chen with a cold look, clenched his knife hand, and cursed inwardly, "Old man."

After thinking for a while, he looked up and confessed:

"I was wrong. At that time, I was furious because Wu Shiliang and others dared to be disrespectful to the emperor. I was so angry that I killed Shang Zhi by mistake. Please punish me, Your Majesty."

After saying that, he put the knife neatly back into the scabbard in front of everyone, even the blood inside splashed on his face, making him look as terrifying as a demon.

Rong Cheng could see clearly from the top of the stairs that Pei An's action was clearly a demonstration to him. Thinking of the 300,000 troops in his hands, Rong Cheng's hands behind his back gradually clenched.

He turned around and sat on the dragon chair, looking at Pei An with a ruthless look in his eyes:

"Pei An, as a first-rank minister of the court, acted rashly and killed innocent people. You shall be punished with 20 strokes of the cane and fined one year's salary. Take him away."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace"

Pei An got up from the ground and gave Wei Chen, Yan Zheng and others a provocative look as he walked out of the Zi Chen Hall, which made them very angry.

He picked it up high and put it down gently. The emperor's action made Wei Chen and others dissatisfied, but facing Rong Cheng's gloomy face, no one dared to say another word.

In the Imperial Household Department, Xiao Anzi looked at Chen Huai, who had changed into court attire for the emperor's visit, and was holding a bronze mirror beside him, feeling somewhat puzzled:

"Godfather, the emperor hasn't summoned you yet, why are you wearing court robes?"

Chen Huai adjusted his jade crown in front of the bronze mirror and frowned slightly:

"What do you know? Just because I don't announce it now doesn't mean I won't announce it later. Go get me that white jade crown. This copper green and crimson purple don't match."

Xiao Anzi chuckled, put down the bronze mirror, took it out of the box and handed it to Chen Huai: "Godfather, if you don't know, you would think you are going to meet your lover."

lover?

Chen Huai then realized that his old habit had come back. As an elegant thief, he never allowed himself to lose his composure in front of a beauty. A romantic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He wondered if the banished emperor knew that he treated him as a beauty, would he be so angry that his face would blush, or would he order himself to be chopped off?

"Godfather, what are you thinking about?"

Xiao Anzi waved his hand in front of him.

Chen Huai came back to his senses and flicked his head with his hand: "You are so stubborn, aren't you? How dare you make fun of me with your palm print?"

Xiao Anzi held his dizzy forehead and grimaced in pain: "Godfather, you are so strong, it hurts me so much"

Just when Chen Huai was finding his monkey look funny, someone came from outside and summoned him to an audience with the emperor.

Xiao Anzi opened his eyes wide in disbelief, looking at Chen Huai's departing back: "My godfather is really unfathomable"

Arriving at the upper study, the servant closed the door from the outside. Chen Huai glanced at the broken teacup on the ground beside him and knelt down:

"Meet the Emperor"

The mottled light and shadows cast on the bright yellow figure in front, Rong Cheng slowly turned around: "Get up"

"Thank you, Your Majesty"

Rong Cheng looked at the eunuch who seemed even more handsome than the previous two days, and said coldly:

"Do you know why I came to you today?"

Most people would know but pretend not to understand, asking His Majesty to clarify. However, Chen Huai did not take the usual approach and spoke quickly:

"The slave knows"

Rong Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly: "You are quite courageous. I heard that you have been staying in the palace for the past two days and have not left."

As expected, someone was sent to monitor him. Chen Huai thought for a moment and replied, "The Imperial Household Department still has some official business to deal with. I dare not neglect the public for personal reasons."

"Oh, you are a talkative person. I thought you were afraid of leaving the palace, so I would secretly send someone to chop off your head in the middle of the night without anyone noticing."

Chen Huai felt a chill on his neck for a moment, lowered his head and said nothing.

Rong Cheng looked at him for a moment and said, "Do you have any specific plan for your last proposal? I want to hear it."

The time has come. Chen Huai seemed to have seen himself becoming the emperor's confidant and living a wonderful life with countless beauties in the Daqian Dynasty. He whispered excitedly into Rong Cheng's ear.

"what are you doing?"

Rong Cheng pushed Chen Huai away with a cold expression.

Chen Huai blinked in confusion: "I'm telling you this in secret, I'm afraid there might be ears on the other side of the wall."

Last time in the garden, it was open all around, so it was not so difficult to deal with. However, in a place like a house, there are many hidden corners, and it is easy for someone with ulterior motives to overhear.

"This is a serious matter, so I'll be careful."

Seeing the eunuch's puzzled and aggrieved expression, Rong Cheng felt that he had overreacted and coughed: "Yeah"

This meant he agreed. This time, Chen Huai carefully approached and told Rong Cheng his plan in general terms.

Rong Cheng had never allowed anyone to get so close to him. He felt a slight itchy heat by his ears. He clenched his fists tightly to endure it and did not push Chen Huai away.

He also discovered that this bold eunuch was actually half a head taller than him, which was really hateful.

"Your Majesty, do you think what I said is feasible?"

When Rong Cheng came back to his senses, Chen Huai had already retreated and was standing aside with his hands behind his back. Seeing his well-behaved appearance, Rong Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

More than half a month had passed since Pei An went to court with a sword. He was on leave at home due to injury and suddenly received a summons from the emperor.

Pei An lay on the bed: "Please report to the emperor for me, this general's injury has not healed yet and he cannot enter the palace."

The eunuch Mingxi who came to announce the decree looked embarrassed:

"Well, Commander, the Emperor said that you must come to the palace to teach those martial arts masters, saying that your martial arts are the best in the court and no one can compare to you."

Pei An stood up slightly: "Are you saying that the emperor asked me to instruct those useless martial artists?"

"Yes, the emperor thinks they have no real ability at all, and wants the general to take action to test them. If they fail, he will expel them from the palace."

Pei An was thoughtful. These martial artists were all people with great martial arts skills recruited by the imperial court from all over the country. The emperor was probably still brooding over the killing of Wu Shiliang, and he wanted to give him a warning while the emperor was injured.

Humph, how could Pei An be afraid of him?

"Okay, since the emperor values ​​me so much, I can't not go. You go wait outside the door, I'll be there in a moment."

Mingxi was delighted and said, "Yes"

Pei An's injury had actually healed long ago. A mere twenty strokes of the cane were like a tickle to him. Walking on the bluestone slabs of the imperial palace, there was a cold light in his eyes that looked down on the world. Today he would let the little emperor see who had conquered the world of Daqian.

It's ridiculous that he thinks fighting on the battlefield is as easy as embroidering for the women in his harem.

Walking into the parade ground, it was empty all around except for the emperor sitting on the stage, a familiar-looking eunuch next to him, and a dozen martial arts masters.

Pei An flashed a hint of sneer, walked to the front with a proud attitude, did not kneel, just bowed and said:

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty. My wounds have not healed yet and I cannot kneel down."

Rong Cheng waved his hand nonchalantly, motioning him to stand up:

"It's okay. I just can't stand the skills of these martial artists. I want the general to teach them a few moves. It doesn't matter if the general doesn't come to the battlefield. A few words of advice will be enough for them."