Mountain Patrol Military Officer

The Imperial Censor Zhongcheng was stopped by someone.

"Lord Fang, what are you doing?"

"Do not compete with the commoners for bravado. We are loyal, and our hearts are open; how can this traitor destroy us with a few words?"

"It is merely to anger us and divert our attention."

As they spoke, several advisors were furious, pointing fingers at Chen Yuan, spitting vehemently, "Your Majesty, this traitor is out of control in the court, not only refusing to confess his crimes but also insulting us, blatantly ignoring Your Majesty's authority and disturbing the court. We request that Your Majesty issue a decree to behead this traitor for public display."

"We request Your Majesty to issue a decree!"

Now, more people were pleading, and the civil servants could not sit still, as the words of this border general from Shu were incisive; they could not tolerate it. They disliked such a person, whose sharpness was too great, and keeping such a person was of no benefit to them.

Some, although not in the "Kill Chen" camp, frowned at this moment and did not mind fanning the flames.

Three men make a tiger; more people were drawn in, and the hall was filled with kneeling people.

At this moment, standing in front of the civil officials and leading them was the Imperial Censor-in-Chief, Doctor Meng, a contemporary gentleman who opened his sleepy old eyelids, saw that the situation had formed, and slowly spoke,

"Your Majesty, now all the officials are pleading, and the charges are listed. Issue the decree; otherwise, how can we uphold the law of the land!"

When Doctor Meng spoke, his voice was not loud, yet the hall was solemn.

This big shot finally made a move, wanting to settle the matter conclusively.

The Meng family had held Three Ministers positions for four generations, and currently, the family had three gentlemen, known as the three Dragons and Tigers, the pillars of contemporary Confucianism, with students all over the world, having significant influence both inside and outside the court, with many supporters.

The court atmosphere tightened, and the imperial guards were deployed inside and outside the great hall. Everyone's eyes involuntarily turned to Emperor Wu on the dragon throne, waiting for the Emperor's final decision.

Emperor Wu glanced at the civil officials pleading for a decree, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes. Since ancient times, Emperors have disliked courtiers acting together; today, they act this way, and they may do so again tomorrow. Killing Chen Yuan was not difficult, but who would take the blame for a military rebellion in Shu? None of these censors mentioned this.

Did these courtiers think he didn't know? He knew better than anyone.

"Hmph," Emperor Wu snorted coldly, without speaking.

"Your Majesty!"

The censors urged.

But just as the court atmosphere was on the verge of breaking, an unexpected voice spoke up.

"Your Majesty, I have objections!"

Only to see an official wearing a purple peacock robe, with his mustache turned upwards, standing upright against the pressure, holding a Hu Ban, and speaking out in public amidst a crowd of kneeling civil officials.

This voice broke the stiff atmosphere of the court.

The courtiers looked over and found that it was Vice Minister Zhao Wuji of the Ministry of War, a third-rank official!

Doctor Meng, who led the civil officials, slightly frowns, with his white eyebrows twitching and flying outward.

The censors kneeling on the ground looked up, unceremoniously towards Zhao Wuji,

"Vice Minister Zhao, everyone knows this person's crimes in the court; what objections could there be!"

Zhao Wuji maintained a calm expression, only looking at Emperor Wu on the dragon throne, and continued speaking loudly:

"Your Majesty, as far as this humble official knows, demon riots in Shu, with groups of demons arising in the Ten Thousand Mountains, and the appearance of the Ten Evils, launching a demon tide. General Chen led the troops in fierce battles, repelling demon tides several times, protecting Shu from falling into the hands of demons. He even took the initiative to enter the Ten Thousand Mountains, killing two Great Demons, quelling one evil, and achieving great military merit!"

"Moreover, with the current chaos in the Demon Country in Shu, the Demon Suppression General in Shu cannot be spared. At such a critical juncture, it is really not advisable to make a big move, as it would greatly harm Shu's vitality."

"Shu is the southwestern barrier, and once it falls into the hands of demons, it can break through and take the Central Plains directly. The consequences would be unimaginable."

"Such matters concerning the country's foundation must be discussed carefully and cannot be covered in a single word!"

These words immediately triggered a rebound from the advisors,

"Lord Zhao, according to you, as long as one has military merit, can he disregard the national law and act recklessly? Isn't that using the army to impose oneself?"

"If we indulge in such trends, our Daqian would truly be in danger!"

"I impeach Vice Minister Zhao for harboring sinister intentions."

"Brother Zhao, you and I serve in the same court. How can we watch you be confused and not wake up? How can you assist the tyrant?"

These advisors' sharp tongues were indeed murderous, and some even used the name of an old friend, speaking righteously and loudly reprimanding in court.

Zhao Wuji faced the barrage, keeping his back straight. He had already foreseen such a situation. Facing the pressure of the courtiers, his eyelids trembled as he tried to remain calm.

But the advisors' firepower temporarily shifted to this Vice Minister of the Ministry of War, with words and phrases heart-stopping.

Zhao Wuji could not withstand it, and his face gradually turned somber with a look of shock and anger.

In the court, finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore,

"What, is no one allowed to have objections in this court? These people bullying Vice Minister Zhao just because he disagrees with you, and you want to crush him completely."

"Ridiculous."

"Making this court look like a vegetable market."

Only to see from the group of princes on the side of the civil and military officials, a thin and small old man with high cheekbones and deep eye sockets, with a black mole on his chin. Though his appearance was ugly, he wore a deep red robe, stood out, blowing his beard and glaring without any courtesy.

This person was not afraid of these people.

Several princes watching from the side had their eyelids twitched. If this teacher came out to teach people, then the court would be even more chaotic.

Those advisors, upon seeing the appearance of this person, were also choked up.

Speaking of this person's identity, his rank was only third-rank, not reaching the Three Ministers and Nine Ministers in the court, and even his official position was nominal, with no real power in the court. But this person was the Crown Prince's Tutor.

In other words, the teacher of the Crown Prince in the Eastern Palace!

Moreover, many princes and princesses had also been taught by this person during their youth.