The Emperor's uncle loves me! My paranoid wife, don't run away

The Minister of Rites opened his eyes wide and his face twitched.

I never dreamed that this weird "Master Wei" would actually drag himself out as a sacrifice!

"You, you, you idiot!"

The Minister of Rites pointed at Zhou Hui, his beard shaking with anger.

"What nonsense!"

"I am a high-ranking official of the imperial court! I am the heir of the nation's bloodline. How could I—how could I offer sacrifices to the heavens?!"

Guo Bin, who threw his official hat to the ground, was obviously crazy with killing.

Because he knew that he probably wouldn't see the sun tomorrow...

"That's not what you said about Lord Wei just now."

"What happened to the courtiers?"

"Who says court officials can't offer sacrifices to heaven?"

"Because you are a court official, you should put the greater good above your own self-interest!"

The Minister of Rites almost fainted from the shock.

Wei Jiuzhao broke free from his restraints, raised his head, and stared straight at the Minister of Rites's old face, which was about to explode with anger.

"Don't be afraid, sir."

"Accompany Wei to offer sacrifices to the heavens. We will go to the underworld together, and you will not be alone on the road."

As an old politician who has been scheming and flattering and changing his stance according to the situation for many years, the Minister of Rites knows the emperor's temperament too well.

Your Majesty might really bleed him without even blinking an eye.

……

Zhou Hui looked at the emperor.

The emperor leaned back in his chair, supporting his chin with one hand, a sneer on his lips, and then nodded slightly.

The look clearly said: Go on, I really enjoy watching it.

Wei Jiuzhao spoke again at the appropriate time.

"Master, besides the Minister of Rites, is there anyone else accompanying me on this journey?"

Zhou Hui looked around, flicked his whisk, and pointed out.

"That one, that one—the dark, stocky one!"

The assistant minister of the Ministry of War's pupils shrank, and he looked like a cat with its fur standing on end.

"Ah? I...I-I-I can't do this!"

"I'm ugly, and it offends the gods! It's inappropriate!"

"You're perfect for me!"

Zhou Hui interrupted with a smile.

“How ugly!”

The corners of the Minister of War's mouth twitched, and he forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and he almost fainted on the spot.

Zhou Hui ignored him and waved her little hand again, flicking the whisk.

"And that one, the one with white eyebrows!"

"He is simply the best in the world, with a unique bone structure. It is obvious that he is not destined to live a long life."

"Perfect for sacrifice!"

The Right Censor-in-Chief's body trembled, his knees went weak, and he fell to his knees with a thud, tears almost coming out.

"I still have an elderly mother at home and my children are still unmarried!"

“No… No…”

Wei Jiuzhao raised his head and chuckled.

"On the way to the underworld, the court is holding a meeting. How lively it is."

Although the voice was not loud, it was so cold that it made people's backs chill.

The air freezes.

"that……"

"Your Majesty... Taoist Priest..."

The emperor looked at Yang Longtan.

"What? General Yang volunteered himself?"

Yang Longtan shrank back and gave an awkward smile.

"No no no..."

"No need to..."

He shook his hands repeatedly, and the flesh on his face trembled twice?

"I won't get involved in this..."

"I still have to guard the border... Your Majesty, don't you agree?"

The emperor looked at him.

"Then what are you doing standing up?"

Yang Longtan rolled his eyes half a circle, as if he was weighing the pros and cons.

Finally, he secretly glanced at the Minister of Rites not far away, with an awkward, hesitant look on his face, and finally gritted his teeth and said.

"His Majesty……"

"The Minister of Rites..."

"He's a leaky teapot now..."

Everyone: "..."

For a moment, the air was dead silent.

"......?" The emperor raised his eyebrows slightly, "What do you mean?"

Yang Longtan opened his mouth, but before he could explain, he smelled an indescribable, strange smell mixed with the smell of pickled vegetables and rotten tofu.

It spread silently in the court.

"Uh……"

The ministers covered their noses and retreated.

The color on the Minister of Rites' face faded little by little. He looked down and his face turned ashen in an instant.

“Your Majesty…it’s not me…ah…!”

Guo Bin raised the corner of his mouth slightly and snorted coldly.

"Sir, have you made a pot of tea?"

“That’s amazing.”

The Minister of Rites sat on the ground in silence.

Feeling the malice of colleagues.

After a while, he slowly stood up on his knees. His movements were so slow that he seemed as if he was about to break.

He raised his head and looked at the emperor on the throne, but there was an unprecedented clarity and ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, I have been an official for nearly thirty years..."

"I... am willing."

After he finished speaking, the ministers looked at each other, wondering whether he was crazy or had accepted his fate.

"For Tian Yan... for Your Majesty, this old minister is willing to sacrifice his flesh and blood to the heavens."

Take a deep breath, grit your teeth, and hold on to your shattered dignity.

He walked step by step to the front of the hall and kowtowed heavily.

After standing up, he looked at Zhou Hui with a sinister look.

"but--"

"His Majesty."

"This method of offering sacrifices to the heavens was proposed by Taoist Wei. He was the one who selected the person and performed the spell."

"Sacrificing to heaven is no joke, and bloody sacrifice is rare throughout history."

"If there is any carelessness and word gets out, not only will your Majesty's reputation be ruined, but Tian Yan will also bear eternal infamy."

As the emperor listened, the corners of his mouth rose, and there was a hint of... satisfaction.

"Those in the Daoist sect cultivate and record everything. Every action and every word must be recorded in the Daoist records and passed down to future generations."

"Your Majesty, please think again."

"The history books of the future may not remember who sacrificed their lives today, but the yellow paper book in the ruined temple will always have this sentence written on it—"

The Minister of Rites had a firm look in his eyes and a deep voice.

"Emperor Tianyan personally performed a blood sacrifice, killing officials to offer sacrifice to heaven."

"...A hundred years from now, Your Majesty, are you ready to accept the condemnation of the world?"

When these words were spoken, the court was shaken.

Wei Jiuzhao's eyes moved slightly, as if he was smiling, and then he sighed in his heart at the courage of the Minister of Rites to perish together with his friends.

Then, he looked at Zhou Hui.

You kid

It’s over.