Dressed as a beauty to be selected, the game starts in hell mode!

At the morning court session, the atmosphere in the hall was solemn.

Song Huaiyi, the Minister of Rites, was standing in the hall holding a tablet in his hand, and was stating: "The Imperial Concubine Chen was spoiled by her husband, and because the maid said something inappropriate, she bore a grudge against her and bewitched the king to have the maid beaten to death..."

"The palace maid was wrong, but her crime is not punishable by death!"

"The actions of Concubine Chen are indeed against the virtues of women, and they are also against the harmony of nature. I beg Your Majesty to put the laws of the country and the rules of the family first and severely punish Concubine Chen. Do not let the private affairs of women and children blind your ears, so as not to chill the hearts of the subjects of the world..."

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After hearing the righteous impeachment by Song Huaiyi, the Minister of Rites, there was a sudden gasp in the court.

Is Song Huaiyi crazy? !

Who in the whole court doesn't know that the emperor loves the imperial concubine to the bone? !

The lives of the servants in the palace were worthless. Apart from other things, countless palace servants were beaten to death by the Imperial Noble Consort and the Imperial Consort every year. Why didn't Song Huaiyi impeach them? !

Song Huaiyi was really going to die, pointing his finger at the Imperial Concubine and the Emperor and scolding them just because of such a trivial matter?!

Looking at the cold eyes of Emperor Jinghong sitting on the dragon throne, all the officials knew that Song Huaiyi was finished!

Those who had had contact with Song Huaiyi on weekdays looked at him with hatred, lowered their heads, put their hands in their sleeves, and quietly walked away from him...

Song Huaiyi was still talking non-stop, but as Emperor Jinghong's expression became colder and colder, Song Huaiyi's forehead finally broke into sweat. The courage he had for his son was crushed by the emperor's pressure, and his voice became smaller and smaller...

"What a good subject of mine!"

The voice of Emperor Jinghong Xiao Lin rang out in the hall; it was not loud but sounded like thunder.

"Noble Consort Chen is my beloved, yet she was insulted by a little palace maid in public. To insult her is to insult me..."

"Noble Concubine Chen has a gentle personality and never competes with others. I felt sorry for Noble Concubine Chen being humiliated, so I ordered the execution of the palace maid who committed the above offense..."

"Now, you are speaking up for the maidservant who insulted me..."

"Song Huaiyi, do you still have Jun in your eyes?!"

Following the violent shout of Emperor Jinghong Xiao Lin, Song Huaiyi was so frightened that he fell to his knees in front of the palace. At this moment, his face was ashen and he was trembling, but he had to continue to speak stubbornly: "Your Majesty, I just can't watch Your Majesty disregard human lives and destroy our government for a woman..."

"This is not... not what a wise ruler would do..."

After hearing Song Huaiyi's crazy words, the left prime minister turned around in anger and pointed at Song Huaiyi with a trembling finger, "Song Huaiyi, have you read so much that you have become a dog's stomach?!"

"As the Minister of Rites, you should distinguish right from wrong and perform your duties conscientiously, but you are speaking nonsense here, making irresponsible remarks about the harem, and being disrespectful to the emperor and father..."

The other court officials could no longer bear it and criticized him one after another: "Sir Song, your actions today were inappropriate."

"Song Huaiyi, how can someone like you be worthy of being a subject?!"

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The exhortations and scoldings of the court officials intertwined together like a chaotic storm, echoing in the magnificent Golden Throne Hall.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." Song Huaiyi wanted to speak, but found that his voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He knew it was time for him to bleed to death in the Golden Throne Hall. He stared blankly at the pillars on the throne, wanting to die, but the fear and despair in his heart surged like a tide, making him weak in the arms and legs...

"I have no right to defend myself. I can only... die to prove my innocence!"

Song Huaiyi stood up shakily, his face pale, beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his forehead, and he staggered towards the golden pillar of the Golden Throne Hall.

"Oh! Lord Song, why are you doing this?!"

"Song Huaiyi, you did something wrong, so what if I scold you? You're still feeling wronged..."

"Song Huaiyi, you have no respect for your emperor and father, and now you want to commit suicide in the Golden Throne Hall. What are you thinking?!"

The court officials were so angry at Song Huaiyi's behavior that they almost fell over. Fearing that he was really going to bang his throne against the pillar in the hall, they hurried forward to stop him.

But some people stood on Song Huaiyi's side, shouting, "Song is a loyal minister, a role model for us... He dares to speak out and is not afraid of power, this is the behavior of a loyal minister!"

"Yes, Lord Song is devoted to the country, but he was accused of being disrespectful to the emperor just because he spoke a few words. How can people be convinced by this?"

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There was chaos in the court, some were cursing, some were praising, some were stopping...it was as lively as the overpass in the capital.

Emperor Jinghong Xiao Lin just sat at the top and watched, his slender fingers gently twisting the jade beads, his eyes full of coldness.

Jiang Bin, Deputy Director of the Ministry of Revenue… Zhou Yi, Minister of Rites… Qian Xiu, Academician of the Cabinet…

Emperor Jinghong Xiao Lin wrote down the official positions of all those who jumped the highest and spoke for Song Huaiyi...

Just when the court was in chaos, Zhao Jiang, the Junior Official of the Dali Temple, suddenly strode in, knelt on the ground, and said in a loud voice with full energy: "Your Majesty, the Dali Temple has received a report that a wealthy family ordered their servants to beat and kill a maid in public because the maid said something inappropriate. Now the maid's family has come to the Dali Temple to report the case..."

The words of Zhao Jiang, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, shocked all the civil and military officials in the court. The court, which had been extremely lively just a moment ago, suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The eyes of all the civil and military officials in the court were wide open, with a look of disbelief on their faces.

what is it today? !

Are they all here for Concubine Chen? !

Song Huaiyi's eyes suddenly lit up at this moment when he was in a dilemma between life and death. He didn't want to die. The man asked him to hit the pillar just to make things worse. Now that he had this opportunity, maybe he didn't have to die? !

Thinking of this, Song Huaiyi, who had been weak in the arms and legs, suddenly felt full of strength. He stood up straight and said with a face full of grief and indignation: "Your Majesty, follow the example of your superiors!"

"The laws of our Great Yan Kingdom are strict and will not be trampled upon by anyone."

"If we don't severely punish Concubine Chen for what happened today, how can we demonstrate the power of the law? How can we appease the people?"

Song Huaiyi's voice trembled slightly with excitement, and his eyes were full of hope.

However, Emperor Jinghong Xiao Lin ignored Song Huaiyi. He just raised his eyes slightly and asked calmly, "A wealthy family? Which family is it? And why did they beat the maid to death?!"

Zhao Jiang, the Junior Official of the Dali Temple, said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, the one who ordered the maidservant to be beaten to death was an old lady. The maidservant was lazy at work and was caught by the old lady today. Not only did the maidservant not admit her fault, she also pointed at the old lady and called her an old immortal..."

"The old lady was furious and ordered the execution of the cunning maid. The maid had signed a death contract, and her life and death should be decided by her master. However, the maid's family refused to acknowledge her and even reported her to the Dali Temple..."

A servant who signed a death indenture was found to be lazy and slacking off by his master. Instead of admitting his fault, he pointed at his master's nose and cursed him. Shouldn't he be beaten to death? !

How did the maid's family have the nerve to file a complaint?

Those who were quick-witted and had already realized the truth could not help but go to see Song Huaiyi.

Song Huaiyi's face turned red, but he couldn't retreat at this time. He could only bite the bullet and talk about the matter of the master's family beating someone to death, and he must severely punish the old lady who beat the person to death.

Emperor Jinghong Xiao Lin looked at Song Huaiyi as if he were a dead person, without making any comment.

Zhao Jiang, the Junior Official of the Dali Temple, was still talking nonstop: "Oh... by the way... the old lady who beat someone to death was none other than Old Lady Song, the biological mother of Song Huaiyi, the Minister of Rites..."

Emperor Jinghong Xiao Lin's thin lips curled slightly, his phoenix eyes fell on Song Huaiyi, and he said with a smile: "What did Lord Song say just now? Severe punishment...right?!"

Song Huaiyi stood there in amazement, his mouth open but unable to utter a word.

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