Daming: I really don’t want to be an emperor!

Not long after, the heavy and solid door of the sky prison slowly opened, and several figures walked in hurriedly.

After a while, they were seen escorting a man who looked a little embarrassed out of the cell quickly. This man was Chu Hongqi.

Along the way, Chu Hongqi lowered his head, feeling uneasy, not knowing what fate would be waiting for him. Soon, he was brought to the magnificent and splendid Qianqing Palace.

After entering the palace, Chu Hongqi did not dare to look up and straight ahead. He just knelt down tremblingly, then kowtowed several times respectfully, and shouted loudly: "Student Chu Hongqi, respectfully wishes the emperor good health!"

Zhu Yunhuan, who was sitting on the dragon throne at this time, smiled slightly, stared at Chu Hongqi who was kneeling below with a sharp gaze, and said with a slightly mocking tone, "Humph, with a rat shit like you who specializes in sabotage and disturbing the peace of the prosperous times, how can I be at peace?"

Hearing this, Chu Hongqi's heart was shocked and his face turned pale in an instant. He wondered to himself, could it be that he had said something wrong just now and made the emperor unhappy?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel panic and helplessness.

However, Chu Hongqi was no ordinary man after all. After calming down a little, he mustered up the courage to continue to defend himself, "Your Majesty, you once taught us to seek truth from facts in dealing with people. I am just speaking my mind truthfully. Is this considered a crime? What is wrong with the world nowadays? People are not even allowed to speak the truth? Could it be that the prosperous era that Your Majesty wants to establish is just a false appearance created by those officials flattering and bragging to each other?"

After saying this, Chu Hongqi seemed to be under a spell of immobilization. He kept his head down, his body tensely maintained in a kneeling position, and did not move at all.

At this moment, the entire hall seemed to have stopped in time. There was complete silence, and deathly silence enveloped every corner.

However, only his slightly trembling voice, with a hint of panic and determination, lingered in the air like a ghost, lingering for a long time.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yunhuan, who had been stern and solemn, suddenly showed an irrepressible smile on his sculptured face.

This smile was like the warm sunshine breaking through the ice in spring, instantly breaking the solemn and depressing atmosphere in the hall. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his originally furrowed brows also relaxed.

He thought to himself, this Chu Hongqi is really brave. He dared to question him so bluntly and directly in front of everyone. He is really not afraid of death.

However, it was this extraordinary courage that made Zhu Yunhuan feel a little more curious and admiring about this person who seemed reckless and impulsive but was actually sincere.

But even so, as the king of a country, how could he easily reveal his true thoughts? So Zhu Yunhuan quickly put away his smile and his face darkened.

Zhu Yunhuan slammed the armrest of the dragon throne and shouted angrily, "How dare you! What do you mean by a prosperous age boasted by officials? Are you questioning me?"

This sudden rebuke was like a thunderclap, shaking the entire hall.

The eunuchs and maids serving around were so frightened that their faces turned pale when they saw this. They all knelt on the ground like frightened rabbits and shouted in unison, "Your Majesty, calm down."

Chu Hongqi, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled all over, with cold sweat dripping down his forehead. He knew very well that what he had just said had angered Zhu Yunhuan, but now that things had come to this, it was no use regretting.

So he kowtowed and apologized, "I was disrespectful when I spoke without thinking. Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

His voice became a little stammering due to fear, and he lay on the ground trembling.