The ancient martial arts master traveled through time

After Su Wu said this, several people began to think seriously.

"Sons are definitely not going to make it. They are a bit old, and some already have children. How can we send them to the Ninth Prince? If we really send them there, they will probably die faster. We can still try with our grandson."

"Then you can choose your grandson. Didn't you see Ruan Xiaojiu protecting the princess? If she likes your grandson, your safety will definitely be guaranteed." Su Wu continued.

They looked towards their own family members and began to check which of their grandsons' looks could catch Ruan Xiaojiu's eye. They felt like they had grabbed a life-saving straw.

At this time, one of them's eyes lit up and he said, "My eldest grandson Su Mo is the most handsome and sensible. Why don't we give him to Ruan Xiaojiu?" After hearing this, the others looked at Su Mo.

Another person also said: "My second grandson Zheng Yu is not bad either. He is not only good-looking, but also well-read. He will definitely win the favor of Ruan Xiaojiu."

Everyone began to choose, expressing their opinions, and selecting the person they thought was the most suitable candidate.

Su Wu said, "Hurry, call them all over once you've made your selection, time is running out."

Then, Lord Wu’s eldest son and Lord Zhang’s second son were chosen by their grandfathers and called over.

A row of six or seven people standing together is quite pleasing to the eyes. They think that if they are not compared with Feng Liushang, Yun Yizhuo and others.

At first, the young men didn't know why their grandfather had called them here. After hearing what they were doing, they realized that their grandfather was going to give them to the lecherous Ninth Prince. They couldn't help but frown. They were filled with grief and anger, and they were unwilling to do it.

After being scolded by their grandfather, they were told about the seriousness of the matter. Only by injuring a few people could their grandfather's life be saved. The few people had no choice but to agree.

However, they had forgotten one crucial thing: Ruan Xiaojiu's thoughts were beyond their comprehension. By the time they had decided to send a few people over, the battle had already ended. Most of the Yuan army had been killed or wounded, with some captured alive by the Imperial Guards. Corpses littered the ground inside and outside the hall, and blood flowed like a river.

All the women present were so frightened by the scene that they collapsed to the ground, their faces pale. Some of them hugged each other and cried, while others were protected by their male relatives.

Ruan Xiaojiu looked at the tragic scene below with a cruel smile. There is always death in war. She has seen so many deaths that she doesn't feel anything.

Yun Yizhuo and the others standing behind her were so frightened that their throats were dry and their palms were sweating. They grew up in peaceful families and had never been to the battlefield, so how could they have seen such a bloody scene with their own eyes?

Ruan Siqi had already been pulled behind Ruan Xiaojiu and protected. She couldn't let Ruan Siqi get hurt. After all, Ruan Siqi was now just a Ruan Jiaogui who had poor martial arts skills and was easily weak.

The princess and the Zidan envoy were so scared that they hid in some corner. For them, such a scene was not just a matter of watching the fun. If they were not careful, they would lose their lives. They were Zidan people, but no one cared about their life or death.

Seeing that the Imperial Guards had defeated the Yuan family army without any casualties, Ruan Jun'an was happy and stood up.

"Okay, okay, come here, drag them all out and clean up this place." Ruan Jun'an ordered.

Liu Kaiwen also suffered some minor injuries, but it was not serious. Upon hearing the emperor's order, he immediately ordered people to clean up the scene.

After a while, the hall returned to calm. Several adults knew that the situation was hopeless and that the emperor would deal with them next. They were timid and could not calm down. They looked at Ruan Xiaojiu on the platform. No one knew how this person would be sent to Ruan Xiaojiu. With so many people watching, they felt embarrassed, but they had to do it.

Ruan Jun'an looked coldly at the ministers below who had just been bossing him around. Ever since he came to power, these people had always acknowledged him on the surface, but in reality, they didn't take him, the emperor, seriously at all. Many times in the hall, they would scold him and find fault with him even in the smallest details. Now that they had completely turned against him and rebelled, he had nothing to worry about.

Ruan Jun'an was a little confused. At this time, what did they want to do by calling their grandson to their side? Did they want their grandson to die for them?

Although he didn't know what their purpose was in calling his grandson there, he knew that the disaster would not affect his family, and he had to bear the consequences of his own mistakes. Thinking of this, he ordered: "Come here, throw these traitors into the Sky Prison and execute them at noon tomorrow."

"Wait, wait, wait a minute." When they heard they were going to be killed, they all became anxious and rushed forward, kneeling on the ground, "I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong."

"I also know I was wrong."

"I also know that I was wrong. Please forgive us once, Your Majesty!"

A group of ministers knelt on the ground. When several men saw their grandfathers kneeling, they followed suit and knelt on the ground.

"Forgive you? If I had been captured by you just now, would you have forgiven me?" Ruan Jun'an said coldly.

"Your Majesty, we know we were wrong, and we are willing to make amends," said a minister, bowing his head.

"Humph, making amends? What kind of merits do you want to use to make up for your rebellion?" Ruan Jun'an looked at them sharply.

"Your Majesty, we can offer our grandson to the Ninth Prince as a token of our loyalty," another minister said hurriedly.

"Hand over your grandson?" Ruan Jun'an sneered and looked in the direction of Ruan Xiaojiu. Seeing Ruan Xiaojiu looking at the young men, he said, "Then go ask the Ninth Prince if she will accept your grandson. If she is willing to accept your grandson, I will naturally not pursue the matter."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Come here quickly and let the Ninth Prince take a good look at you." Several ministers pulled their grandsons to kneel in front of Ruan Xiaojiu, and tried their best to recommend how outstanding their grandsons were. They not only had good literary talent and good personality, but also were good in everything.

This made Yun Yizhuo and others on the side very dissatisfied. They had not yet won Ruan Xiaojiu's favor, so why were there a few more people competing for favor?

Ruan Siqi also frowned as she watched. What's wrong with these ministers now? Have they lost their shamelessness? They even send men as concubines just like women.

Ruan Guolong was silent, and couldn't help but think that if Xiaojiu accepted these people, he wouldn't be so obsessed with Ruan Siqi! His eyes swept over the group of young people kneeling in front of Ruan Xiaojiu, and he felt a little expectant.