I am a commoner, but I will lead the empress to unify the world

Now there was no need for guards to push or whip, and all the officials naturally made way.

A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. Everyone knows how difficult it is to deal with the three-eyed Horse King.

In order to show his arrogance, Prince Rong had to use shouting and whipping to intimidate others.

The Southern King only needed to stand there, without saying a word, to scare all the officials into trembling and keeping silent.

This is a kind of respect that comes from the bottom of my heart.

The Southern King's achievements, status, power, and invincible killing spirit are all things that the civil servants in the capital do not possess.

The King of the South rode his horse and walked slowly towards them.

When Prince Rong saw Prince Nan, he was excited and moved, like a bullied child seeing his parents.

"Ow!"

"Your Highness the Southern Prince!"

"You're finally here! You have to take charge of Xiao Wang. Xiao Wang was almost beaten to death by this guy!"

Prince Rong grabbed the reins of Prince Nan and cried with tears and snot.

Shen Changgong was measured in his attack and would not really beat him to the point where he couldn't even attend the banquet.

Prince Rong almost knelt down before Prince Nan.

This prince, who was about fifty years old, almost made the King of the South, who was in his thirties, kneel down.

King Nan looked at him coldly and asked,

"what happened?"

Prince Rong looked extremely aggrieved, like a concubine who had been bullied. He pointed at Shen Changgong and said,

"He beat me."

Then, the Southern King looked at Shen Changgong again and said coldly,

"Who are you? Why are you committing a crime in the street? Don't the security forces care about you?"

Prince Rong shouted loudly,

"King Nan, he is Shen Changgong, the Grand Commandant of the Public Security Army. He is in charge of the Public Security Army, and the Public Security Army has no control over him."

Shen Changgong almost laughed out loud. This King of the South was pretending quite well.

He had clearly come a long time ago, but he waited until I finished whipping him before coming out.

I just want to see Prince Rong get beaten.

The Southern King snorted coldly.

"Are you the Shen Changgong? You are so young and energetic."

"Are you still called a young man if you are not angry?"

Shen Changgong stiffened his neck and looked at the Southern Prince Ma Ling with a look of dissatisfaction.

"Humph, since you are the Grand Commandant of the Public Security Army, you are supposed to maintain order. Why are you blocking the road, committing violence in the street, and beating up the prince of the court?"

Shen Changgong sneered,

"Do I need to report to you, the Southern Prince, when I, the Public Security Army, do my work? Prince Rong hits someone in the street, and as the Grand Commandant of the Public Security Army, I arrest him, sentence him, and punish him. What's wrong with that?"

"Even if they were to execute someone, they should have done it in the government office. Today is your Majesty's birthday. Beating someone in the street is a disgrace to the nation. Where do you put your Majesty?"

"I am the Grand Commandant of the Security Forces appointed by His Majesty himself, with the power to maintain public order and apprehend criminals.

Similarly, I am only executing the sentence in the street because today is His Majesty’s birthday. Otherwise, if Prince Rong were dragged to the yamen and beaten by the bailiffs, he would probably not even be able to attend the banquet.

This official wanted to save time and was not too harsh, just to allow him to attend the banquet and give face to His Majesty."

The Southern King's face was as gloomy as iron. He looked at Shen Changgong and said slowly,

"I have never seen someone as shameless as you!"

"Oh, you saw it today."

"Okay, your name is Shen Changgong, right? I'll remember that."

The Southern King pulled the reins, no longer looking at Shen Changgong, and shouted,

"Prince Rong, let's go."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Prince Rong nodded like a pug, then pointed at Shen Changgong and said viciously,

"You're done. Today, I will peel off a layer of skin from you!"

"Really? It's a pity that I only have one layer of skin for you to peel off. Unlike you, your face is as thick as a city wall and your body is as fat as a pig. I can peel off at least fifty or sixty layers of skin."

Prince Rong stopped talking and followed Prince Nan into the palace, covered in wounds and tattered clothes.

He would not change his clothes. He was not ashamed. These were the best evidence to accuse Shen Changgong, and also a good proof for him to play the victim in front of His Majesty.

Damn it, Shen Changgong, if I can’t kill you today, I’ll take your last name!

After they left, the officials all breathed a sigh of relief.

Many upright officials looked at Shen Changgong and shook their heads and sighed.

This Shen Changgong is really a young and fearless person. He dares to confront the powerful and stand up for the victims. This is really commendable.

He is just too young. He has already offended Prince Rong, and now he dares to confront Prince Nan. He is really courting death.

I'm afraid I won't survive tonight.

The neutral faction shook their heads and sighed, the Prince Gong faction watched coldly, and the Prince Rong faction sneered, ready to teach Shen Changgong a lesson today.

There are thousands of different people and many different opinions.

Shen Changgong looked at everyone with a smile and said, "There will be a good show tonight."

……

All officials entered the palace and took their seats according to their official positions and different factions.

Civil officials, nobles, and military generals are all in different places.

Those sitting in the front row must be kings, princes, generals and ministers.

King, Marquis, Grand Marshal, Prime Minister.

These people are the closest to the emperor's platform.

The birthday banquet is not a state banquet, it is mainly lively and friendly, so there are no single tables in the hall.

The emperor had not arrived yet, and the ministers were all whispering to each other, talking about what had just happened.

Prince Rong and his men sat at a table, each of them sneering as they reviewed their plans.

The Prince of the South did not sit next to Prince Rong and Prince Gong, but sat next to the Prime Minister, the Grand Marshal and the Imperial Censor.

And he sat in the first seat.

This seat is a bit intriguing.

Half an hour later, Gongsun Wan'er's loud shout was heard from the hall.

"Your Majesty is here!"

All the ministers stood up and saw the empress wearing a bright red dragon robe, with Shangguan Wan'er following behind her on the left and Shen Changgong following behind her on the right, walking slowly towards them.

Shangguan Wan'er didn't wear the white tights today, but a gorgeous light yellow palace dress, which made her look a little more feminine, unlike before when she was as impetuous as a tomboy.

"Greetings, Your Majesty! Long live the Emperor!"

All the ministers knelt on the ground and shouted in salute.

The empress went up to the platform, raised her hand and said,

"Everyone is safe!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

All the ministers stood up and took their seats.

I'm hungry, let's eat quickly.

The empress said some polite words about the prosperity of Dayan, and everyone said some nice words of congratulations one by one, but they were all nonsense, and no one was too lazy to read them, so they just brushed them aside.

Finally, the empress announced the start of the banquet.

Shen Changgong sat in his seat and started eating and drinking as if no one was around. After all, he had a lot of fun tonight and he had to eat his fill.

Prince Rong looked at him viciously.

Eat, eat, eat well so you can hit the road, be a full ghost!

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, the empress raised her glass and drank with everyone.

Then, she saw the clothes on Prince Rong and pretended to be surprised.

"Uncle Rong, what's wrong with your clothes? Why are they so torn? Is it because the Imperial Clothing Department didn't send you a new official robe?"

Upon hearing this, Prince Rong burst into tears and knelt down, shouting,

"Your Majesty! I feel wronged. I feel wronged so deeply!"