We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

In the Yangxin Palace, the scent of sandalwood curled up, but the atmosphere was as frozen as ice.

Hearing Li Che's words, Emperor Qing was startled at first, but then he smiled instead of getting angry: "Well, well, well, what a great King Feng!"

"It's bad enough that you beat up the Indian envoy in the street, but you're also going to be the judge? You've already found the Indian envoy primarily responsible, and the Ministry of Rites equally responsible, and that's not enough... you're also going to find me secondarily responsible?!"

"In the end, you are the only one who obeys His Majesty's wisdom and bravery, and you are absolutely innocent. Are we all guilty?"

When Huang Jin heard what Emperor Qing said, his heart skipped a beat.

He knew that His Majesty was really angry, mainly because the Sixth Prince's words were too infuriating.

It’s fine if you impeached the Ministry of Rites, but why did you involve His Majesty as well?

Your Majesty is a great ruler who cares most about his own reputation. During his reign, he never built any large-scale projects or collected many beautiful women. Isn't it all for his own reputation?

Even the harshest censor cannot find any fault with Your Majesty.

You are so good, you just give His Majesty a secondary responsibility right away!

Li Che bowed and said, "Father is a wise and enlightened ruler. If there was an oversight in his decision-making, and I, your son, consider this a minor matter and no longer insist on advising you, then small matters will inevitably lead to major consequences, which is a sign of danger and destruction."

Emperor Qing raised his thick eyebrows, and a hint of anger flashed in his dragon eyes: "Okay! Then tell me, what have I done wrong?"

Li Che continued, neither humble nor arrogant:

"After I captured the Indian envoys, I checked the return gifts given to them by my father.

It was discovered that there was a large box of books covering many fields such as medicine, architecture, and craftsmanship.

These books are the crystallization of knowledge from all walks of life in Daqing. If the other party is interested, these books can be used to quickly cultivate a group of skilled talents.

By then, Daqing's advantage over other countries will disappear completely!"

Seeing Emperor Qing's expression becoming increasingly grim, Li Che did not hesitate and said in a grave voice, "Giving these precious books to another country, wouldn't that be aiding the enemy?"

"Being an enemy?"

These two words were so resounding that they echoed in the empty Yangxin Palace, and were like a heavy hammer, hitting Emperor Qing's heart hard.

Emperor Qing had a stern expression on his face. Without saying a word, he stood up and walked down from the throne, personally flipping through the books in the box.

He flipped through the pages one by one, his fingers gently stroking the pages, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

The hall was completely silent, with only the rustling sound of pages turning, as if time had stopped at that moment.

After a long pause, Emperor Qing narrowed his eyes and slowly spoke, "I did not ask the Ministry of Rites to send these books. Instead, I ordered them to send some poetry, songs, and collections of classics and history."

Li Che was enlightened when he heard this and looked at Emperor Qing in disbelief.

Emperor Qing had no time to pursue Li Che's responsibility for disrespect, his eyes were as cold as the cold wind in the winter.

"These good-for-nothings from the Ministry of Rites actually sent these books to the Indian delegation. Was it dereliction of duty? Or was it intentional?"

A gleam of light flashed in Li Che's eyes, and he immediately bowed and said, "So that's how it is, Father! The Ministry of Rites is so audacious and presumptuous, and they should be strictly investigated!"

Emperor Qing's eyes flashed coldly, and he immediately looked at Huang Jin beside him: "Who is responsible for this matter?"

Huang Jin bowed and said, "Minister of Rites, Feng Ji!"

Emperor Qing was slightly startled, then looked at Li Che beside him calmly.

Li Che was completely confused. He felt that the emperor's eyes were a little strange, and he couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Father?"

Emperor Qing shook his head: "I am fine, quickly summon Feng Ji to the palace!"

"Yes." Huang Jin took the order and left.

The atmosphere in the Hall of Mental Cultivation became even more tense.

Li Che had a lot of thoughts in his mind. He looked at Emperor Qing vaguely, trying to catch a clue from his expression.

Emperor Qing paced around the hall with his hands behind his back, his brow furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

After an unknown amount of time, Emperor Qing suddenly spoke slowly, "Che'er, do you know who Feng Ji is?"

Li Che's face was serious: "I don't know, but I know one thing for sure: this is dereliction of duty at best, and treason at worst!"

"Although this heinous crime has not yet caused serious consequences, the main culprit must be severely punished in order to reassure the world!"

Emperor Qing sighed slightly, his expression amused: "Well, I hope you won't regret it later."

Li Che was bewildered.

Regret? What can I regret?

This is not my own doing...

Before he could continue asking, Feng Ji had already been taken to the Yangxin Palace by Huang Jin.

He was over fifty years old and a little fat, but at this moment his face was rosy and filled with a warm smile.

Obviously, Huang Jin kept his mouth shut and did not tell Feng Ji what Emperor Qing had called him for.

Feng Ji walked into the hall and first looked at Emperor Qing who had an expressionless face behind the desk, and then saw Li Che standing beside him.

His face suddenly lit up with joy and his smile became even brighter.

He walked forward quickly and saluted Emperor Qing and Li Che in turn: "Your Majesty, I am Feng Ji, the Minister of Rites. I pay my respects to His Majesty and His Royal Highness Prince Feng."

Emperor Qing nodded slightly, but Li Che ignored him.

Seeing that Li Che did not respond to him, Feng Ji suddenly became anxious and secretly winked at Li Che.

Li Che's face darkened and he glared back fiercely.

You're crazy! Why are you looking at me? I don't even know you!

Feng Ji felt a little regretful when he saw Li Che ignored him, but he still bowed to Emperor Qing in front of him.

Emperor Qing's voice was low, yet filled with irresistible authority: "Feng Ji, I want to ask you, were you the one who arranged the return gift for the Indian envoys?"

Feng Ji finally realized that the Emperor Qing's tone was not right and quickly replied, "It is you, my humble servant."

"Okay." Emperor Qing nodded. "Let me ask you again, what book do I want you to deliver?"

"This..." Feng Ji was speechless for a moment.

How would he know what books to send? Such a small matter should naturally be left to his subordinates to handle. As the Minister of Rites, why should he personally inquire about it?

Seeing Feng Ji like this, Emperor Qing was immediately furious: "Go and see what books you gave them in that box!!!"

Emperor Qing was furious, and Feng Ji was suddenly shocked.

He walked quickly to the box, looked through it for a moment, then turned pale and trembled all over, obviously he was very scared.

"Your Majesty...your Majesty..." Feng Ji prostrated himself on the ground, wanting to defend himself but not knowing how to start.

He suddenly remembered something and quickly fell to his knees at Li Che's feet, crying out in pain, "Your Highness, save me!"

Li Che kicked him and made him stumble, feeling completely bewildered: "Get lost! I don't know you are such a bastard official, why would I save you?"

Feng Ji hurriedly said, "Your Highness... Your Highness, how could you stand by and watch someone die without helping? I am your man!!!"

Li Che's body stiffened when he heard this.

What the hell, my people?

After all this time, with a lot of people assigning primary responsibility, joint responsibility, and secondary responsibility, in the end, you are the one who is fully responsible?