Good heavens! The Supreme God is being relentlessly harassed!

Beijing

Since the news of Xie Liuyan's assassination attempt spread, everyone has been living in fear.

Later, rumors circulated that His Highness the Regent was seriously injured and had left the capital to seek treatment from a renowned physician.

The group, who originally had different thoughts, were now all harboring their own ulterior motives. Some were thinking about what would happen to the Yun Kingdom in the future; these were the type who were concerned about the country and its people.

Some thought that the power of the court had just returned to the emperor, but without a regent to keep him in check, who would really obey the emperor's words?

Yun Qi hadn't felt anything about this before, except that his uncle Zuo Zhilin would occasionally say in his ear that the kingdom of Yun should be ruled by the Yun family, not the Xie family.

When I was young and ignorant, I had a period of estrangement with my uncle because of this.

Later, after being enlightened by his uncle, Yunqi no longer completely believed Zuo Zhilin's words as before.

Until he truly assumed power, a eunuch beside him called out in a shrill voice, "Attend court!"

A minister submitted a memorial stating: "Your Majesty, since the birthday banquet, the national treasury has been strained, and Huaixi has been hit by severe flooding. The disaster relief grain sent there has also disappeared. I earnestly request Your Majesty to thoroughly investigate this matter."

"There must be treacherous officials stirring up trouble, enriching themselves and causing the people to go hungry, thus shaking the very foundation of our Yun Kingdom!"

Yun Qi hadn't expected to encounter such trouble right away. He subconsciously looked to the side, only to find nothing but emptiness.

In an instant, he realized that his uncle, whom he had always relied on, had long since left, and he was somewhat stunned.

Clearing his throat, Yun Qi addressed the ministers below the stage:

"Granted. Is there anyone among you willing to go to Huaixi to investigate the truth? I will grant them the imperial sword and the power to act expediently to bring all the corrupt officials to justice."

Upon hearing this, the ministers below the stage displayed various expressions.

Who would dare to take on this hot potato?

Yun Qi had just taken power and didn't understand the situation well enough. But didn't they, who had been immersed in officialdom for many years, know that Huai Xi was clearly a territory controlled by the Left Chancellor's subordinates?

If they actually find something, it will be troublesome whether they deal with it or not.

On one side was Zuo Zhilin, a seasoned veteran of the officialdom, and on the other was the newly enthroned emperor who desperately needed to establish his authority. Neither side wanted to offend the other.

The best way is to be a quail.

Yun Qi was surprised that after speaking for so long, not a single minister was willing to step forward and respond.

When he looked at the Grand Tutor and Minister Shen, who supported him, both of them avoided his gaze.

A hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes. This was when he truly realized how difficult it was for his uncle. He had previously only thought that his uncle was ruthless and cruel, while his father had taught him to govern with benevolence.

Seeing the current state of the court, he felt a chill in his heart; he realized that the court had truly rotted to this extent.

Before he could even feel sentimental, Zuo Zhilin, the head of the civil officials, stepped forward and bowed slightly, saying:

"Your Majesty, I would like to recommend a capable minister—my prized disciple, this year's top scholar, Chen Qi!"

A man wearing a round-necked official robe, of average build and with extremely ordinary features, stepped out from the crowd at the right moment.

Yun Qi only glanced at him and knew that this person had no talent whatsoever. In the history of Yun Kingdom, the minimum requirement for selecting the top scholar was that the person must have regular facial features and be exceptionally talented.

How exactly was Chen Qi selected?

Looking at his good uncle, he understood everything in an instant.

He had truly harbored illusions about his uncle before, failing to recognize his true character; there was no point in continuing the morning court session.

"This matter can be discussed later. I am feeling a bit tired today. Let's adjourn the court."

Zuo Zhilin thought Yun Qi would listen to him, but he didn't expect that the other party was not as easy to control as before.

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

"Court is adjourned. His Majesty is departing."

After the court session, Yunqi went straight to his study, where memorials were already piled up.

He flipped through more than a dozen folded pages, which were filled with trivial and insignificant details.

He didn't see a single word about the Huaixi matter mentioned by the minister that morning in these memorials.

Well, it's really good!

He was seething with anger and had nowhere to vent it. In the past, Zuo Zhilin had been telling him that the Imperial Uncle was the biggest obstacle on his path to power.

Now, when the imperial uncle went to find the divine physician, he was still restricted in the palace and met with setbacks.

The real obstacle wasn't the royal uncle, but his seemingly righteous "good uncle" who was actually looking out for him!

Just as he was pondering this, the eunuch's voice came from outside the door:

"Greetings, Your Majesty the Empress Dowager! May Your Majesty enjoy boundless blessings and peace!"

Yunqi knew perfectly well that his mother must have heard rumors about the previous dynasty and rushed over to question him.

Rubbing his furrowed brows, he found himself somewhat nostalgic for the days when his uncle was around.

*

Meanwhile, Shen Wangchuan and Xie Liuyan traveled day and night, reducing the original three-day journey to one and a half days.

Both of them looked somewhat travel-worn.

It was already night when they arrived in the capital, which was perfect for keeping their presence hidden.

The carriage stopped at the gate of the Prince's Mansion, and Shen Wangchuan got off the carriage first and knocked on the gate.

The butler opened the door. The gates of the Heavenly King's Mansion were kept tightly shut, preventing outsiders from seeing anything inside.

The butler couldn't believe who would open the door so late at night. Could it be that the prince has returned?

Unexpectedly, the butler's somewhat aged face lit up with surprise as he opened the door to see Shen Wangchuan's face.

"Young Master Shen, you're back!! And is the Prince also...?"

After all, Xie Liuyan had kept the news very well hidden, even in the Prince's mansion, in order to avoid being detected by Zuo Zhilin.

All that was known to everyone was that the prince had been poisoned after being assassinated and needed to be treated by a renowned physician as soon as possible; they knew nothing more.

The butler had been with Xie Liuyan the whole time and was extremely worried about his health. Now, after seeing Shen Wangchuan, his originally solemn expression relaxed.

Shen Wangchuan was also filled with emotion; he had finally returned to the Regent's Palace.

He put his index finger to his lips: "Shh~ Please open the door wider, butler, so I can carry the prince inside."

The butler didn't ask any further questions and did as instructed.

Shen Wangchuan turned and walked to the carriage, saying to the person inside:

"Ayan, I'll take you into the mansion."

Xie Liuyan hummed in agreement. His leg had not yet recovered and he still needed external assistance.

Shen Wangchuan carried the person down from the carriage and entered the Prince's Mansion.

They've been working hard for two days, they definitely need to get a good rest tonight.

The situation in the capital is turbulent, and their arrival silently pushes the tense atmosphere to a climax. The show is about to begin!