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"Then I am relieved. Xi-ge'er has only been in Tokyo for a short time and hasn't left the residence these past few days. I was worried he had gotten into trouble outside! Since it wasn't, I'm at ease!" Jin Junqing finished speaking and returned to his unit.

Emperor Renzong smiled and said, "Then why not summon the young master of the Jin family into the palace for questioning?"

"Your Majesty... The physician and I went to Young Master Jin's room to explain that Your Majesty invited him, but Young Master Jin said he wouldn't come, and even said..." the eunuch said.

"What else is there to say..." Emperor Renzong asked curiously.

"This servant dares not say," the young eunuch said.

"I forgive you, but tell me exactly what you said," Emperor Renzong asked.

“Yes, Young Master Jin said he’s not going! Even if the King of Heaven himself came, it wouldn’t matter! Chickenpox is highly contagious, and who knows if any of you are already infected. You actually dare to gather together? You’re incredibly brave! I admire your courage, but I’m not that bold as to risk my life with you. You’d better get out of here right now, or don’t blame me for kicking you out!” said the eunuch.

“How dare this young brat speak such words! Your Majesty, I implore you to severely punish the young master of the Jin family for this grave disrespect!” A censor stepped out of the ranks, his face full of anger.

"Your Majesty, my young master is still young and inexperienced in the ways of the world, and knows nothing about the rules of the court. I hope Your Majesty will be lenient!" Jin Junqing hurriedly stepped forward, bowed, and then glanced at the minister, a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"No problem, no problem. This illness is urgent and of great importance. I wonder if the Minister of Justice could summon the young master to the palace?" Emperor Renzong asked with a smile and a kind expression.

Your humble servant respectfully obeys Your Majesty's command...

About half an hour later, a figure slowly entered the Wende Hall. Everyone stared in disbelief; General Jin was completely wrapped up from head to toe, only his eyes visible, looking like a rice dumpling. He walked cautiously, glancing left and right, surveying the assembled civil and military officials in their blue, red, green, and purple robes. The hall was packed full of people, with almost no extra space. General Jin muttered to himself, "How stingy! So many people and they didn't even give us more room." The other officials, meanwhile, struggled to suppress their laughter, their faces flushed. Even Emperor Renzong couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle, asking, "Young Master Jin, why did you dress up like this?"

"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?" Jin Shuai replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"How dare you! You mere brat, how dare you be so disrespectful!" The censor who had spoken earlier stepped forward again, rebuking him sternly.

Just as Old Master Jin was about to speak, General Jin ignored the censor and asked Emperor Renzong, "Are you the most powerful person here?"

Emperor Renzong nodded, somewhat puzzled, and said, "I am the greatest."

"How can you lie to a child like that? I could tell you weren't the boss here," Jin Shuai replied with a smile.

"Oh, hehe, then tell me, who's the most powerful here?" Emperor Renzong asked with a smile.

Jin Shuai pointed at the imperial censor and said, "I think he's the most important person here."

"A mere child..." The censor was about to continue when someone next to him grabbed his arm.

"Oh ho, look at you, still dare to say you're the biggest?" Jin Shuai said slowly with a mocking smile on his face.

"Hehehe, as an official responsible for remonstrating with the emperor, his duty is to submit remonstrances," Emperor Renzong explained with a smile.