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Regardless of what he said, Duke Yun continued, "By the way, someone told me that Lord Fei, on the eve of the final volume being sent to various places, they saw you come to Wende Academy in the middle of the night. I wonder what you were doing here in the middle of the night?"

These words calmed the Vice Minister of War down. "Then, Duke, please let the person who said this come out and confront me."

"Then so be it." Duke Yun snorted and sat back down in his seat.

Soon, a middle-aged man dressed in plain clothes was brought in.

"Who are you?" The Vice Minister of War glanced at him disdainfully and asked sternly.

The man immediately prostrated himself on the ground and stammered, "This humble one is sweeping and cleaning the Wende Courtyard."

Ha, even a janitor dares to testify against him!

"Did you say you saw me come here in the middle of the night?" The Vice Minister of War walked up to him. "Raise your head and look carefully before you speak."

Seeing his reaction, the Duke of Yun warned, "Fei Tiancai!"

Upon hearing this, Fei Tiancai snorted disdainfully, took a few steps back to the side, and stood next to the guard who had brought his son in.

The person on the ground looked up at him, but was frightened by his venomous and sinister gaze. He immediately lowered his head and said, "Yes, it seems so."

"It seems so?" Chi Chengwen asked calmly.

The Duke of Yun's fierce gaze swept over him, and he immediately took a step back. He then looked at the person on the ground, his voice much calmer, "Just tell me what you saw."

The person on the ground looked up again, examined it carefully for a few moments, then lowered their head again. "It is indeed..."

Before he could finish speaking, a stab had already entered his chest. In disbelief, his eyes widened like saucers as he fell backward.

The incident happened in an instant; it was something no one expected.

Duke Yun suddenly erupted, unleashing his inner force as he attacked Fei Tiancai, shouting, "You dare to kill someone in public to silence them?"

Fei Tiancai, who had been knocked to the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood and smiled sinisterly, "He slandered an official of the imperial court, and his crime deserves to be punished." His eyes seemed to say, "What can you do to me?"

"Hahaha, what a slander! What a 'deserves to be executed'!" What happened next was something no one expected: the long sword in the servant's body flew out and shot straight at Fei Tiancai.

He tried his best to defend, but it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in front of the seasoned Duke Yun; he couldn't even make the longsword stop for a second.

Fei Tiancai looked at his chest in disbelief, then at the Duke of Yun, and uttered his last words: "You dare to kill an official of the court!"

The others unconsciously took a step back, none of them daring to speak, each feeling insecure.

The long sword was drawn and flew back to the guard's waist.

Duke Yun glanced at the man on the ground, flicked his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice as he walked out, "Go to the palace, and take everyone with you."

The guard, pulling Fei Jin forward, who had just witnessed his father fall in front of him and was terrified, said, "I'm scared out of my wits."

As for the corpses on the ground, he couldn't care less. The remaining few people looked at each other and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This Duke of Yun was even more terrifying than the emperor. He could kill a third-rank official without hesitation.

As the group prepared to leave, remembering what Duke Yun had just said, they pushed each other, none of them wanting to carry the corpse.

They had completely forgotten that they had any followers.

The Vice Minister of Justice, accustomed to seeing corpses, bent down, hoisted the servant onto his shoulder, and walked out, saying, "You can figure out the rest yourselves."

After much discussion, the last few men, all nearing fifty, each carried themselves out by one hand or one foot.

Even after the carriage arrived at the palace gate, it was these few people who carried it to the outside of the Imperial Study. If Liu Fuquan hadn't stopped them, they might have been prepared to carry it directly inside, put the corpse down, and then have several people vomiting in a row next to it—that scene was quite spectacular.

"Why don't you go and throw up?" Duke Yun turned to look at the youngest of them, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice, who was not far away.

The Vice Minister of Justice was taken aback, but replied calmly, "I am from the Ministry of Justice."

"Not bad, he has potential," Duke Yun praised meaningfully.

The people sent by each department were mostly mediocre guys who weren't in their own departments. Back in Wende Academy, this kid was the only one who was sensible and didn't blindly follow the crowd. He also seemed to know how to conduct himself properly.

The Vice Minister of Justice gave an awkward smile; if he really had a future, he wouldn't have been transferred there.

After Liu Fuquan went in to report, he immediately sent someone to notify the ministers of all departments, as well as the prime minister who was on leave at home.

After doing all this, he walked up to Duke Yun and said in a low voice, "His Majesty said to wait until all the ministers arrive before summoning you. Duke, would you like to have a cup of tea in the side hall?"

"Thank you, I'll wait here." The suggestion to drink tea was certainly Liu Fuquan's own idea, and the Duke of Yun accepted his kindness.

Liu Fuquan nodded and withdrew.

Three quarters of an hour later, almost all the people who had been summoned to the palace had arrived. The few who had vomited so badly that they were completely drunk had to drink a lot of tea to recover.

Only as the prime minister was he granted special permission to be escorted in a sedan chair to the palace gate to receive him. Before Prime Minister Jian even got out of the sedan chair, he had already begun to cough.

After getting out of the sedan chair, he looked at the long line of ministers already standing there, and then looked at the first person, "The Duke."

Seeing the many white hairs on his head and his less-than-ideal complexion, the Duke of Yun asked with concern, "Prime Minister Jian, are you feeling any better?"

Prime Minister Jian waved his hand. "Still, cough cough cough, still the same as before."

"Everyone, please come in."

After everyone entered the hall, they all knelt down, making the already spacious imperial study seem even smaller.

"Rise." Zheng Hongyuan looked at the Duke of Yun in the front row with a solemn expression. "What exactly happened at Wende Academy?"

If Zheng Zhian were here, he would definitely say that his father was cunning, and that he probably already knew about what happened at Wende Academy before the fact.

"As an old minister, I might be biased. Let that young man from the Ministry of Justice handle it."

The Minister of Justice glanced back in surprise.

Zheng Hongyuan twirled the ring on his finger and looked at the third row of the criminal investigation team, saying, "Then let Vice Minister Gu speak."

Gu Lin calmly and slowly recounted the entire incident without uttering a single word, concluding with, "The two corpses outside the hall are the servant and Vice Minister Fei." He left out a crucial detail: the manner of their deaths and the size of their wounds were described precisely.

After he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the imperial study.

What should we say? Should we say that the person who leaked the exam questions shouldn't be investigated? Or should we imprison the Duke of Yun? Who dares to do that?

"Your Majesty," Jiang Hetai bowed and said, "The Duke of Yun leaked the examination questions, failing in his duty first, and then murdered a high-ranking official, displaying his audacity." He knelt on the ground and loudly proclaimed, "Your Majesty, I beg you to do justice for Vice Minister Fei!"

Zheng Hongyuan's face remained expressionless as he gazed intently at the person on the ground. "Does the Duke of Yun have anything to say?"

Duke Yun bowed first, then looked at the person on the ground and said, "Minister Jiang, you're blaming me for everything without even knowing the facts!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hetai raised his head, looked directly at him, and said sternly, "Didn't Minister Gu just make it very clear? How can it be that I'm the one who's making a fuss over nothing?" He sneered, "Is it because the Duke is old and his hearing is failing?"

This is practically a direct accusation that the Duke of Yun is old and senile.

“I think you’re hard of hearing. Didn’t you hear that Fei Tiancai was peeking at the exam questions, leaking them, and even killing the witness?” Duke Yun looked at him with a livid face.

"That's just your side of the story, and you found the witnesses too, who knows..."

Duke Yun was so angry he wanted to kick him a couple of times, and sneered, "You think there's no way to prove it now that he's dead, huh?"

While the gods were fighting in front, the people behind them kept their eyes down and their minds at ease. As long as the fire didn't burn them, they were fine with whatever happened.