Peerless Physician: The Path of a Foolish Eldest Daughter's Rise to Power

Chapter 387 Righteous Indignation

Early morning the next day.

The atmosphere in the imperial court was somewhat somber.

An imperial censor, dressed in black official robes and with a serious expression, slowly stepped forward, cleared his throat, and began to impeach Minister of Personnel Pan in a loud voice.

"Your Majesty, I have important matters to discuss today: impeaching Minister Pan of the Ministry of Rites!"

These words shocked the entire court. All eyes turned to the censor and then to Lord Pan standing to the side.

Lord Pan stood among the court officials, his head bowed. He knew that the censor had impeached the princess, and he would inevitably be punished, and his son would lose his chance to become the princess's husband.

He was originally a man of Crown Prince Xuan. Back then, Crown Prince Xuan was in his prime and surrounded by a group of loyal ministers, and Lord Pan was one of them.

However, fate played a cruel trick on him, and the Crown Prince Xuan died young, which was undoubtedly a heavy blow to Lord Pan.

However, he did not succumb to this, nor did he get involved in the complex political struggles within the court.

Over the years, he has been dutifully performing his duties, arriving at the Ministry of Rites early every day to handle the mountain of documents, devoting himself wholeheartedly to the court.

In recent years, the Ministry of Rites has never made a mistake in its work.

However, things were not peaceful in the imperial court.

The Vice Minister of Rites was exceptionally capable, quick-thinking, and often came up with novel ideas and initiatives.

However, Lord Pan always acted in accordance with the rules and regulations, and he always firmly opposed the unconventional practices of the Vice Minister of Rites.

The two often argued endlessly in court, which caused quite a stir in the court.

At this moment, Emperor Shengxiang sat on the dragon throne, silent, his deep gaze fixed on the assembled officials with their varied expressions.

His eyes revealed a sense of authority and deep thought, as he silently weighed the pros and cons.

In fact, Emperor Shengxiang had already decided that the Minister of Rites should be replaced.

The censor continued his impassioned statement: "Your Majesty, I have recently heard that Lord Pan's half-brother has been abusing his power and accumulating wealth in his business dealings. What's worse, he has even helped Lord Pan accept bribes!"

After speaking, he presented the evidence.

These words immediately caused an uproar in the court, with officials whispering and discussing among themselves.

Lord Pan's face turned deathly pale instantly. He widened his eyes, wanting to defend himself, but for a moment he didn't know where to begin.

Last night, the secret guards discovered an account book in a hidden compartment in the study of Lord Pan's half-brother, which detailed their crimes!

The secret guards quietly delivered the evidence to the upright and incorruptible censor.

The ledger was like a bombshell, causing a huge uproar in the imperial court.

"Not only did they humiliate Princess Jiayang, but they also committed the immoral act of having a concubine's child born first!" The censor became more and more agitated as he spoke, pointing at Lord Pan with righteous indignation.

Princess Jiayang was Emperor Yongfeng's most beloved daughter, but she suffered many grievances after marrying into the Pan family.

Lord Pan panicked. Madam Pan and the Prince Consort knew that Princess Jiayang was at odds with the Empress Dowager and, relying on her husband's family's reputation, did not respect the princess and often neglected her.

The princess did not resist, and they gradually became more and more unscrupulous, leading to the current situation.

If he had known that the princess was being mistreated and that other things had been uncovered, he would have disciplined his wife more strictly.

Upon hearing these words, the officials were all surprised to find that the seemingly upright Lord Pan was actually two-faced, corrupt, and disrespectful to the princess.

Everyone shook their heads and sighed, expressing their disappointment and anger at Lord Pan's behavior.

Lord Pan's legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

He wanted to defend himself, but with the evidence right in front of him, he knew he couldn't defend himself.

He thought of all the contributions he had made to the court over the years, and how he had gone against the Crown Prince Xuan's idea of ​​benefiting the people. His heart was filled with bitterness and helplessness.

Finally, Emperor Shengxiang spoke slowly, his voice deep and authoritative: "Princess Jiayang is to divorce her husband. Lord Pan and his half-brother are to be imprisoned. A final decision will be made after the truth is uncovered!"

As soon as the decree was issued, the court fell silent.

Lord Pan, his face filled with despair, was taken away by the guards.

Upon hearing this news, Princess Jiayang felt a mix of emotions, a sense of relief at being free from her predicament, and sorrow for her unhappy marriage.

In the villa in the capital where Che Qianzi was imprisoned, the high walls around him isolated him from the outside noise, with only the occasional sound of the wind lingering in the silence.

Ling Yazi, dressed in a plain-colored robe, stood tall and straight, like a pine tree, his eyes fixed intently on Che Qianzi.

At this moment, Che Qianzi's hair was a little messy, and his face showed some fear and unease as he huddled in the corner.

Ling Ya Zi spoke slowly, his voice deep yet carrying an undeniable authority: "I know my disciple's temperament better than anyone."

If you can explain everything in detail as soon as possible, she might forgive you out of consideration for your past relationship.

But if you don't speak up, your hands and feet will never recover, and you'll be locked up here for the rest of your life.

Che Qianzi's head, which had been hanging low, was suddenly pulled up as if by an invisible force. His eyes widened, filled with fear and urgency.

His voice trembled slightly as he asked, "Senior brother, can these hands and feet really be cured?"

Ling Ya Zi sighed softly, his expression a mixture of nostalgia for the past and helplessness towards the person before him: "Back then, you meticulously plotted to poison me, and for so many years, I have been tormented by the toxins."

Thanks to my apprentice, who went to great lengths, using all sorts of precious medicinal herbs and her superb medical skills, she managed to detoxify my body.

Now, regarding the injuries to your hands and feet, only your disciple in the whole world can heal you.

Hearing Ling Ya Zi's words, Che Qian Zi felt a mix of emotions. After a moment of silence, he gritted his teeth and mustered his courage to ask, "Senior brother, I treated you so badly back then, and did such heinous things. Aren't you really angry?"

A flicker of pain flashed in Ling Yazi's eyes. He frowned, his voice filled with grief and indignation: "Why did you poison me? I'm your senior brother!"

We grew up together in the sect, trained together, and studied together. When have I ever mistreated you? How could you do such a thing!

A hint of hatred appeared on Che Qianzi's face. He said bitterly, "Why? Why was Master so good to you? He passed on all his secret techniques to you and even decided to appoint you as the sect leader."

Why did Yu'er like you, but never even glance at me, and then marry you in the end?

Am I really worse than you? I love her too, I've given so much for her, but she's only ever had eyes for you!

Ling Ya Zi stared quietly at Che Qian Zi, his gaze deep and complex, as if he could see through the darkness and twistedness in Che Qian Zi's heart.

After a long while, he slowly asked, "Why did Yu'er leave the sect back then, and why were you driven away by your master? What unspeakable secrets are hidden here?"

Che Qianzi's eyes began to dart away, and he secretly glanced at Ling Yazi several times, feeling very conflicted.

He really didn't want to talk about those shameful things from back then. Those things were like a scar in his heart, and once it was reopened, it would be bleeding profusely.

But in order for his hands and feet to heal quickly, he knew he had no other choice.

But he was also worried that if he told his senior brother about these things, his senior brother might beat him to death in a fit of anger.

His hands unconsciously clenched the hem of his clothes, his knuckles turning white from the force.

After hesitating for a long time, Cheqianzi finally opened his mouth slowly and began to tell the story of what happened back then.

His voice was hoarse, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, as if recounting a painful past...