With the stagnant eyes of everyone, Pei Linye strode to Ji Jingshi who was lying down, then squatted down, put his two fingers on his neck vein and gently pressed it for a moment, then looked through his eyelids and looked at him.

Then, he stood up, bowed to Gu Jue with his fists, and replied, "God of Lord Ji is alive, but he was injured by a little head-bump."

As he said that, Pei Linye glanced at Ji Jingshi who was lying on the ground, with a smile on his lips.

Jingshi Ji was not only not dead or even fainting, but just pretended to be in a coma.

As his words fell, most of the ministers present breathed a sigh of relief, as long as no one died.

Some people were relieved, some were lucky, and some people saw some clues from Pei Linye's actions, and there was a bit of sarcasm in their eyes when they looked at Yushi Ji.

"I'll die by hitting the pillar?" Gu Jue said, and pointed his fingers on the armrest of the dragon chaise twice, and chuckled, "Since I want to achieve this reputation, I dare not really die. Who do I want to show you?"

"The opera troupe performed better!"

Speaking of the opera troupe, Gu Jue's eyes were deep, and he remembered the words Chen Qianchen said to him last night. Yesterday, the maids of the imperial decree sang one after another in Shouning Palace, just like the opera troupe.

Gu Jue pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, his smile almost invisible.

He slowed down his speech and said almost word by word: "Ji Mingzhi pretended to be a hypocritical and tried to threaten me with death. What crime should he be guilty of?"

The others were silent and looked down, and several eyes were glaring at the other censors present.

One of the duties of the censors is to supervise all officials and to sanctify the court. Therefore, the new emperor naturally asked them the Censorate.

The palace was quiet for a moment.

The Zuodu Censor could only grit his teeth and replied seriously: "Return to the emperor, Censor Ji hit the pillar of the current dynasty and hit the emperor. However, the king lost his etiquette and should be punished for his salary."

If you can get rid of the problem today, it will be considered light.

"Wrong!" How could Gu Jue easily let Jingshi Ji pass the test? His voice was neither light nor heavy. "Justice Ji's selfishness caused trouble and blood stained the Golden Palace. It was no longer just a loss of manners before the king. It was a very disrespectful mistake."

Immediately afterwards, Gu Jue made an order to issue an order: "I drafted an order for me, and Ji Mingzhi committed a great disrespectful mistake to serve as a warning to others. His crime is inevitable. I will dismiss his official position today, and three generations of descendants will not be allowed to be in the imperial examination."

"If anyone commits the crime, he will be treated as disrespectful."

Gu Jue sat leisurely, looking leisurely, with a faint smile. The last sentence was for officials from Wei Jingze's sect to listen to.

A young Hanlin, who was responsible for drafting the order, immediately bowed and accepted the order.

Ji Mingzhi, who was lying on the ground in a coma, twitched his finger. His bruised forehead was still bleeding, and his whole head was very painful, as if a hammer was hitting his forehead, but no matter how painful it was, it was not as good as his heartache.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but he didn't dare. Since he pretended to be unconscious, he could only be unconscious until the end. Otherwise, the new emperor could punish him for deceiving the emperor, which would be more guilty.

The other civil and military officials took a breath. No one expected that Gu Jue would be so cruel. This punishment would be a crime and his descendants.

This is clearly a warning from the new emperor!

"..." The Right Censor had already been sweating coldly, measuring the interests in his heart.

Ji Mingzhi is his direct subordinate. In the eyes of outsiders, he has reached this point in order to support himself.

At this time, if he turns a blind eye and listens to it, he may make others feel that he is disgusted. In the future, he will lose all his dignity in the Censorate and will be completely suppressed by the Censor of the Left Censor.

So, the Right Censor could only grit his teeth and said, "Emperor, Ji Mingzhi has indeed committed a mistake in his previous mistake of losing his manners, which can be punished for his descendants. It is too much. I hope the emperor will give a light sentence at his discretion."

He hoped that the new emperor would take a step back and remove Ji Mingzhi from his official position, but he would not blame the descendants of the Ji family.

However, Gu Jue asked him unshakable, "Do you want to hit the post?"

Before the right censor's answer was answered, Gu Jue's eyes moved to Ji Mingzhi below, and said with a smile: "If you die when you hit the pillar, I will give you a reward to give full play to the relationship between the king and the minister."

"If you haven't died, you will be the same as Ji Mingzhi."

What he meant was that if anyone hit the pillar and died, he would recognize that the other party was a loyal and righteous minister; if he did not die, he would commit a great disrespectful mistake and would be punished and his descendants.

“…”

“…”

“…”

At this moment, even officials outside Wei Jingze, who were not part of the party, felt that feeling of being heartbroken and powerless.

The new emperor is really too cruel. He wants the Right Censor to spend his life to exchange for the future of the descendants of the Ji family.

Putting themselves in their shoes, they cannot make such sacrifices for others. They are just colleagues, so how can they have such a big relationship!

"..." The Right Censor was silent.

If Ji Mingzhi hit the pillar, he would feel that the new emperor would not dare to let him hit him, but Ji Mingzhi, who was lying on the ground, was reminding him that if he had hit one of them, the new emperor would not be afraid of hitting the second one again.

The Right Censor was exhausted and helpless. He could only silently look at Wei Jingze, the Minister of Personnel who was standing behind Zhang Shoufu.

Other officials were also looking at Wei Jingze, wanting to see how he would react.

Wei Jingze finally stepped out and bowed, saying in a powerful voice: "Your Majesty, please be cautious. If you insist on your own, aren't you afraid of the hearts of your ministers?"

Gu Jue asked with a smile: "Who is disheartened?"

Wei Jingze: “…”

Gu Jue: "Then you'll retire."

Wei Jingze: “…”

Before Wei Jingze could speak, Yang Xuanshan, the Minister of Rites, had eagerly expressed his support to Gu Jue: "The emperor said yes. If you don't die when you hit the pillar, you will have to reward you. Then everyone will follow suit in the future. From time to time, people will hit the pillar in the Golden Palace. How should this morning court continue?"

Other ministers also came out one after another, echoing one or two.

After a while, half of the ministers in the Golden Palace expressed their opinions, and they were also expressing their loyalty to the new emperor.

Gu Jue raised his eyebrows and felt that although Yang Xuanshan was a little dull, he could correct his mistakes. He still had a few winks, which was quite useful.

Wei Jingze almost lost his face, but he has been in a high position for many years and has learned to show his emotions without showing his emotions. He is still calm on his face and said righteously:

"Emperor, Lord Ji is loyal to the emperor and patriotism, and he is willing to persuade the emperor with his will. I think that although his method is wrong, his feelings are pitiful."

"Ji Mingzhi has made it today, but he has made achievements in the past. The emperor completely ignored Lord Ji's achievements for many years. He was not afraid of people's hearts and unstable countries?!"

The first half of Wei Jingze's words also talked about the hearts of many ministers. Ji Mingzhi's incident today was indeed selfish, but the crime was not so great. The new emperor punished three generations of people not to be admitted to the imperial examination, which made the civil officials present worry that one day they would end up like Ji Mingzhi.

After all, people have selfish intentions, and they cannot avoid power struggles in the court. Several officials dare to swear that they are wholeheartedly for the king and the people.

Gu Jue smiled again, this time, he laughed out loud.

His laughter was clear and cold, like the moonlight pouring down from the dark night.

"Paipa."

He slapped his high fives twice.

The next moment, dozens of soldiers in black armor rushed towards the Golden Palace like a black tide, with great momentum.

They all stood outside the hall, like a tall black wall blocking the exit, and the light inside the hall dimmed a little.

Everyone in the hall was shocked.

Unlike the Yulin Guards who were guarding outside the Golden Palace in the past, these soldiers of the Xuanjia Army all had murderous aura, their eyes were as sharp as wild beasts and like blades. Everyone was shivering when their eyes passed by.

Some officials who had just said something about Wei Jingze felt a little cold on their necks, as if a long knife was placed around their necks, and the vest was trembling.

Their new emperor is too tough to take action!

In the Great Qi Dynasty, the imperial guards belonged to the emperor directly. Emperors of all dynasties had military power. However, except for the founding emperor, no other emperors had personally led their troops to the battlefield. However, Gu Jue was different. He went to the north at the age of fifteen, defeated Chidi, and pacified the north. He had eaten and lived with the soldiers for so many years in the army. Not only did he have the 200,000 northern army, but all the people in the army had a heart-warming respect for Gu Jue.

Gu Jue's prestige in the army was far superior to that of emperors of all dynasties, and therefore, he could firmly hold military power in his hands.

Everyone was silent, but Shoufu Zhang looked calm.

Shoufu Zhang calmly glanced at Wei Jingze, thinking that he was really stupid.

If the person in power today is still the late emperor Gu Lang, then the position of this assistant is indeed Wei Jingze's possession. Zhang Shoufu also planned to resign before the palace change and wanted to resign again this spring.

However, the thunder suddenly changed drastically.

But Wei Jingze didn't realize that the present is different from the past. He clearly regarded Gu Jue as those mediocre and incompetent kings, thinking that he could easily suppress Gu Jue like he did when dealing with the late emperor Gu Lang.

He actually thought that the imperial envoy would be able to do something like a woman, cry, make a fuss, and hang himself!

Ridiculous, so stupid.

Zhang Shoufu's old but not turbid eyes shone with a wise light.

Originally, he planned to retire and return home, but now he feels that he can stay in this position for a few more years to pave the way for his children and grandchildren.

In front, Gu Jue was still sitting high on the Golden Throne, looking down at the ministers proudly, and then asked: "So, if I don't listen to you, I will be in danger of disaster. How about the disaster?"

"Is this country protected by your mouth or my sword?"

"You know whether it is for the people of the country or for their own selfishness!"

Gu Jue spoke clearly, and every word fell clearly into the ears of everyone and hit them in their hearts, with a arrogant and arrogant expression.

The whole hall was silent, and the needles could be heard, as if even the breathing sound had stopped.

Everyone was in awe of the young emperor in his early twenties in front of him at this moment.

"Don't use the past ones on me, do you understand clearly?!"

"Who is not convinced?" He glanced at the crowded Golden Palace below again, "If you don't agree, just retire. I heard that there are many people waiting for the Ministry of Personnel every year, Shangshu Wei, right?"

The implication of his words is that if anyone is disobedient, then don’t become an official. Anyway, there are many officials who are short of the Ministry of Personnel, and they are all waiting in line for a good seat. If it really doesn’t work, the court can still prosecute the court.
To be continued...