The Three Great Han Dynasties: Awaken Liu Bei with a scolding; you weave mats and sell sandals.

He Miao burst into loud laughter, the sound echoing in the empty hall, carrying an indescribable sense of gloom.

After an unknown amount of time, when the laughter abruptly stopped, He Miao looked down.

His elder brother, on whom he had always relied, was now a corpse beyond dead.

He Miao stepped forward, squatted down, and observed carefully for a long time. Suddenly, she burst out laughing, her tone full of sarcasm: "So, everyone dies."

No matter how glorious a person was in life, they are no different after death.

Brother, you're nothing special after all.

"Compared to Lord Liu, you are far inferior, brother."

If you had even a tenth of the ability of General Liu Hong, I wouldn't dare do such a thing, even if you gave me ten times the courage. Hahahaha...

He stood up, dusted himself off, and looked like a completely different person.

The madness faded, leaving only a cold indifference.

"Someone come here."

He Miao spoke loudly, but his voice was devoid of any emotion.

The guards rushed over, and when they saw the scene in the hall, they turned pale with fright and knelt down on the ground.

"What kind of behavior is it to move your brother's body to the backyard and leave it here?"

"It looks really bad, it's an eyesore."

He Miao gave the order casually, as if the person lying on the ground was not his own brother, but an insignificant stone.

"Also, please have one of your retainers come over and write a statement of their crimes."

For the entire He family, this is the best possible outcome.

Subsequently, under He Miao's arrangement, the He family managed to get everything in order overnight.

The charges were written, with every word pointing to He Jin alone, saying that he was jealous of Liu Hong's power and influence, harbored evil intentions, and secretly colluded with Sun Jian to assassinate him, without any involvement from others.

They waited until the next day, in the imperial court.

Civil and military officials lined up on both sides, while Emperor Liu Hong sat high on the dragon throne. Dressed in court robes, Liu Hong stood at the head of the officials, his face calm.

Everyone was waiting for He Jin's fate and for Sun Jian to testify against him in court, but unexpectedly a wail suddenly came from outside the hall.

He Miao, dressed in mourning clothes, stumbled and rushed into the main hall.

He knelt heavily beneath the steps of the imperial palace, and a loud, hysterical shout echoed throughout the court: "Your Majesty, just last night! Just last night! My brother committed suicide out of fear of punishment!"

He crawled a few steps on his knees, raised the indictment in his hand high, and cried out, "My brother has fully admitted in the indictment that he was the one who assassinated the General earlier."

"It was because he harbored ill intentions that he committed such a regrettable act. My elder brother reflected on his actions in the mansion for several days, knowing that he had failed the emperor's grace, and so, unable to bear his conscience last night, he took his own life."

"I beg Your Majesty to make the right judgment."

He Miao wept bitterly in the main hall, pounding his chest and stamping his feet, looking as if he were in unbearable pain.

But none of the officials were interested in watching his performance; what everyone cared about was the death of He Jin.

In the blink of an eye, the solemn Golden Palace was filled with noise and commotion.

"The emperor's brother-in-law died just like that? And left behind a list of his crimes... After all, he was once a great general, so it's not surprising that he would do something like committing suicide out of fear of punishment."

As the Grand Tutor, Yuan Wei spoke slowly and calmly, as if he were talking about something completely ordinary.

These words, once spoken, immediately caused a great stir, like a stone thrown into a lake.

Many civil and military officials present, especially the retainers recommended by the Yuan family and a group of virtuous and filial individuals, immediately echoed each other, discussing the matter at length, saying that He Jin deserved his punishment and that he was more than deserving of death.

Liu Hong stood at the head of all the officials, belonging to the clan, and coldly watched this scene.

Looking at those civil and military officials, they all started to echo Yuan Wei without distinguishing right from wrong, all at just one word from him.

A chill ran through him.

Given this situation, it's no wonder that His Majesty Liu Hong insisted on selling official positions and titles.

If the emperor does nothing at this point to amass wealth and cultivate loyal followers, even his throne may be in jeopardy.

When that time comes, people will rise up in rebellion. Leaving aside the fate of the Han Dynasty, it will be difficult to distinguish who is loyal and who is treacherous in the imperial city of Luoyang and in the main hall.

There are just too many intricacies involved here.

If it were Liu Hong, he would rather both sides lose than let the other side win so easily.

Any ambitious emperor would probably not be willing to accept this.

"Is this really true?"

Liu Hong sat upright on the dragon throne, now displaying considerable acting skill, his eyes filled with deep astonishment. He slammed his hand on the armrest of the throne and shouted sternly, "Hurry up and present these charges. Today, I will take a good look at them."

Soon, the eunuch presented him with a "sincere and heartfelt" accusation.

Liu Hong glanced down at the words on the page, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips.

He Jin was just a pig butcher in the past, how could he know any words?

Even if he later became a great general and managed to learn some characters, he could never have written such elegant and powerful characters.

This frame-up is really quite low-level.

If He Jin were still alive, Liu Hong might still be supporting him.

After all, he needed to support the power of his maternal relatives to counterbalance Liu Hong's clan.

Calling a deer a horse or black white is no big deal to the Liu family.

But if anyone is to blame, it's He Jin, who is now a dead man.

As is well known, the dead have no value.

So even if Liu Hong investigates the truth of everything and finds out the whole truth, so what?

Not only is it completely useless, but it also wastes manpower and resources, so it's really unnecessary.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Hong made his decision.

"Ugh."

Liu Hong sighed deeply, his voice filled with regret and heartache, before raising his voice to speak, "He Jin was, after all, a member of the imperial family. Although he committed such a heinous act, considering that he repented and committed suicide to atone for his sins, his family will be spared, and he will be given a proper burial."

"Your Majesty is benevolent; I believe our Great Han Dynasty will enjoy peace and prosperity for many years to come."

Liu Hong stepped forward at that moment and spoke loudly.

Behind him, the rest of the clan members echoed his sentiments without hesitation, their voices resonating in unison.

Following this, the Yuan family and other gentry clans took advantage of the situation, showing no mercy to these powerful relatives of the emperor. It was as if they wanted to add the last handful of soil to their coffins, and even wished they could stomp on them a few more times to prevent them from turning into zombies and crawling out, thus affecting everyone's future and wealth.

Liu Hong, however, seemed unwilling to pursue the matter further.

If anyone is to blame, it's He Jin who was simply incompetent, easily manipulated, and his death was a complete waste of his energy.