Even emperors have it tough, so don't be too picky about the entries.

Chen Shao felt a sudden weight in his arms.

He subconsciously looked down and saw an old man with disheveled hair and a half-open Taoist robe curled up in his arms.

The old man also looked up at him with a blank expression.

At this moment, their eyes met.

Both of them were completely dumbfounded.

Chen Shao: Holy crap... This is ridiculously absurd! Could it be that I'm really going to...?

No, this guy has quite a background.

High Priest: What kind of magic is this? How can someone appear out of thin air in his arms? He was clearly hiding in the crowd just now! Is this some kind of ghost?

Chen Shao's brain seemed to have shut down, to the point that his voice was trembling.

"You...you're Helian Yunni's uncle?"

The high priest blinked, looking at Chen Shao in disbelief:

"Everyone else is just pretending, but you're really something else? How can you grab someone out of thin air? That's outrageous!"

"Words become law"—that's the literal meaning of the phrase.

Chen Shao was extremely shocked. Looking at the old man in front of him, he suddenly remembered the terrifying power of words becoming law. Could it be that he had really executed him on the spot?

That would completely ruin it.

Chen Shao felt a sudden churning in his stomach, his mouth contorted into a bitter grin, and he loosened his grip, throwing the high priest to the ground.

"Ugh, don't touch me!"

The high priest fell flat on his back, and before he could even get up, the surrounding guards were in an uproar.

"Protect the Emperor! There's an assassin!"

"It's Yun Zhongzi!"

"Heavens! This man's sorcery is truly bizarre! How did he end up in His Majesty's arms? Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Everyone was utterly horrified.

This Yun Zhongzi is too damn weird. What level of magic is this?

Shrinking the earth to an inch? Teleportation? Whatever it was, it completely exceeded everyone's imagination.

Fortunately, His Majesty is the Son of Heaven, and he captured him without making a sound.

Otherwise, the Great Yan Dynasty will be in grave danger!

Chen Shao had already turned his back, vigorously wiped his hands on his clothes, patted his chest, and looked extremely unpleasant.

"Take him away, take him away, and interrogate him as well."

Having dealt with the high priest, he became interested in this miraculous ability to make his words come true.

But the triggering condition seems rather strange.

Chen Shao said in a low voice:

"Helian Yunni, I'll fuck you..."

The system did not respond.

"Too far?"

Chen Shao did not give up.

"Han Cao, I XXXX!"

The system is unresponsive again.

After an incense stick had burned, Chen Shao gave up again.

This entry not only requires the right timing, location, and people, but also a full emotional state and rich inner world for it to come true even once in a while.

"Let him be..."

......

Half a day later, the capital was in an uproar.

The Imperial Guards posted notices throughout the four cities:

Chancellor Han Cao colluded with the Northern Barbarians, persecuted loyal officials, embezzled military funds, framed meritorious officials, established private prisons, monopolized the court, raised assassins, colluded with foreign vassals, and intended to overthrow the court.

Ten deadly sins, each one shocking.

People crowded around the city gates, teahouses, and rice shops to see the results.

Some people applauded, some gritted their teeth, and some burst into tears on the spot.

"General Zhong! General Zhong's revenge has finally been achieved!"

"And then there's Qin, the censor... Back then, the entire Qin family was executed. My sister-in-law took her child to the execution ground to collect the bodies, and when she came back, she hanged herself... Heaven have mercy on her!"

"That scoundrel Han Cao, he's finally got what he deserves!"

"Heaven has eyes! Your Majesty is wise!"

It's not noon yet.

The long street leading to Caishikou was already packed with people.

Two prison vans, one in front of the other, slowly rolled over the bluestone road.

The first one was Han Cao.

He was dressed in white criminal clothes, and his hands and feet were chained.

His gray hair was disheveled and fell down, covering half of his face.

He closed his eyes, ignoring the insults and rebukes around him, as if he were isolated from the world.

The second vehicle belonged to the High Priest of Northern Mang.

Unlike Han Cao, he unleashed a fierce, untamed energy before his death, staring menacingly at the surrounding people with wide eyes.

"That's Han Cao?"

"Yes, that's the treacherous minister!"

"My uncle's family was wiped out on his orders... It's been over ten years, and we haven't even had a place to seek justice!"

"That sorcerer behind us, he's the one who orchestrated all the ghost stories and supernatural charlatans in the capital this time."

"They are from the Northern Mang. The two of them are working together to tarnish His Majesty's reputation."

The people first pointed at the prison van and cursed, and as they cursed, some people started throwing rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs onto the van.

The prison van bumped and jolted all the way.

More and more people gathered on both sides of the road, men, women, young and old, pushing and shoving each other, just wanting to stand an inch forward and see the face of this scoundrel before he died.

...

Caishikou.

The execution ground has been cleared.

The surrounding area was packed with people.

The imperial guards were stationed every five steps and sentries every ten steps, barely managing to keep the crowds outside the cordon.

To the due north, an execution platform was erected.

A long table was set up on the stage, covered with bright yellow brocade, with command tokens, red pens, and black pens neatly arranged.

Chen Shao stood in front of the table.

Today he was dressed neatly, with a sword at his waist and a tall crown in his hair.

On both sides, officials stood according to their rank, a dense, dark mass.

No one dared to speak out, simply because Chen Shao had given an order to all the officials today:

Observe more and talk less, and listen to the voices of ordinary people.

Soon, two prison vans were pushed over.

Han Cao and the high priest were dragged down and taken to the execution site.

Two soldiers held each of them down, while the executioner stood to the side with a large sword in his hand.

Chen Shao slowly walked up to Han Cao.

Looking down at him from above:

"Han Cao, have you ever regretted it?"

Han Cao looked up at him, their eyes met, and without any premonition, he suddenly smiled, the corners of his mouth slowly spreading out.

"I admire you, Chen Shao."

"You can go on your mission with peace of mind now."

"You're quite cunning at such a young age. You even personally supervised my execution to win over more people. You're much better than Chen Yuan."

"You've really mastered the art of power."

Chen Shao shook his head in disappointment.

"It seems you have no remorse and do not understand at all that I have never played any political games with you."

"I only want the world to be better. Your vision is too narrow, and you will never understand. If you repent soon and manage the court well for me and do a good job in logistics, even if you, Han Yu, are guilty, I will protect you."

"Yet you refuse to repent, you fail to seize any opportunities given to you, and instead stir up trouble just as I am about to embark on my campaign. You deserve to die!"

Han Cao stopped arguing and muttered:

"The victor is king, the loser is villain; a new emperor brings a new court."

"That's right. A new emperor brings a new court. From the moment I, Chen Shao, ascended the throne, the world was about to enter a new order."

Chen Shao raised his hand, and the wind seemed to give face to this young emperor, slowly stopping.

"Quiet down, everyone. I have a few words to say to you."

His voice wasn't loud, but it seemed to have a magical quality; the previously noisy crowd fell completely silent without the soldiers' intervention.

"I am here today to oversee the execution, not to kill, but to establish my credibility."

"The Great Yan Dynasty has come to this point with internal and external troubles, and the people are suffering. Countless people have been displaced and many loyal and virtuous people have died unjustly in prison."

"Why? Because moral principles have collapsed, and treacherous officials run rampant!"

"Because there are people in the court who do nothing right! They only think about how to line their own pockets with the nation's wealth, while dragging out loyal officials who are willing to work and beheading them!"

"Since I ascended the throne, I have killed many people, and after today, I may have to kill even more."

"But I am by no means a bloodthirsty person."

Chen Shao paused for a moment, then said, "Today, I hereby establish three laws with all the people of the world."