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

Hearing the cheers from the audience, Chen Yuan was filled with excitement.

These veteran officials, in the end, still thought of themselves.

This reputation is all thanks to my tolerance towards them in my daily life!

He seemed to hear the voices of the court officials shouting "Long live the Emperor!" again.

That taste was truly captivating...

A surge of heroic spirit welled up in Chen Yuan's heart. He slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly.

Just as he was about to raise his arms and shout: "You unfilial son, you're not even human!"

Suddenly, a burning pain shot through my lower abdomen.

It felt like being stabbed with a dagger.

What's going on? Why is this disease targeting my groin?

Chen Yuan felt completely bewildered.

But the pain was just too unbearable.

The sound that had been building up in his throat for so long turned into a piercing scream:

Awoo!

The ministers were eagerly anticipating Chen Yuan's guidance in undertaking a great undertaking.

Let's review the merits of following the dragon again.

But they saw their true love, one hand on the table, the other clutching his stomach.

The facial muscles twitched wildly inward, forming a circle around the tip of the nose.

His face was as red as gold paper, and his sweat beads were the size of soybeans.

what's wrong?

"His Majesty!"

Han Cao was the first to come to his senses and rushed over in one stride.

He helped Chen Yuan, who was swaying precariously.

At the same time, he roared:

"Doctor! Quick, call a doctor!"

Several ministers rushed forward in a flurry.

Seeing Chen Yuan in such agony, she paced anxiously in circles.

Just as Chen Yuan was about to wave his hand and say that he was fine, a second and third wave of pain surged up from his lower abdomen.

"Awoo!"

When the imperial physician arrived, Chen Yuan had already fainted from the pain.

He examined it for a moment, his expression growing increasingly strange.

The skin was intact, with no bruises, no wounds, and no signs of poisoning.

However, when the finger touches the vicinity of the Guanyuan acupoint, the muscles under the finger spasm violently.

The reaction was clearly the excruciating pain one feels when a sharp blade is plunged into the abdomen.

What does that mean?

Even the doctor was confused.

He was the personal physician of Han Cao's household, equivalent to a national doctor in his previous life, or the most prestigious professor at a medical university.

Their medical skills are beyond doubt, representing the highest level of the Great Yan Dynasty.

But at this point, he truly couldn't understand it.

"That's strange..."

It wasn't until Han Cao kicked him that he carefully considered his words:

"Your Excellency, the Emperor Emeritus has no external injuries, but there appears to be a knife wound inside."

"The meridians are intact, but the qi and blood are disordered as if they have been severely injured."

"In my thirty years of medical practice, I have never seen such a strange illness."

"Judging from the location of the pain, it felt like a dagger had been plunged into his lower abdomen, and three times in total."

The old saying goes, "Old ginger is spicier." He was able to make a fairly accurate judgment simply by taking the pulse, pressing acupoints, and listening to the sounds.

He himself found it absurd.

Han Cao had no interest in this, and simply asked in a cold voice:

"Can it be cured?"

"Yes, it's just an external injury."

Han Cao was relieved and immediately looked at the crowd:

"Today's meeting is adjourned. Gentlemen, please return to your residences for now, and we will continue our discussion after the Emperor Emeritus has recovered."

"What happened today..."

His gaze suddenly turned cold: "Anyone who dares to leak even the slightest word will face my ruthlessness!"

......

Side hall.

Qin Ling Shuang stared at her White Tiger Dagger for a long time.

At this moment, her worldview began to crumble.

She turned to look at Chen Shao as if she had seen a ghost.

That brat actually stabbed himself three times without blinking.

That's fine... Anyone with a bit of guts in the underworld could do that.

The problem is, he didn't even flinch.

He was even smiling as he handed himself the dagger.

"I will punish myself with three strokes first, then you may begin."

Is it a person?

That takes so much willpower!

Even Qin Ling Shuang, whose martial arts skills are so high that she herself is afraid, could never be so nonchalant.

What a monster...

"Boss, aren't you going to start yet?"

Chen Shao lifted his shirt to cover his wound, took a few steps, sat down in a chair, leisurely crossed his legs, and picked up a teacup.

"Your mother was right, this White Tiger Dagger really doesn't get stained with blood."

Three consecutive stabs, yet not a drop of blood stained the dagger.

What a fine dagger!

...He can still sit, he can still cross his legs, and he doesn't even pant when he speaks?

Qin Ling Shuang was convinced.

He stared at the dagger, unable to bring himself to strike.

At this moment, she finally understood why Chen Shao dared to make such a bet with her.

They were absolutely certain of victory.

Did Black Wind Stronghold just submit to the imperial court like that?

Qin Ling Shuang hesitated. That was the empire her father had built through the efforts of six generations!

How could I let this happen so easily, ruining everything with my own hands?

I have no choice but to... be shameless this once.

She slowly put the dagger away.

He smiled slightly at Chen Shao:

"Your Majesty is taking this too seriously; I was just joking."

"What bet? It was just a joke."

After saying that, she strode away with her head held high, disappearing through the door before Chen Shao could react.

"you!"

Qin Ling Shuang poked her head back into the gate again.

A cunning glint in his eyes:

"If Your Majesty insists on keeping us here, you should carefully consider the consequences."

"But I, Qin, respect you as a man of integrity; being an emperor has not been easy for you."

"I promise you, from this day forward, Black Wind Stronghold will not engage in any immoral acts such as taking advantage of the people's misfortune."

"However, Your Majesty should refrain from killing a few corrupt officials in the name of justice."

Chen Shao also felt it wasn't that easy.

No fool would risk their empire for a bet.

But in this kind of situation, regardless of the other party's actions, he himself profits immensely.

At least for the time being, Black Wind Stronghold is not a concern.

For some people, promises are worthless, like myself.

For some people, a promise is heavier than Mount Tai, like Qin Lingshuang.

But... you fucking wait until I draw a [Forced into Prostitution]!

He looked down at the wound, which had stopped bleeding and was healing rapidly.

He just tore off a strip of cloth and wrapped it around his neck.

The phrase "[The fathers were attacked]" is indeed true, and it is currently his only divine entry.

Bai Bingbing strode in from outside the hall.

Holding a thin roster in his hands:

"Your Majesty, the Embroidered Uniform Guard has completed the list of people who entered the Prime Minister's residence today. There are a total of seventeen people, and their official titles and names are all recorded."

Chen Shao took the roster and glanced at it casually.

It was pretty much the same as what he knew.

Almost all of them are core members of Han Kuo-yu's faction.

He smirked slightly and tossed the roster back to Bai Bingbing.

"These people gathered in the Prime Minister's residence to plot against him."

"Should we arrest them all?"

"It's not the right time yet. We can arrest them now, but that will inevitably provoke a backlash from the civil service and give the regional military governors an opportunity to raise an army to purge the emperor's inner circle."

"If the regional military governors fall into chaos, the Northern Barbarians will inevitably invade the south again. The Great Yan Dynasty cannot withstand such turmoil at present."

"We can only let them panic first, and then we'll deal with them later."

Chen Shao was also having a bit of a headache.

The power of the cultural management group does not come from swords and spears, but from their extremely complex network of relationships.

Fellow examinees of the imperial examinations, teachers and students, fellow townsmen, relatives by marriage, old friends...

A single hair can affect the whole body.

The Embroidered Uniform Guard went to slaughter them, cutting the weeds but not eradicating the roots.

It will also shake the entire Great Yan.

We can only find fault first, then deal with them one by one, while preparing for Enco and finding a backup plan.

"Send men into the city immediately to spread the news."

"They said they were instigating the retired emperor to rebel from within the Prime Minister's residence."

"Everyone has explained what they said."

Bai Bingbing was taken aback: "Your Majesty, the Embroidered Uniform Guard hasn't infiltrated the Prime Minister's residence yet, so they have no idea what they're discussing. How can we explain it clearly..."

"You're so stupid! You think you can't exaggerate or make trouble out of nothing?"