Fang Zhou, I'm just a farmer, not Shennong!

The palace had already been publicizing the various evil deeds of the old aristocracy to the outside world from time to time, in preparation for this day's public trial.

Not only is it all over the news, but many TV stations will also occasionally broadcast the latest breakthroughs in investigating the old aristocracy.

And in this short month.

Most of the residents of Saint Castle and even the entire Ursus knew about the evil deeds committed by the old nobles.

Areas with television and internet access can watch the news on television and the internet, while remote villages without television and internet access can rely on daily newspapers to learn about the specific situation.

And after Fyodor came to power, the originally high taxes in the areas of Ursus, which were originally controlled by the old nobles, were all reduced to only a tiny amount. Even when the income was below a minimum level, not only did people not have to pay taxes, they could also receive special relief funds from the government.

Just one month of benevolent rule.

Naturally, they easily won the hearts of ordinary people all over the world. Similarly, the crimes committed by this group of old aristocrats were all experienced personally by many ordinary people.

Naturally I believe it without a doubt.

Everyone is looking forward to the arrival of Judgment Day.

And when that day comes.

All the officials and nobles of the entire Saint Jun Castle, both big and small, sat in the Imperial Parliament.

Due to the absence of the old nobles, the current Imperial Parliament seemed a little empty. Tallulah also sat in it, waiting for the trial to begin.

Speaker Witte, who was standing at the Chief Judge's seat, tapped the table lightly and spoke loudly.

"Bring the people up!"

As soon as the order came out.

The small door below the parliament hall opened, and the empire's elite soldiers escorted the pro-war nobles one after another to the center.

Under the light, this group of old aristocrats no longer had the glory of the past. After staying in a special cell for a month, they were already disheveled and had dull eyes, as if they had accepted the guilt they were about to face.

Similarly, there were still many old nobles who frantically begged for mercy when they were escorted up, hoping that the emperor and the speaker would spare their lives.

Lu Yuan and Tallulah sat together, watching these once-invincible old aristocrats appear one after another. There were not many emotional fluctuations in their eyes, only infinite calmness.

Since there were still quite a lot of people on the pro-war side, it was impossible to bring them all up, so this public trial only tried the core members of the pro-peace faction and some noble officials who were deeply sinful.

Fyodor, who was sitting on the main seat, looked down at the old nobles who were once so arrogant and looked down on him, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

The moment Fyodor's eyes met the handcuffed old Prince Reina.

For the first time, he defeated the leader of the war faction, the biggest tiger in the previous emperor's era, by looking into their eyes.

In the past, Fyodor didn't even dare to look into the old duke's cloudy but sharp eyes.

At this moment, there was infinite confidence and the domineering aura that only belonged to an emperor in Fyodor's eyes.

"The trial...begins..."

Fyodor said softly.

These four simple words represent the complete end of the era of the old aristocracy.

Volume 1: Chapter 162: That’s right, I’m a waste! What can you do to me?

The four words "The trial begins" were like the heaviest hammer in the world, smashing down heavily on the hearts of every one of these old aristocrats.

They seemed to hear words they had never dreamed of before.

He was originally pretending to be calm, in a daze, and resigned to his fate, but now it was as if the black muzzle of a gun was pressed against his head, and he began to struggle desperately.

"Your Majesty! I was wrong!! It was all Francois Rui's fault!! I was forced, forced!! He threatened me with my parents and children to make me join his camp and become his accomplice. I was really forced!"

An old nobleman with a bloated figure, a big belly and a mustache shouted at the top of his lungs.

Enjoyed power and luxury for half a lifetime.

There is power, countless money, and beautiful women.

He is more attached to this wonderful world than ordinary people.

After reaching their position, the only thing they may be attached to is their limited life, and they often lament why they are not immortal.

However, a life of just one hundred years is too short to fully enjoy the prosperity of this world.

Led by one person.

The other old nobles who were afraid of death also followed suit, shouting for mercy and seeking justice.

Some even took the initiative to claim to be related to Fyodor, saying that they had held him in their arms when he was a child, which was nonsense without any basis.

And the acting skills of this group of people are also quite good.

If there is no clear evidence in hand.

If Fyodor did not know the true faces of these old aristocrats, if he met them for the first time, he might really think that these people were forced and wronged.

They all look kind and benevolent, some like kindly old men, some like gentle and elegant middle-aged scholars...

But judging from their appearance, each one is more upright than the other.

However, upon investigating their backgrounds, we find that each one is more expensive than the other.

At this time, Saint Jun Castle, along with many large cities and even villages outside of Saint Jun Castle, were watching the live broadcast of this trial simultaneously.

To this end, Fyodor spent a lot of money and directly pulled a fairly long temporary signal line, and also set up lines in several villages so that residents of surrounding villages could also see it.

When these ordinary people saw the faces of the nobles who were begging desperately, they all waved their fists excitedly.

"Awesome!! These nobles deserve to die!"

"Damn! It's like!! I'm going to open a bottle of vodka!!"

People's eyes are sharp.

They are the ones who can best distinguish whether an official or noble is good or bad.

Sitting in the circular seats in the parliament hall, Tallulah looked at the faces below that were longing for life, and wondered in her heart, if Kosice were still alive, would he be the same as them?

Just as this thought flashed through Tallulah's mind.

Suddenly, she felt as if someone was looking down on her.

"So noisy... these *Ursus swear*."

Frost Star, who was sitting on the other side of Lu Yuan, looked at the group of old nobles who were the most sinful below. Her beautiful eyes were filled with coldness and her brows were raised.

Frost Star hated this group of old nobles more than anyone else.

It can be said.

The tragic fate of her life was caused by this group of old aristocrats.

Born in a mine, his parents died one after another in the black signature, and finally even his grandmother died in order to replace Frost Star's black signature.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that she hated this group of old nobles to the core.

Lu Yuan said expressionlessly, "It was just the last cry before death."

"Besides..."

Lu Yuan's voice gradually became louder.

"These people don't know they're wrong, they just know... they're going to die..."

Lu Yuan's words reached the ears of Fyodor who was sitting on the central throne next to him. Fyodor slapped the handle of the throne directly, making a bang.

"Shut up!"

Fyodor's voice spread throughout the entire parliament hall through the loudspeaker. The old nobles who had been wailing and begging for mercy and admitting their mistakes the previous second stopped and looked at Fyodor one by one, begging Fyodor to let them go because of their noble status.

"You still have the nerve to cry! Begging for mercy!!"

"What about the people you killed?!"

"Alright! You can live if you want!!"

"Now! Resurrect all the people you killed!! I will pretend nothing happened!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the old nobles below fell silent in an instant, stopping their crying and shouting. There was no regret in their eyes anymore.

"Oh~"

Fyodor's mouth curled up slightly and he sneered.

"Why aren't you crying anymore? Aren't you very good at crying? Why don't you regret it?"

"You are a bunch of stink bugs that are even more despicable than the stink bugs in the sewers! Just like what Mr. Lu said just now!!"

"You guys don't even know you're wrong, nor do you regret or feel remorse..."

"You just..."

“Knowing I’m dying…”

Fyodor's words could be said to have been spoken at the top of his lungs, and they thoroughly touched the hearts of almost all the ordinary people.

In Saint Jun Castle, and in other cities and villages outside of Saint Jun Castle, almost all the common people who were watching the live broadcast shouted in unison after hearing the great majesty say these words.

The faces of these old nobles changed drastically after hearing this.

They also knew that they could not escape death, and they no longer wanted to pretend, so they began to sow discord in other ways.

"His Majesty..."

The former Duke of Reina said calmly.

"Don't think I don't know how you won. I just want to ask, if Lu Yuan wasn't there, could you still win?"

"If Lu Yuan wasn't here, I would be the one sitting in your position right now!!"

"I admit defeat. I did lose, miserably. I lost because I underestimated Lu Yuan. But I only admit that I lost to Lu Yuan. I don't admit that I lost to you! Fyodor Vladimirovich!!"

"You are a useless emperor who has been cowardly for decades. If Lu Yuan wasn't here, do you think I would look up to you? No!!"

"From the beginning to the end, in my eyes, you were just a puppet of Islam Witt, a tool for him to issue orders! You were just a microphone. What's the difference between you and those voice-transmitting drones above?!!!"

"However, Islam Witte is at least an Ursus. Even if he is the regent, he is a little more reasonable. But now..."

"Is Lu Yuan from Ursus?"

"He's not!! He's from Longmen! He's from Dayan!!"

"It's fine that you spent the first half of your life being Islam Witt's puppet, but I didn't expect you to choose to be a puppet of the Great Yan Man for the second half of your life, a Great Yan Man's dog! Are you going to hand over the kingdom that our Ursus ancestors have fought for to the Great Yan Man?!"

"I knew I was going to die."

“But you!!”

"Fyodor Vladimirovich! In the future, in the afterlife, after I die, I want to see with my own eyes how this thousand-year-old Ursus Empire is swallowed up step by step! And you! You will forever be nailed to history's pillar of shame, and be regarded as the most useless and incompetent emperor!!"

The former Duke of Reina spoke passionately, not at all like a prisoner or a man about to die.

Or.

The former Duke of Reina knew he was dying.

Than dying in silence.

It would be better to plant a major hidden danger for Fyodor and for the current Ursus before he died.

As shrewd as he was, his eloquence not only sowed discord between the emperor and the powerful officials below, but also between the emperor and Lu Yuan.

When suspicion arises between the monarch and his ministers, that is the beginning of the collapse of everything.

The provocative words of the former Duke of Rila can be said to have hit the nail on the head, like a needle deeply and accurately inserted into Fyodor's chest. If it were any other emperor, his face would definitely be ashen and furious. After executing the former Duke of Rila, he would find ways to get rid of Speaker Witte and Lu Yuan one by one.

This is what is called "when the birds are all gone, the bows are put away; when the rabbit is dead, the running dog is cooked."

The same principle can be applied to the royal family of any country in the world.

However...

If there had been a different emperor, perhaps the former Duke of Ella's provocation would have succeeded.

However...

In front of him was Fyodor.

A wise ruler who actively hopes to rule the world with Lu Yuan, and a wise ruler who took the initiative to invite Lu Yuan in order to revive Ursus.

Fyodor just looked at him indifferently.