Prince Li rarely, if ever, performed the kneeling rite. The moment Prince Li Ji Yuan knelt, it was like a signal for the general assault.
For a time, throughout Qiankun Hall, the calls to execute Ye Zhen of the Zhenhai Army and its senior officers rang without cease, surging wave after wave, turning Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long's expression exceedingly grim.
Princess Changle was stunned as well. She had never imagined it would end like this!
In but a few moments, Prince Li Ji Yuan had turned his hand to make clouds, his backhand to make rain, seizing the prevailing momentum by leveraging the deterrent power of the Great Zhou Military Code.
This outcome also took Ye Zhen somewhat by surprise.
Originally, Ye Zhen had believed that with that vast amount of military merit, preserving the Zhenhai Army from top to bottom should have been no problem at the very least.
But Prince Li Ji Yuan truly was a master of political struggle in court. In the blink of an eye, he had latched onto the fundamental deterrent power of the Great Zhou Military Code and pinned Ye Zhen down with it.
To be frank, this struggle was no longer about guilt or merit itself. It was purely a political battle.
However, Ye Zhen had always been big-hearted.
He had already begun preparing for the worst.
Since he had lost the political struggle, he would have to resort to force.
There was absolutely no way Ye Zhen would meekly wait for death.
If it came to it, Ye Zhen would have to carve out a bloody path from Luoyi.
In the wake of this startling upheaval, many court officials who favored the Zhenhai Army—or rather, court officials and nobles of the Ancestral God Hall faction—turned their gazes toward Grand Priest Bai