Jiang Siming had already figured out the whole story, so things became much simpler. He executed Ji Ping and his entire family, from the oldest to the youngest, including the bribed guards.
As for Liu Xie, Jiang Siming had no intention of killing him yet. But not killing him did not mean Jiang Siming would not collect some interest.
"Pass down my order to the Imperial Kitchen. Starting today, His Majesty gets only one meal a day. Each day, he may have only one bowl of rice porridge and one steamed bun. No matter what, if anyone dares give him more food, I will have his head cut off—including the Empress's."
Jiang Siming realized that he had been far too courteous to Liu Xie before. As a prisoner, Liu Xie had been served delicacies from land and sea every day.
Liu Xie clearly had never experienced being abused by Li Jue and Guo Si. He seemed to think all this was only natural.
Since that was the case, Jiang Siming would cut off his food and let him properly experience what true imprisonment was!
The eunuchs and palace maids in the imperial palace hurriedly agreed. No one dared offend King Ming.
They had all been arranged by Guo Jia and were on their side.
Jiang Siming nodded, then looked toward the Han Dynasty's ancestral shrine and said to Guan Yu, "Yunchang, I find the feng shui of the ancestral shrine's location rather poor. Tear it down."
"This subordinate obeys!" Guan Yu accepted the order and immediately summoned a thousand Black Armored Army soldiers. They began demolishing the shrine by force, tearing the great Han ancestral shrine apart.
Awakened by the commotion, Liu Xie opened his eyes from his coma. When he saw the scene before him, he could no longer