"Where's Chen Zu!?"
Qin Feng thought for a moment, then asked, "He didn't go to the Qin Huai River to catch demons, did he?"
"Your Majesty!"
Wan Ma hurriedly replied, "Chen Zu has been accompanying you. He's outside right now."
"Good, he'll do!"
Qin Feng smiled with satisfaction. "Remember, last time on the grasslands, I promised to appoint him Minister of Justice. I'll issue the official decree now, appointing Chen Zu Minister of Justice and putting him in charge of this wrongful conviction."
"Your Majesty is wise!"
Qian Jun and Wan Ma hurriedly sang the emperor's praises, though in their hearts, they mourned Chen Zu for two and a half minutes.
On the surface, Chen Zu had been promoted. In reality, Qin Feng had dumped the whole mess on him, along with the pressure from the people and the Qin Family.
"Oh, right!"
Qin Feng set down the memorial. "The Imperial Preceptor is old and deserves to enjoy his retirement. Cuizhu Peak, where I used to live, is quite nice. I'll give it to him."
"This..."
Qian Jun and Wan Ma couldn't help but feel alarmed.
Imperial Preceptor Di Shi Wudao had just led the charge in submitting a memorial demanding that Qin Wei be severely punished, and now Qin Feng was using his age as an excuse to send him away. It was obviously a warning to the others—and blatant favoritism toward Qin Wei!
The news soon spread, and the Qin Family Disciples were immediately thrilled.
"What does this mean? It means His Majesty stands with his own family!"
"I told you! You can't write two Qin characters with one stroke. We're all blood relatives with the same roots!"
"Put your minds at ease. The world still belongs to the Qin Family. Eat, drink, and be merry!"
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