Ge Bi's voice was icy. "Ahute, you've got some nerve. The Records of Daily Activities are a royal secret. Aside from the court diarists, not even the Emperor may review them at will. Yet you actually colluded with the historians to look through them!"
Puchá Ahute seemed to have expected her accusation. He answered unhurriedly, "That is because I am worried about the fate of the Great Jin Dynasty. If it is later proven that I was worrying over nothing, I am willing to bear the crime of secretly reading the Records of Daily Activities. Tang Kuobian, surely it is time for you to explain yourself."
Before Ge Bi could reply, Puchá Ahute continued, "Don't tell me again that His Majesty cannot favor his concubines because of his injuries. What kind of injury could be so severe? This time, I brought several renowned physicians from the capital. Let them examine His Majesty."
"Outrageous! Are you saying you don't trust the Imperial Medical Academy's diagnosis?" someone under Ge Bi's command retorted.
"Of course I trust the imperial physicians' skills. But the Imperial Medical Academy is under your control, Tang Kuobian. I very much doubt they would dare speak the truth." Puchá Ahute once again turned his spearhead toward Tang Kuobian.
Ge Bi's heart trembled. She had indeed subdued the Imperial Medical Academy through every manner of threat and inducement. Otherwise, the Emperor's so-called "injuries" could never have been concealed.
"This is slander!" Ge Bi said nothing, but the censors under her command naturally helped wage the war of words. Before long, supporters from both sides were arguing in a chaotic uproar.
"There is another piece of evidence." Puchá Ahute shouted loudly, and the scene instantly fell silent as everyone waited for his new evidence.
"Bring them up!" The crowd parted, and