The Xia Emperor's grand wedding was drawing near, and nobles and lords from every side were rushing toward the Great Xia Imperial City. The gathering of the powerful and wealthy made the already intricate situation in the imperial city even more baffling.
Rumors that Xia Ziyi was the reincarnation of the Underworld King had driven the Great Xia people's trust in the imperial family to its lowest point. Leveraging its influence, the Confucian Sect continuously spread the rumors, its wolfish ambitions laid bare for all to see.
When a lie was repeated often enough, it became the truth in people's hearts. Some court officials who did not know the full story began to gradually believe the rumor as they watched the white-haired figure upon the dragon throne change day after day.
Many throughout the court and the land had come to believe that the current Xia Emperor was the reincarnation of the Underworld King. The only reason the court was still the court was that no one yet dared to lay the matter bare.
A charge conjured from nothing was, in the end, neither justified nor legitimate. Who dared speak such heart-piercing words straight to an emperor's face?
Those who truly understood the truth had likewise seen through this as a Confucian Sect conspiracy. The Confucian Sect sought to overthrow imperial authority, and it had clearly been plotting for far more than a day or two.
Kong Yu and the entire Ministry of Justice were still doing their utmost to investigate the Confucian Sect's crimes. Neither side had evidence now; it depended only on who would strike first.
In this game, would the Confucian Sect crush imperial authority, or would the emperor suppress the rebellion? No one knew. The current situation was so tangled that it was impossible to see