Within the imperial palace, the ministers stared at the grand hall ahead, each one trembling with fear, not daring to take a single step forward.
They had all taken part in the struggle for the throne. The reason they had not fled was that they could no longer flee. Chu Yang had long known what they were thinking ever since he gained Golden Crow Pass's acknowledgment.
These ministers had been completely controlled by Golden Crow Pass. Even if they wanted to run, it was already too late. They could only bite the bullet and attend court.
"Prime Minister, please."
At that moment, a voice came from behind them. The Right Prime Minister and Left Prime Minister standing at the front both turned pale, glaring together at the person who had just spoken.
Their legs would not stop shaking. They naturally knew exactly what they had done.
That was why they had delayed stepping forward. Perhaps once they took this step, there would be no turning back for the rest of their lives.
"Proclaim it: let all officials enter and pay their respects."
At that moment, the old eunuch silently appeared at the entrance to the grand hall and spoke in a deep voice that rang across the entire square.
Now, he stood tall. The Third Prince had ascended the throne, and he had fulfilled the late Emperor's final wish. Though he had done nothing at all, it still counted as seeing it through.
Now, it depended on how the new Emperor would settle accounts with them one by one.
At the sound of those five words, the officials below trembled even harder. Yet several ministers held their heads high and strode toward the grand hall.
Without exception, they were all founding ministers. They had lived through several dynasties, and not