Faced with Zhao Fa's challenge, Jiang Mingyang answered with righteous conviction.
Jiang Mingyang stood in the court, his face set with resolve. Coupled with his refined bearing, he looked every inch a loyal minister willing to sacrifice himself for his country.
After Jiang Mingyang had answered, before Zhao Fa could respond, a youthful-looking Earl, apparently in his forties, stepped forward with anger on his face.
This was Earl Mingyue, a high-ranking commander in the Imperial Guard Army.
As a commander who had risen through the Imperial Guard Army, Earl Mingyue's loyalty was beyond question. He was among the Heaven Dou Empire's most devoted servants of the emperor.
Earl Mingyue stepped forward slowly and said angrily, "What does the Prince of Wei mean by this?
This is a deer, not a horse!
A deer is a deer, and a horse is a horse!
Prince of Wei, I, Earl Mingyue, swear by the loyalty of the Imperial Guard Army and my own honor: this is a deer!"
Jiang Mingyang merely smiled and said nothing.
After all, Earl Mingyue was only an earl. He was not worth Jiang Mingyang's personal attention.
To face Jiang Mingyang himself, one had to be a prince or an emperor—or, at the very least, a deputy marshal.
If Jiang Mingyang still had to step in personally after promoting so many people, what had been the point of promoting them?
Jiang Mingyang narrowed his eyes. He did not even look Earl Mingyue in the face, his manner supremely aloof.
Just then, the newly appointed Censor-General stepped forward.
The Censor-General had a square face, a righteous bearing, and an expression of firm resolve. At a glance, he seemed an upright man ready to stand against a treacherous minister.
Curiously, this Censor-General was the son of the previous Censor-General.
When his