The ministers fell silent as they looked at the armor-clad soldiers surrounding them, their faces stern.
None of the ministers had imagined Jiang Mingyang would dare send troops straight into the hall.
The emperor might have died, but the Imperial Guard Army was still there!
Besides, the army commanded by Deputy Marshal Ge Long was still watching and waiting.
With forces that powerful checking each other, Jiang Mingyang shouldn't have dared make a move outright... should he?
The ministers exchanged glances, none daring to meet Jiang Mingyang's eyes.
On the steps, Jiang Mingyang smiled without a word. He waited for someone to "expose" the minister who had plotted against the emperor.
Many officials in the hall hesitated, unsure what to say.
Not one of them stepped forward.
For one thing, they had never taken part in such a plot. Even those who wanted to play along with Jiang Mingyang found it hard to volunteer.
After all, an accusation like that could leave you covered head to toe in mud if it went wrong.
One misstep could ruin a man's name throughout their circle, making it hard for him to get anywhere.
Then the Marquis of Chengyang, Zhao Fa, standing near the center, moved...
Zhao Fa stepped forward without hesitation, his expression grave and resolute.
Every eye turned to Zhao Fa.
Jiang Mingyang gave a slight nod. Marquis Zhao Fa really was a pleasure to work with!
Come to think of it, hadn't Zhao Fa volunteered to step forward several times already?
A capable minister like that deserved a promotion when the chance came!
Zhao Fa drew a deep breath and said slowly:
"Your Highness, Prince of Wei, my lords and fellow ministers, I have a humble opinion to offer. Please forgive me if I speak out of turn."
Jiang Mingyang