In the Golden Throne Hall.
The emperor's majestic voice reverberated.
After speaking, Emperor Jingde fixed his gaze on the foremost of the officials.
Chief Grand Secretary Yang gripped his court tablet tightly, remaining silent for a long time.
Deep down, he actually admired this young Commanding Commissioner.
He had climbed from the bottom step by step, each stride steady and sure, trampling through barrier after barrier. Spread out the record of his achievements, and the world would reel in shock.
More precious still, he had actually taken the twenty-percent share of private silver belonging to His Majesty from the Embroidered Uniform Guard and used it for the people's livelihood.
However.
A military pledge proclaimed to the world was no childish game.
No one could shamelessly go back on it!
Chief Grand Secretary Yang spoke slowly, word by word:
"This old minister concurs."
Immediately afterward, the Grand Academicians of the Grand Secretariat and the heads of the Six Ministries stepped forward, speaking in unison:
"This minister concurs."
Gradually, voices of agreement rose throughout the Golden Throne Hall. Wang Ziteng shouted until his face flushed crimson, his voice growing louder and more thunderous.
Emperor Jingde slowly closed his eyes, savoring this moment to the fullest.
If not for that old bastard, if he alone held supreme power, his imperial prestige would fill every corner of the realm.
Then he would long since have enforced that single maxim-
If the sovereign orders a subject's death, the subject must die.
Yet the cruel reality lay before him: a treacherous villain defied the emperor, harmed an imperial son, acted without restraint, and gained an ever more terrifying reputation.
At last, he could eliminate that villain by the most righteous and open means!
He would show the entire world that the majesty of Great Qian's supreme