Damn, My Big Talk Back Then Came True-Four Thousand Words

If Ninth Brother's words were true...

No, even if only half of it was true, Kong Deming's crime would be far greater than the Pixiu Merchant Guild's trumped-up treason.

This was usurping the throne!

Most officials familiar with Kong Deming had long since passed away. The current officials had mostly only come into contact with him after the Holy Spirit Cult officially entered the upper ranks of the Sun Moon Empire.

Qian Chaoguang had a god's-eye view and knew that this old man would devote himself to the Sun Moon Empire and the Xu Family until his dying breath. No one else knew that.

With Ninth Brother pinning that label on him, many people's thoughts immediately began to stir.

"Elder Kong couldn't really..." someone muttered under their breath.

It was clearly said by a high-ranking official from the pro-Pixiu faction, but no one discovered who it was.

With the court hall so silent, who could fail to hear it?

Quite a few people had already begun exchanging glances.

The upper ranks of the Sun Moon Empire were not of one mind either. They were divided into several factions.

Everyone had their own ambitions.

Some liked power, and some liked money.

As for the latter, the Pixiu Merchant Guild had plenty of that.

Precisely because of this, although Ninth Brother was an outsider, he truly did have a certain amount of influence among the upper ranks of the Sun Moon Empire—and it was not small.

These pro-Pixiu Merchant Guild fellows naturally did not want the Sun Moon Empire to stop the Pixiu Merchant Guild's business.

Other merchant guilds could not trade in the occupied territories, leaving the Pixiu Merchant Guild to dominate alone. This was a monopoly business!

These were all glittering Gold Soul Coins!

When the Pixiu Merchant Guild had