Chapter 238

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

Although Xuan Ge had been happy for two days, the accumulated official business was no joke.

"Wei Zheng! I'm really going to pressure you! What's the deal with this official business? Approve all of it for me!!"

"Jing Tian! You undying old man! The drinking tab got sent to me again!"

"Jing Yuan, you bastard, does adding a fish pond to the Shen Ce Fu really cost this much money?!"

Wei Zheng stood below the hall, raising his eyes to watch the Xuan Emperor on the Dragon Throne ranting and cursing in all directions, quietly waiting for him to finish.

When Xuan Ge looked up, he happened to meet Wei Zheng's motion of straightening his robes.

Seeing his serious expression, his robes meticulous down to the last thread, even his saluting posture standard as a model.

Xuan Ge's heart instantly skipped a beat, a bad premonition rising.

"Emperor."

Wei Zheng spoke in a clear voice, not loud nor low, yet it clearly reached every corner of the grand hall; even the projections of the Xian Zhou civil officials and Heavenly Generals heard it crystal clear.

Ling Sha stood beside the Xuan Emperor, glanced at Wei Zheng, then glanced at Xuan Ge who was about to eat a loss, laughter hidden in her eyes.

At this moment she completely agreed with Consort Hua's move; sending Wei Zheng to Xuan Ge's side was truly a peerless good idea.

"Wei Zheng, you personally guaranteed to me that although you're not as meticulous as Ling Sha, you're a man, your stress tolerance is far greater than Ling Sha's!"

Xuan Ge seized the initiative, striking first, absolutely refusing to fall into Wei Zheng's rhythm.

He slapped the case files, rebuking sharply: "Look for yourself, the characters on these memorials added together outnumber the grains of rice I've eaten in eight hundred years!"

Xuan Ge coldly swept his gaze over the righteous-looking Wei Zheng, his tone probing, with a few parts threat:

"What's the use of raising you lot? The Heavenly Generals all know to report up what they can't handle, but you lot are good, each treating me like a tool person!?"

"Emperor, quell your anger." Wei Zheng and the Heavenly Generals merely saluted in unison, their expressions unchanged.

But the projections of the remaining officials were scared into kneeling one after another, afraid the anger would splash onto them.

In the crowd, Hua quietly raised her eyes, covertly giving Wei Zheng a look, signaling him to be brave.

With her, Ling Sha, and Yao Guang here, no need to fear the Xuan Emperor venting his anger.

Wei Zheng naturally understood Consort Hua's signal, yet lightly shook his head, secretly refusing.

As a minister, as Chief Strategist, he walked straight and sat upright; he must fulfill his loyal duties, and also guarantee the Xuan Emperor's every word and deed conformed to the Heavenly Laws.

"Emperor, now the Xian Zhou is stable, the Six Harmonies unified." Wei Zheng stepped forward, speaking frankly, not the slightest regard for his own nine clans' safety.

"Yet, external enemies surround us, but the Emperor indulges in wine pools and meat forests, neglecting government affairs; this is truly not what a wise ruler does."

Standing among the officials' projections, Jing Yuan secretly gave a thumbs-up, silently saying in his heart: 'Awesome!'

This wasn't some small meeting, but the Xian Zhou's once-weekly court assembly.

Wei Zheng, before all Xian Zhou civil and military officials and Heavenly Generals, so bluntly accused Xuan Ge — simply a little cow wearing a bra — fucking awesome!

Those officials already afraid of the Xuan Emperor buried their heads even lower, afraid blood might splash onto their projections in a moment.

"Wei Zheng, your mother's!"

From the military ranks, Li Chunxiao abruptly stood out, pointing at Wei Zheng, rebuking sharply:

"This world is the world the Xuan Emperor fought down, you're merely a minister! Such arrogant reckless words, not afraid your nine clans won't be preserved!?"

"Step down!" Xuan Ge rebuked sharply, glaring fiercely at Li Chunxiao.

"Emperor...." Li Chunxiao froze, looking at Xuan Ge in confusion; he was clearly helping him speak, how come he got rebuked instead?

Bai Qi at the side darkened in face, hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed Li Chunxiao's arm in one hand, and dragged him back.

The Emperor had clearly already prepared to deal with Wei Zheng, but was interrupted by this blockhead Li Chunxiao, and instead gave Wei Zheng a way down the stairs, letting him have a just cause.

"General Li speaks rightly, Wei fears death very much."

Wei Zheng cupped his hands toward Li Chunxiao, a faint smile on his face.

Li Chunxiao had done him a huge favor.

Xuan Ge looked at Wei Zheng, anger not striking one place.

Wei Zheng originally had no pretext to retort at him; now borrowing Li Chunxiao's words, he instead gained a just cause, righteously accusing him of neglecting government affairs.

Li Chunxiao glanced at Xuan Ge's face black as a pot bottom, instantly shrank his neck, and obediently stood back behind Bai Qi.

Wei Zheng turned around, his gaze sweeping over all officials' projections in the hall, only then slowly turning his head to look at Xuan Ge.

"Emperor, now the Hunt Prince Xuan Yao is studying on the Luofu Xian Zhou, not yet able to stand alone and govern the Luofu;

while the Destruction Prince Xuan Xing is in the Antimatter Legion, though with him mediating in the middle the Destruction camp is stabilized, the Emperor must plan early against the unforeseen."

He paused, then continued: "As General Li said, I am a minister, I ought to be loyal and dutiful, sharing the Emperor's worries."

"However, the Emperor's divine martial prowess surpasses men, we are all mundane; if the Emperor's heart is set, we naturally have no power to memorialize against it."

Xuan Ge took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling slightly, eyes viciously glaring at Li Chunxiao hiding behind Bai Qi.

Wei Zheng's meaning simply smashed into his face.

Where was Wei Zheng remonstrating? Clearly he wanted to serve as an attendant minister, following him at every moment, controlling his every word and deed, not letting him slack off and neglect government affairs again.

He hated Wei Zheng very much!

Seeing Xuan Ge silently pondering, not immediately flying into rage, Wei Zheng immediately dropped to both knees, declaring loudly: "Please Emperor, think thrice!"

"Please Emperor, think thrice!" The other officials seeing this, hurriedly followed kneeling, voicing agreement in unison.

Wei Zheng is the Xuan Emperor's Chief Strategist; whatever his purpose, it's all for the Xuan Emperor, for the Xian Zhou's good; they naturally must follow and stand with him.

Xuan Ge looked at the officials below kneeling in neat rows, then looked at Wei Zheng, and finally compromised.

"We allow it."

"Beloved Minister Wei, your meritorious service is great; you have worked hard." Xuan Ge changed the topic, deliberately trying to scare Wei Zheng.

"Why not have your clan members all brought to settle near the Shen Wu Huang Gong? After all, the various Xian Zhou are too far apart; family longing is unavoidable. Moreover, the Shen Wu folk customs are simple and honest, also suitable for settlement."

"Thanks to Your Majesty's consideration." Wei Zheng smiled, cupping his hands in acceptance, his expression still calm.

How could he not see that the Xuan Emperor was trying to scare him? And bringing his clan over would also just happen to demonstrate that he had no second heart toward the Xuan Emperor, putting the Xuan Emperor at ease.

Seeing he could not scare Wei Zheng, Xuan Ge also spoke no further.

Since he and Ji Zi now had substance, he would certainly have to give a response.

"Proclaim Our decree: Astral Express Navigator Ji Zi is conferred as Imperial Concubine Ji, bestowed robes and jade, permitted free entry and exit to the Shen Wu Huang Gong."

"This minister receives the command." Wei Zheng clasped his hands with both hands, respectfully accepting, committing the decree to memory.

Just then, Jing Yuan inappropriately stepped out from among the officials' projections, cupping his hands with both hands, his expression dead serious as he spoke: "Your Majesty, this minister has a memorial to present."

Xuan Ge raised his eyes to look at him, arched a brow, and said: "Speak."

"Your Majesty, the Pinocchio Harmony Festival is about to begin, but the Family side will certainly be hiding unknown schemes, fearing it will be unfavorable to Your Majesty."

Jing Yuan's tone was righteous and stern, yet the depths of his eyes hid a trace of hard-to-detect amusement, striving to hold it back, not letting himself show a flaw.

Xuan Ge fell into silence.

'Xing Xiao you.... you're good....' Xuan Ge really wanted to curse Xing Xiao a couple of lines, but still held it back.

Some things happen only zero times and countless times.

Obviously, Xing Xiao is already obsessed with that kind of thing, insisting on making him use karma to transmit it to Harmony!

The karma owed to Xi Pei keeps growing more and more!

Seeing Xuan Ge pondering, Jing Yuan hurried to strike while the iron was hot, finally unable to hold back from speaking his true purpose:

"This minister is willing to accompany the Monarch to Pinocchio, to protect Your Majesty's safety! No matter how many people the Family sends, this minister will not let them harm Your Majesty in the slightest!"

The great hall instantly fell into silence, but no one pointed out General Jing Yuan's thoughts.

Xuan Ge looked at Jing Yuan's dead-serious, play-acting appearance, and in the end still nodded:

"........ Allowed......."

"Your Majesty, this minister....." Wei Zheng hurriedly stepped forward, also wanting to speak up and request a command.

These two have been restless since childhood; apart they are a sky full of stars, together they are purely a lump.

Letting the two of them go out, who knows what strange tales they might stir up, ruining the Xuan Emperor's and the Xian Zhou's reputation; he must keep an eye on them.

"Allowed allowed allowed!"

Xuan Ge did not wait for Wei Zheng to finish speaking, impatiently waved his hand, and directly agreed.

PS: Happy May Day.