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A Show of Strength

"Are you qualified to sit and talk to me?"

Thorian's last sentence was sonorous and powerful, and every word was heart-piercing, which directly stunned An Rhys.


He sat there stiffly for a moment, speechless.


He really didn't expect that Thorian, at such a young age, could be so sharp-tongued.


If he admitted that he came to discuss private matters, although he could save face, he would lose the initiative, and all the words of criticism he had prepared before would be of no use.


On the contrary, if he said he was here to discuss business, then he must be respectful and polite when meeting someone.


No matter what choice he makes, he won't gain any advantage.


"Let me ask you again, are you discussing official business or personal matters?" Thorian asked coldly.


"Official...official business." An Rhys, who was outmaneuvered, finally spoke with difficulty.


"And then? As a subject, is this your attitude?" Thorian questioned.


Hearing this, An Rhys was forced to stand up and bow to Thorian: "Your humble servant An Rhys pays respects to the young prince!"


Seeing this scene, the other ministers also stood up and bowed.


The arrogance he had when he first entered the door has completely disappeared at this moment.


Seeing this scene, Wang Mang, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but admire it secretly.


The young prince was worthy of being the young prince. He was resourceful and defeated these old foxes with just a few words.


"Why do you take it so seriously, Elder An? I was just joking with you."


Thorian, who had treated him coldly the previous second, was all smiles the next second, and even extended a warm invitation: "Come on, come on, everyone, sit down, don't feel restrained here."


Looking at the young man who changed his attitude faster than turning the pages of a book, the ministers led by An Rhys could not help but look at each other, somewhat unsure.


"I dare not. I can just stand and answer." An Rhys's face was gloomy and his voice was very stiff.


He had been in the officialdom for many years, but he didn't expect to be tricked by a young boy today. In fact, he was a little unwilling to accept it.


"Okay, then let's do as Elder An wishes."


Thorian didn't force it, he sat down on his own, then looked at An Rhys with a smile, and asked: “Elder An, now you can tell me, what exactly are you here for?"


"I……"


An Rhys opened his mouth, but found that he didn't know how to start.


As the saying goes, the first push is strong, the second is weaker, and the third is exhausted.


When he just walked in, he was in a threatening manner, as if he was going to hold Thorian accountable.


After being messed up by the other party, he now had no momentum at all and could not utter a single fierce word.


"What's wrong? Elder An, do you have something to hide?" Thorian raised his eyebrows slightly.


An Rhys took a deep breath, organized his words a little, and then said, "My young prince, the whole city is under martial law, and people are in a panic. I want to ask you, what happened that is worth making such a big fuss?!"


"To catch the rebels, of course."


Thorian said calmly: "This morning, I ordered someone to issue a notice, which clearly stated everything. Didn't you guys read it?"


“Notice?"


An Rhys frowned: "What announcement? How come we didn't know about it?"


"You are all busy, so I understand that you didn't see the notice. I will arrange someone to send a copy to each of your households later to ensure that no one is missed."


Seeing that the topic was about to be diverted, An Rhys quickly corrected it: "Without mentioning the announcement in advance, I just want to know, what mistake did General Longwei make that made the young prince so reckless and cause a stir in the city?!"


"That's right! General Long Wei has made great contributions to West Lucozia. Even if he made some mistakes, he shouldn't be beheaded or have his property confiscated!"


"If the prince were here, he would never tolerate your nonsense, and would not make the whole royal city a mess!"


With An Rhys taking the lead, the other ministers began to question.


They are not only helping General Long Wei, but also safeguarding their own interests.


After all, after being an official for so many years, who doesn’t have some shit on his butt?


If they were to have their property confiscated and beheaded for a minor mistake, how would they live in the future?


"Everyone, please be quiet for a moment."


Thorian raised his hand and pressed it down. After everyone's voices died down, he slowly spoke: "Let me make it clear in advance that General Long Wei did not commit a small mistake, but a serious crime!


Over the years, he has burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil, doing too many cruel and insane things.


The blood debt he carries is so heavy that it is hard to describe it in words. Even if he were beheaded a hundred times, it would not be too much.


Shouldn't such a criminal be arrested? Shouldn't die? ”


"Words are not enough. Please show us the evidence, Your Highness. Otherwise, we will never believe it!" An Rhys looked dissatisfied.


"That's right! General Long Wei is a loyal and brave man. How could he be such a person?"


"In my opinion, the young prince may have believed the slander of the treacherous ministers, so he wrongly accused General Long Wei, right?"


"Killing a loyal and good person is unjust and unforgivable. Please ask the young prince to immediately cancel the arrest warrant and return the justice to General Longwei!"


A group of ministers of remonstration spoke at once, filled with indignation.


If you don't know, you might really think that Thorian has committed some terrible mistake. - Marinien

Comments

Anonymous said…
Vielen Dank Marinien
Anonymous said…
Thank you, Marinien!
Anonymous said…
Thanks 👍, Marinien
Anonymous said…
Very slow and verbose.

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