Are You Qualified to Sit and Talk?

After a night of turmoil, the Red Fire Army was killed or imprisoned, and the entire team was completely destroyed.

Not only that, General Longwei's mansion was also purged, all the embezzled property was confiscated, and the guilty people were imprisoned.

All those who had any connection with the General's Mansion were placed under house arrest and interrogated one by one.

General Long Wei, who caused this incident, naturally became the number one wanted criminal.

Until the perpetrators are caught, the royal city remains under martial law.

All major traffic arteries were blocked, and patrol teams searched back and forth, determined to catch the turtle in the urn.

Many old officials who were unaware of the truth expressed their dissatisfaction with Thorian's high-profile and widespread manhunt.

Some radical ones even blocked the gate of the palace and protested loudly.

Everyone was beating their chests and stamping their feet, their faces full of anger, and they were just short of cursing.

In their view, General Long Wei had made great contributions and should not be sentenced to death even if he had made some mistakes.

What’s even more so is the situation now, with house searches and wanted notices, the whole city is in chaos.

"Ridiculous! It's really ridiculous! How much manpower and material resources will be wasted if we seal off the city and impose martial law at every turn? And how will the outside world view us?"

"That's right! Even if General Longwei is guilty, he still needs to be tried according to the law. How can you justify lynching him? It's simply child's play!"

"I've long seen that this boy has flaws in his morals, but I didn't expect him to be so perverse and violent. He would confiscate the family and destroy the clan over a disagreement. If West Lucozia falls into his hands in the future, won't it be destroyed in an instant?!"

At the gate of the palace.

A group of old men, over 70 years old and with gray hair, gathered together to comment and point fingers.

As ministers of remonstrance, they naturally could not tolerate Thorian's absurd behavior of abusing power, and they had to say a few words to him, no matter how high or low, otherwise they would be unworthy of their status.

In fact, they didn't take Thorian seriously.

In their eyes, the other party was just a frivolous and absurd dandy who was not even a hair's worth of the prince.

Now that the prince is seriously ill and recuperating, as ministers of advice and elders, they are qualified to educate this useless son on behalf of the prince.

“Squeak~!”

Just as everyone was discussing this, the gate of the palace suddenly opened.

Wang Mang came out with several members of the law enforcement team, with a cold look on his face.

"General Wang! What the hell are you doing? Do you know that even if the city is closed for just one day, it will be a huge loss for the entire Wangcheng!"

An old man with rosacea jumped out first to question, his tone very stern.

This man's name is An Rhys. Not only does he hold a high position, but he is also a member of the Rhys family's branch and is closely related to the royal palace.

In terms of seniority, he can be considered as Thorian's uncle.

So there is no scruple in what he says.

"That's right! Closing the city is no joke, and arresting meritorious officials is no play! We need a reasonable explanation!"

"Call the little prince out! Otherwise we will never leave today!"

The other old men all joined in the commotion, each of them looking selfless and righteous.

"Everyone, please be patient. The young prince has prepared tea in the reception room and is awaiting your arrival." Wang Mang said indifferently.

When these words were spoken, everyone was slightly stunned and seemed a little surprised.

They thought that Thorian would be a coward and stay indoors, but they didn't expect that he would actually take the initiative to invite them in.

For a moment, they were still a little unsure.

"Mr. An, what do you think?"

The old men looked at each other and finally set their sights on An Rhys.

Here, An Rhys has the highest status and seniority, and he is also Thorian's elder, so they naturally regard him as the core.

"Since the young prince invites us to tea, we must honor him. Let's go in."

An Rhys swung his long sleeves and took the lead.

He was a frequent visitor to the palace and Thorian's uncle. No matter how absurd the other party's behavior was, he dared not do anything to him.

"Hello! Go in and take a look!"

When the others saw this, they all followed.

As a minister of remonstration, what he seeks is loyalty and courage.

If necessary, he will not hesitate to give his own life in order to give advice.

Led by Wang Mang, a group of people rushed into the reception room.

At this moment, tea and snacks were placed in the reception room.

Thorian sat in the main seat, his expression indifferent, showing no sign of sadness or joy.

"Elder An is here? Sit down."

Seeing everyone coming in, Thorian immediately stood up to greet them.

"snort!"

An Rhys was not polite at all. He acted like an elder and sat down in the first seat on the left.

The other remonstrators followed suit and sat down one after another. They neither bowed nor asked questions. Instead, they had stern faces, as if they were about to collect a debt.

"Elder An, you brought someone to visit me this time. Do you have any advice for me?"

Thorian was not annoyed by everyone's attitude and still kept smiling.

"Thorian! Let me ask you, why did you arrest General Long Wei? Why did you seal off the city?"

An Rhys started to question him like a string of bullets: "Do you know that because of your absurd behavior, the entire royal city is in chaos. How many people are frightened? How many merchants are stopped from moving forward? Can you afford the responsibility for these losses?!"

Thorian raised his eyebrows slightly, sat down leisurely, and then asked calmly: "Elder An came here today to talk to me about business or private matters?"

"So what if we talk about private matters? So what if we talk about public matters?" An Rhys said with a straight face.

"If we are talking about personal matters, then I will respect you as Elder An. You are the elder, so it is natural for you to teach me, a junior."

At this point, Thorian's eyes suddenly became sharp: "But if we are talking about public affairs, then you have to figure out your own identities. Who is the king? Who is the minister? Are you qualified to sit down and talk to me?!" - Ton