The tyrant pretended to be angry: "What the Prime Minister means is that I want the Prime Minister to teach me how to be the emperor?"
Tang Benkui was startled and said quickly: "Wei Chen doesn't dare! Wei Chen doesn't dare!"
The tyrant coldly brushed his face and said: "Let's wait until there is a trial result regarding Zhuo Lei's murder! I will order the Ministry of Punishment to try the murder case and the anti-book conspiracy case together. He, the boss of the four book clubs, will definitely not be able to escape.
As for Prince Zhuo’s Mansion, there is no escape from the suspicion of unhealthy family tradition, but who’s family doesn’t have a prodigal son? Hasn’t Prince Zhuo’s Mansion already expelled Zhuo Lei from the palace? Don’t mention this matter again!”
"Yes! I obey the order!"[
Tang Benkui suppressed his anger and nodded helplessly.
The tyrant said: "Does the Prime Minister have any objections?"
Tang Benkui said: "I don't dare!"
Even though I don’t dare to do so on the surface.
But the anger in my heart could no longer be contained.
It's like a volcano, ready to erupt at any time.
The tyrant knows that the time has come.
He deliberately said: "Prime Minister, I know that you are dissatisfied, but Prince Zhuo's daughter is about to enter the palace. On this festive day, it is not appropriate to have an affair with Prince Zhuo. I know that the Prime Minister is wronged, so please bear with it."
Tang Benkui said gratefully: "Old minister, I will remember the emperor's grace!"
This is called a slap in the face and a date to eat.
The tyrant managed Tong Benkui to obey him with just a few words. His heart was full of anger, but he did not dare to explode. On the surface, he still wanted to be grateful!
"Right!"
"It's time to send the bride price!"
"It's not the case that the Divine Box has been left in Prince Zhuo's Mansion."
"I, Prime Minister, I order you to personally select a betrothal gift for me and send it to Prince Zhuo's Mansion to redeem the divine box!"
"To show my sincerity, the Prime Minister will go to the palace treasury later to select a few priceless treasures and send them to you!"
"I hope the Prime Minister will remember that a little impatience will mess up a big plan!"
The tyrant warned again and again.
"Old minister...obey the order!"[
Tang Benkui nodded helplessly.
His son died.
His daughter wants to enter the palace and become a queen!
This is so unfair!
How could he not be angry? The anger in his heart that had been suppressed by the tyrant was about to explode at any time... Please indicate www when reprinting