As he spoke, the old guy took out a memorial from his body and spread it out in his hands.
"The first charge is lawlessness. It's just a prince with a different surname, but he was in the Great Shang Dynasty..."
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"Article 123, deploying troops privately..."
Many ministers present were a little disturbed by these accusations. After listening carefully, it seemed that it was really what happened, but after thinking about it again, they felt something was wrong.
It seems that everything listed in this memorial is what the emperor acquiesced to what King Zhao did.
Moreover, the emperor had not hesitated to raise all the troops of the country to march south for the sake of King Zhao. How could such two people care about the distinction between monarch and minister?
Those cabinet officials were coughing all the time, as if they wanted to remind this old guy who couldn't see the situation clearly, to stop as soon as possible.
Unexpectedly, this guy became more and more enthusiastic as he talked, saying more than 120 things at once.
Murong Bing dozed off a little after hearing this, and almost fell asleep.
"Have you finished reading?"
A rather domineering voice rippled out from the dragon throne, and all the ministers present were shocked.
The memorial in the veteran minister's hand was so frightened that he dropped it to the ground.
"Your Majesty, there are so many evidence of King Zhao's crimes that I can't list them all. When I think that the emperor of Dashang is threatened by such a powerful minister, I can't sleep or eat well!"
As he said this, the old guy fell down on the ground and began to cry loudly. He looked sincere and sincere, as if he really cared a lot for Dashang.
To be honest, this guy is just a penniless idler with a salary and nothing to do.
Murong Bing stretched out, slowly leaned forward, and looked at the old minister coldly with a condescending attitude.
"It seems that you have put so much effort into sorting out so many crimes against King Zhao. Do you really want His Highness King Zhao to be deposed?"
The anger in the words could be heard by all the officials present. Shangguan Mu and his party, who were the closest, were even more shocked. They knew that the veteran minister's head might not be saved.
But this old guy didn't understand the formality at all, so he still held the memorial and begged Murong Bing to take the opportunity to kill Zhao Rui.
"If I remember correctly, the old man should be the elder of the three dynasties of the Great Shang Dynasty. However, after so many years, from Longcheng to Luo City, I have never seen how the old man exhausted himself for my great businessman, nor have I ever seen the old man have any
A move to make plans! I just want to ask, where were you when King Zhao was overcoming obstacles for my great merchant?"
The old minister trembled suddenly and stared at Murong Bing with a strange look.
"Your Majesty, what do you mean by this? Is it wrong for me to keep the throne of the Murong family?"
Murong Bing slammed the table.
"I have long said that if one day His Highness King Zhao wants me to be the emperor, I can take the throne myself without him taking action! Don't you understand what that means?"
The core ministers in the cabinet naturally know, but the officials below may not necessarily know.
Now that they heard Murong Bing say this, all the civil and military ministers in the court knelt on the ground, not daring to say another word.
Nangong Yi shook her head helplessly, looked at the old minister coldly as if looking at a dead person, and took a few steps forward with the jade guide.