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The Minister of Staff took a step forward and looked at Mu Yiheng with a threatening look.

"Prince Beiyun, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Mu Yiheng sneered. "You mean whatever you say."

He helped Ye Zewen up and protected him behind him. "Don't be afraid, no one will dare touch you as long as I'm here."

Ye Zewen looked at Mu Yiheng's side face and felt grateful that he could still stand by him in this situation where everyone was hostile to him.

However, he knew that these people were difficult to deal with. No matter how powerful Mu Yiheng was, he could only work alone here. He didn't want to get him into trouble because of himself.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. Don't interfere and leave quickly."

"It's okay, they don't dare to do anything to me!"

The Minister of Civil Affairs looked at Mu Yiheng's arrogance and felt disdain in his heart. It was the emperor who did not dare to do anything to him, not him.

"Prince Beiyun, he is right. This matter has nothing to do with you. If you leave now, I will treat you as if you have never been here."

Liu Ye, who was behind the Minister of Civil Affairs, saw Mu Yiheng coming out, and his expression changed from disdain to a sinister smile now.

Wu Zhuo obviously recognized Mu Yiheng. He promised to help Liu Ye get revenge last time.

Zhengchou couldn't find a chance to deal with him. Now it's better, he bumped into him.

But when my father told me to let him go, how could that be done?

Before Mu Yiheng could speak, he stepped forward and snatched the words away.

"The Prince of Beiyun is so powerful, why do I have to interfere in the state affairs of Xiling? Are we trying to start a war between the two countries?"

Wu Zhuo deliberately emphasized the words "Beiyun Crown Prince" and reminded people that he was from another country, not from Xiling.

Sure enough, when people heard that it was from another country, their eyes immediately changed. But because the other party is the prince, no one dares to say anything.

"Tch, it's you. Didn't I say that if you have the ability, you will show up? Why are you still so embarrassed?"

As he spoke, Mu Yiheng looked between Wu Zhuo and the Minister of Libu.

"Oh, no wonder, it turns out that I like to play dirty tricks, so this son is really good at it!"

"you......"

"Shut up."

The official's face fell instantly. He gave Wu Zhuo a warning look and told him to step back.

Wu Zhuo glared at Mu Yiheng unwillingly, and Mu Yiheng didn't tolerate him and stared back.

Wu Zhuo suddenly couldn't hold back his anger. He went up and wanted to beat him, but he was pulled back by his father before he calmed down.

The Minister of Personnel looked at Mu Yiheng again. He was no longer pretending to be kind, and he no longer pretended to be so.

"Prince Beiyun must intervene in this matter!"

"I am a person who loves to fight against injustices by nature. When I see you bullying others, of course I have to take care of you."

He doesn't care if he bullies others, but bullying his future junior brother is not okay.

"In this case, I have been offended. Come and capture Ye Zewen. If Prince Beiyun stops him, capture him together."

"Yes."

The officers and soldiers stepped forward together, drew out their swords from their waists, and pointed them at Mu Yiheng.

Mu Yiheng was not afraid at all, but had a funny expression on his face.

"The palace soldiers in Xiling are actually in charge of the Minister of Civil Affairs. It's really strange."

"Don't talk nonsense, they are just assisting me in arresting Ye Zewen and bringing him to justice."

At this time, officers and soldiers had already rushed up. Mu Yiheng protected Ye Zewen with one hand and kicked him out.

This ability to kick people can be said to be the true inheritance of Bai Yao.

"Everyone listens to you so much. It's my first time to come to Xiling. I don't know whether the emperor is in charge of Xiling or the official minister!"

Mu Yiheng's words became more and more outrageous, but the Minister of Civil Affairs was so frightened that he broke into a sweat.

"You..." The Minister of Civil Affairs was so angry that he couldn't speak. He had no choice but to urge the officers and soldiers. "Get him quickly, don't let him talk nonsense and ruin the reputation of me and the emperor."

As the officers and soldiers were defeated one by one by Mu Yiheng, the Minister of Staff became a little panicked.

"Call more officers and soldiers to come."

How could he forget that Mu Yiheng defeated the fifth princess's martial artist last time? This guy is so good!

Wu Zhuo and Liu Ye looked anxiously and saw Mu Yiheng kicking each other easily. They suddenly felt that what did these officers and soldiers do for food? They must have been lazy all day long. With so many people, even Mu Yiheng couldn't deal with them.

However, this opportunity has come, and he can teach Mu Yiheng a lesson openly.

"This young master is here to assist you in arresting Ye Zewen."

With that said, Wu Zhuo was the first to rush forward, saying he wanted to arrest Ye Zewen, but he was going for Mu Yiheng.

Liu Ye and a group of scholars followed closely behind, and a group of people swarmed up.

Seeing this, the Minister of Civil Affairs hurriedly stopped him, but he was still a step too late and saw his son being kicked out by Mu Yiheng.

Before this was over, Mu Yiheng stepped forward and grabbed Wu Zhuo's clothes and lifted him up.

"Call Grandpa, and I will let you go, or else I will throw you to death."

Mu Yiheng said, but his eyes were looking at the Minister of Libu, who was staring with an angry expression. If he didn't have a trace of reason left, he would probably come up to Mu Yi directly. Heng is fighting for his life.

When Liu Ye and others saw that their "eldest brother" was captured by Mu Yiheng, they wanted to step forward to rescue him.

Mu Yiheng held Wu Zhuo up with both hands, and kept kicking him one after another. Especially when he kicked Liu Ye, he used all his strength.

Liu Ye was kicked away and fell to the ground. He endured the pain and tried several times with difficulty, but couldn't get up at all.

Now, people no longer dare to come forward.

"Your little brother has been beaten to the ground by me. There is no one to save you. Just call me grandpa and I will let you go. What do you think? Be reasonable!"

Wu Zhuo looked at his father and saw that he was just standing at a distance, only daring to argue with Mu Yiheng and not daring to step forward at all.

Looking at the height above the ground, he wouldn't die if he fell, but Mu Yiheng's strength was frightening. If he was thrown hard enough, he would still bleed.

But looking at so many people in front of him, as well as many of the younger brothers who had followed him before, he couldn't speak.

"Okay, since you don't scream, then I will graciously satisfy your desire to die."

As he said that, Mu Yiheng was about to exert his strength, but he didn't see an officer or soldier behind him, who had already quietly sneaked into the palace to bring in reinforcements.

Feeling himself being lifted higher, Wu Zhuo's heart jumped into his throat and he screamed in fear.

"Don't, don't, I'm screaming, I'm screaming."

As he finished speaking, Mu Yiheng held him steady again.

"If you're a man, be sharp and squirm like a girl. If you continue to mess around, I'll throw you to death."

As Mu Yiheng prepared to throw him down again, Wu Zhuo was scared out of his wits and shouted "grandpa" several times.

"Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, I was wrong, wuwu~"

Wu Zhuo was so frightened that he cried.

His father, the Minister of Civil Affairs, had a gloomy look on his face.

Wu Zhuo calls Grandpa Mu Yiheng, so isn’t he...

"Hmph, put my son down quickly."

Mu Yiheng kept his word and actually put Wu Zhuo on the ground.

At this time, a dense group of officers and soldiers rushed out of the palace, surrounded Mu Yiheng and Ye Zewen, and pointed their swords at them.