A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

Eunuch Yan was afraid that Emperor Yuxuan would be fooled by his ministers, so he shouted, "Your Majesty, please think twice!" as a reminder.

Emperor Yuxuan waved his hand: "Don't think about it, don't think about it, I want to see what this rebellious son is capable of!"

Sikong Yan nodded: "Before I agree to your request, there is a condition. If your request is accepted, I will dare to do it! I am not a minister now, but a prince in name only. Without any rights, how can I help the emperor to share his worries?"

Emperor Yuxuan sneered, "Well, I will give you this right today. From now on, you will have all the rights of the king! Including this jade seal! Until the end of the court! How do you think?"

"Okay! Words are useless, so draft an edict as evidence!" Sikong Yan pointed at the jade edict book on the dragon table.

Emperor Yuxuan hated nagging the most: "I am the emperor and my words are law!"

"This is in exchange for my life. I will issue an imperial decree as a proof! If my father can't do this, how can he let the ministers pay homage to him and prosper for generations to come?" Sikong Yan knew that his father had a bad memory and was fickle. How could he believe his words? Unless it was about his own business!

"Good, good, good! Like a woman!" Emperor Yuxuan made a gesture, and Eunuch Yan quickly arranged the papers and then ground the ink aside.

Emperor Yuxuan picked up the brush and drew it vertically and horizontally like a knife, and each stroke was full of murderous intent, which made people shudder.

After writing, he stamped it.

The ministers kneeling on the ground were all trembling. It seemed that they could not escape today! They had to please Si Zhe as soon as possible. Maybe if he was happy, he would sing a poem.

The king handed the decree to Sikong Yan, who picked it up and read it twice, and after confirming that it was correct, he put it away. "Let's begin. My dear ministers, please stand up! Now it's up to you one by one. If you can make Xiao Sizhe recite a poem, you can go home."

The ministers stood up tremblingly, their legs still shaking. Then they heard Sikong Yan say again: "If you can't recite a sentence..." The ministers fell to their knees and begged: "Your Highness, please spare my life. You know what I am capable of." If they had known earlier, they would not have worked so hard to study and take the exam to become an official. Wouldn't it be better to be a commoner? Although they may not have enough to eat and wear warm clothes, they don't have to live in fear every day! They really regretted it!

Emperor Yuxuan laughed as soon as he saw the cowardly look of the old ministers. Oh my god! They are so stupid. They are so scared of such a weak and powerless boy. If I were them, I would have rushed up and beaten him to death! How can he give orders when he is dead?

But then, Sikong Yan’s words made the ministers shout "Long live Sikong Yan!"

"Ministers and elders, please allow Sikong Yan to finish his speech. It's not too late to plead for mercy later!"

The ministers had no choice but to shut up, but put their hands together and prayed that the little prince would not be too cruel!

When Emperor Yuxuan stopped laughing, Sikong Yan said slowly, "If the ministers and elders cannot make Xiao Sizhe recite a poem, then continue to attend the court until the court is dismissed!"

Upon hearing this, the ministers immediately knelt on the ground and shouted, "Long live the emperor!" The voice resounded through the sky in the Golden Throne Hall.

Emperor Yuxuan had never thought that his son was even more powerful than him! How could this weakling be better than him! His actions were so powerless and without any momentum. Was he trying to please these treacherous officials? He had no spirit of an emperor at all! This was not fun at all. No!

He pointed at his son and said, "Hey, hey, hey, this method won't work. You have to be ruthless. If you're not, they won't submit to you in the future! Change it quickly, change it quickly!"

Sikong Yan raised the imperial edict in his hand and said, "Father hasn't even arrived for a quarter of an hour, and you've already changed your mind! Doesn't this imperial edict count?"

Emperor Yuxuan's face darkened. "It doesn't count, I was just joking with you! It doesn't count, I take back the imperial edict!"

All the ministers were horrified and knelt on the ground again: "Your Highness is in power now! We only obey your orders! No one else has the right to ask for orders!" After they said this, they bowed to Sikong Yan: "Thank you, Your Highness, we obey your orders!"

Emperor Yuxuan was so angry that he slammed the table and stood up: "It seems that none of you want to live anymore, today I will kill you all!"

"Wait, father! If you kill all your ministers, what kind of country is this? Even though you have unified the world, there are still many barbarian tribes outside the Zhou territory! No ministers to give you advice, no generals and soldiers to guard the border for you? Even if you are invincible in the world, if you are the only one left, is this country still a country? Can you still be the emperor? Who will come to pay homage to you?"

Emperor Yuxuan thought about it and said, yes, even if you kill all the people and only have yourself left, you can still eat the bark? Force cannot solve all problems.

Sikong Yan sneered and said, "You are so bloodthirsty that you take people's lives for fun every day. A true emperor protects the people and the country and takes the people's lives and safety as his own responsibility. Ministers are the pillars of the country and assist the emperor in governing the country. If you kill them all, it would be tantamount to self-destruction. What is the meaning of the world you have worked so hard to build?"

Emperor Yuxuan was upset, but the truth was just as his son said! These people really couldn't be killed. Emperor Yuxuan didn't feel any fun at all, and he was really upset. But in order to save face, he waved his hand at his son: "Ah, I said what I mean! You can handle this matter yourself! I won't interfere!"

Little Sizha sat on the ground, grabbing stones and throwing them one after another, hitting the target. "Haha, this is so fun!" He was having a lot of fun.

"In that case, let's get started!" Sikong Yan said to the ministers, "Who goes first?"

The Imperial Master had wanted to leave a long time ago, as he felt it was boring and unlucky to stay here. Before Sikong Yan finished speaking, he raised his hand and walked out: "I'll go first, I'll go first!" He felt confident that he could get Sizhe to recite a poem.

Sikong Yan said: "Then please let the Imperial Master come first!"

The national teacher smiled cunningly, walked up to Sizhe and squatted down. Sizhe didn't even look at him, and continued to throw his stones, one after another, and kept saying it was fun.

"A day passed in the golden court." The national teacher thought that this would lead to the next sentence.

Emperor Yuxuan was shocked when he heard this. He felt that this was 100% true. Xiao Sizhe could really say the next sentence. This cunning old Meng Tonglu, he was about to stop him. But he saw Xiao Sizhe, holding the stone in his hand, smashed it hard at the face of the national teacher. Because the distance was too close, the national teacher thought he would take over the poem, but he didn't expect Sizhe to do this suddenly, and he couldn't dodge in time! With a scream, he turned back and fell on his back.

Emperor Yuxuan laughed out loud after watching it. It was so interesting. He didn't expect that the Imperial Master would be fooled again. This crazy kid, I must be careful next time.

The national teacher did not expect that he would fail. He got up from the ground. Fortunately, he brought medicine with him. He took out the ointment from his body and hid aside to wipe it off.

When the ministers saw this situation, they stood there in hesitation.