Chapter 322 – Let Alone The Tiger? (2/2)

Lu Xingkong brought the cup up to his mouth and took a small sip, then let out a long sigh, “A group of fierce soldiers and brave generals were abruptly transferred by the imperial household to this capital, forced to stay idle at home with no use for their skills, they obviously are filled with pent-up grievances. If I counselled them, the anger in their hearts would have been harder to contain. If they said something foolish or do something stupid, they could be beheaded. They're not afraid of death, but they have to consider their children and family.”

“They must suppress their anger, otherwise there would be disastrous consequences. I know they came here for me, they feel unfair for me, and I couldn't follow them. Nevertheless I must let them leave with a clear mind, otherwise they might be instigated to do something disloyal to the Emperor. At that time, it would be too late to repent.”

The old housekeeper also let out a sigh, “Master's intention, the generals must know in their hearts.”

“I hope so.” Lu Xingkong said with a nod. “Let's not talk about this, send someone to investigate about something.”

“What's the matter?”

“I obtained some news in the palace, Li Muyang had not returned from the lands of illusion, said to have died in the wilderness.” Lu Xingkong's voice was deep, flames blazing within his eyes. “I don't believe this.”

“What?” The housekeeper was startled. “We haven't received any information here.”

“It's just happened, the Academy confirmed the authenticity of the news before it feeds back to each country. Get someone to go to the Academy and investigate. See what the situation is, and promptly report back.”

“Yes. Master.” The housekeeper answered and hurried out. “

“Wait.” Lu Xingkong called him back. “Let Suixing go. If possible, bring the kid back.”

The old housekeeper looked taken aback for a moment, then the wrinkles on his face silently bloomed as he replied with a smile: “Yes. Let Suixing go.”

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“Lu Xingkong that old b.a.s.t.a.r.d, he is so daring?” Chu Xianda flung the brush and ink stone on the table, then threw the cup of tea and the jade cicada he often plays with.

The Chamberlains sank to their knees and dared not move.

Li Fu, who was the closest, was struck right in the head, blood pouring down his face yet he still did not dare to wipe it.

“Your Majesty, please calm, Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, why get angry over those filthy mortals.” Li Fu kowtowed incessantly, anxiously persuading.

“What mortal, he is clearly a lowly military man. Who do not know that Lu Xingkong is at the Withered Glory realm, yet he pretended to die in front of me——why don't he really die? If he's really dead——”

“Your majesty——”

Outside the study, a little chamberlain kept his head down low and cautiously reported, “Your Majesty, Duke is here.”

“Duke?” Chu Xianda thought for a while before replying, “Quickly take him to see me.”

When Cui Xichen came in, the chamberlains were busy cleaning the battlefield.

Seeing that Li Fu's forehead was soaked with blood, Cui Xichen softly advised, “Li Chamberlain, why don't you go bandage up. It is not the moment to display utter loyalty to His Majesty.”

“Thank you, Duke, old slave's injury does not matter.” Li Fu did not go.

“Go.” Chu Xianda gestured with his hand, and all the chamberlains were all gone.

Chu Xianda looked at Chu Xianda with a wry expression. “Duke, you also know right? Lu Xingkong that old thing unexpectedly played this trick, he wants to ruin my good name. He is detestable.”

“Your Majesty's please calm. If your Majesty is angry, does it not only make the evil people secretly happy?” Cui Xichen advised in an earnest tone.

“How can I not be angry? I am the Emperor, I only let him kneel for a little longer, and he holds a grudge? Such courtiers——such courtiers are simply unheard of.”

Cui Xichen stood silent for a long while, quietly letting the Emperor vent his rage.

Chu Xianda also knew that if he lost his temper in front of his courtiers he would lose his dignity, after composing his emotions, he looked at Cui Xichen and asked, “Duke, tell me——how should I deal with this?”

“Does your Majesty want to vent your pent-up rage or want to——vent your hatred?” Cui Xichen bowed his head, asking in a quiet voice.

His head was dropping low, and it looked like he was talking to the bricks under his feet.

Chu Xianda gazed fixedly and pondered for a while before asking aloud, “How to vent pent up rage? What about venting hatred?”

“To vent pent up rage, there are many ways. Your Majesty is wise and brilliant, obviously does not need this old minister's suggestion.” Cui Xichen said aloud

He knew that the reason the man in front came to find him was not that simple. He is the emperor, if he wanted to vent his anger, he could have casually accuse Lu Xingkong for a crime and behead him.

If you want to punish someone, you can always find excuses.

The fact that he came to find him, indicated that he wanted to vent his hatred.

As expected, Chu Xianda after a little hesitation asked again in a lowered voice. “Then, how to vent hatred?”

“Isn't he trying to win the position of government minister? Your Majesty should grant it to him.” Cui Xichen said.

Chu Xianda was enraged. “Duke, what do you mean? Your deep words are to suggest me to make such a detrimental move. He already has control of the military, if he was given the government minister position, he would become a tiger that has grown wings, at that time——”

“Your Majesty.” Cui Xichen added. “Even dragons can be slaughtered, let alone tigers?”

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