Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord-Chapter 1952: Lackey
"After all, the Prime Minister is the Empress’s father, and the Prince has beaten him like this. It’s difficult for me to explain to the Empress. In my opinion, let’s each take a step back for peace. Beloved Minister Long, what do you think?"
Long Rui nodded: "Hmm!"
The Emperor was very satisfied with the Prince’s reaction and continued, "Let’s forget about yesterday’s misunderstanding. However, today in the Golden Throne Hall, you beat the Prime Minister like this. It seems inappropriate not to apologize. Although I’m in a difficult position, to show fairness, War Prince, just casually apologize to the Prime Minister anyway. It’s just a few words, and it’ll save face."
The Emperor grew more excited: "Also, the Prime Minister’s Mansion was demolished by the Prince. Rebuilding it will be quite an expense. Shouldn’t the Prince compensate some silver to allow the Prime Minister to rebuild his mansion?"
As the Emperor spoke, the civil and military officials grew increasingly astonished, all wondering if the Prince is truly so obedient?
Apologize? Compensation?
The Emperor must be joking with him, right?
Considering the Ghost King has dominated the imperial court for over a decade, even if he does make a mistake, it’s considered right. There’s no question of apology or compensation. Besides, the Prime Minister came with trouble to his doorstep; if he doesn’t take action, is he still the Ghost King?
Long Rui looked up at the Emperor, his voice calm and undisturbed, asking: "Is the Emperor speaking to your humble servant?"
The Emperor began to feel awkward. The Prince was clearly pretending to be confused. Everyone present was watching, so he had to muster the courage to say: "Yes, Beloved Minister Long, what do you think of my suggestion?"
Long Rui: "It can be reluctantly accepted."
When the Emperor heard this, he was overjoyed. The War Prince had finally come around and stopped opposing him. After all, he’s the ruler of the nation, and at most, the War Prince is just a minister. Outwardly, he would still give him a bit of face.
While the Emperor was feeling pleased with himself.
The War Prince shouted coldly to the Prime Minister not far away: "Prime Minister, did you hear that? The Emperor wants you to apologize to me! Hurry up, I have other matters to attend to!"
Everyone present was shocked. Prince, your ability to twist the truth is astonishing! You dare to even twist the Emperor’s words?
The Emperor clearly asked you to apologize to the Prime Minister. How did it become the Prime Minister apologizing to you!
Everyone held their breath, looking at the Prime Minister and then the War Prince, waiting to witness the drama!
The Prime Minister, with his back stiff, sat frozen on the stool. Upon hearing the Emperor asking the War Prince to apologize and compensate him, he was delighted. Suddenly hearing the War Prince’s words, he was startled, and immediately enraged. In his fury, he forgot about his own injury and sprang up, angrily pointing at the War Prince: "You..."
Before he could finish his sentence, the Prime Minister let out a miserable scream: "Ah...!"
It turned out, in his anger, he had forgotten about the severe injury on his waist. Suddenly standing up, a sharp pain immediately shot through his waist, forcing him to let out a cry and fall back onto the stool.
The nearby eunuch hurried forward to check: "Prime Minister, Prime Minister."
Sweat beads the size of beans poured down the Prime Minister’s forehead, his swollen face twisted in agony: "Ah... it hurts... it’s killing me."
The Emperor frowned, saying: "If the Prime Minister is uncomfortable, send him back to rest properly."
"No, no, Emperor, it’s not necessary, I can still handle it." As soon as the Prime Minister heard the Emperor wanted him to return, he became anxious instantly. If he wasn’t present, what if the War Prince harmed him?
Therefore, even if it killed him, he had to endure.
