When Xiu Ji said this, it was not only Mo Yizhi who was surprised, but even the emperor who was present was slightly surprised for a moment, let alone other officials.

Everyone was talking in low voices, looking back and forth between the emperor, Xiuji, and Mo Yizhi.

Everyone is guessing what Xiuji is thinking. Mo Yizhi's father, General Zhenguo, has a lot of troops. Even if the emperor sees him, he still has to show respect. And Mo Yizhi is the master of the divine weapon of heaven.

When he was only fifteen years old, the emperor made an exception and granted him the title of a fifth-rank military doctor. He carried a sword before him and was given a spring knife embroidered on Feiyu's clothes.

Who wouldn't want to win over such a long favorite?

Why is it that today, the first day Mo Yi goes to court, Xiu Ji sues him?

Doesn't this make it clear that we are going against the Mohists?

The old emperor coughed slightly, and the palace instantly became quiet.

"The prime minister wants to sue Mo Yizhi? What is the crime?" the emperor asked.

Xiu Ji turned back and glanced at Mo Yizhi.

It was just a glance. To Mo Yizhi's surprise, she didn't notice any malice in that gaze.

If a person really wants to be an enemy to another person, no matter how hard he tries to hide it, he can't hide the trace of cruelty or disgust in his eyes that is hard to detect.

But there was nothing in Xiuji's eyes.

Xiuji replied in a deep voice: "I want to sue Mo Yizhi, a doctor in the Ministry of War, for making friends with the powerful people in the capital and intending to form a clique for personal gain."

The old emperor's expression was relatively calm, but Chen Guang couldn't help but his face twitched.

Mo Yizhi's head was full of black lines...

"Ai Qing is suing, is there any evidence?"

Xiu Ji said something that surprised everyone even more: "My lord, there is no evidence."

I don't know which official in front choked and coughed twice.

This time the old emperor was no longer calm: "Without any evidence, how can you complain?"

Mo Yizhi also wanted to step forward and ask the prime minister, Mr. Xiu, what the fuss was about.

Are you afraid that the officials will wake up early and have some fun to entertain the public? Or are you afraid that she, Mo Yinzhi, will not receive much attention from the public, so you want to help her increase her popularity?

But even though the emperor's words were meant to rebuke, the prime minister was not frightened and replied in a deep voice: "Most of what I said was based on the discussions of hundreds of officials in the court. I think that if this matter is true, it should not be tolerated.

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Mo Yizhi felt like he couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, but his face remained unmoved.

The old emperor looked at Mo Yizhi: "Mr. Mo, can you do this?"

Mo Yizhi moved out of the queue, cupped his fists and saluted: "Back to the Emperor, I don't know where the Prime Minister heard such nonsense. I hope that the Holy One will investigate this matter thoroughly and return this to me."

Mo Yizhi's words were sonorous, showing no fear at all. His eyes as black as crow feathers lightly glanced at the officials in the front row. Everyone suddenly felt that there was a sharp edge at their backs and remained silent.

At this time, Xiuji came back to his senses and looked at Mo Yizhi: "It would be best if this really didn't happen. I apologize for misunderstanding Mr. Mo."

Xiuji's expression suddenly changed, and even Mo Yizhi, who had always been calm, was confused as to what he was thinking.

"Chi" a chuckle came from the sixth prince's mouth.

The eldest prince turned around and scolded: "How can the sixth brother be so good at laughing in the court?"

Everyone's eyes turned to the Sixth Prince again.

The Sixth Prince clasped his fists and stepped forward: "Father, there may be some misunderstandings in this matter."

"Oh? Since you know, you might as well speak out."
Chapter completed!