Some people argue with reason, while others want to make a three-point argument unreasonably.
But almost all the princes in the court were born as literati, and their words were sharp and unreasonable. No matter how much you make trouble, it can't be compared to the words that are based on reason.
Soon the officials who criticized Zhao Wujiang verbally and writtenly were defeated. They were already unreasonable, so they could only sacrifice some of their face to fan the flames, but they couldn't do it if they really had to sacrifice all their face to make unreasonable troubles.
Soon this group of people stopped temporarily, but they still whispered softly and got weird from time to time.
This matter will not end. Now the Daxia Court has only received the news from the southern border. Once the news from the northern border is officially conveyed back and it is confirmed that Dugu Tianqing was killed, these people will appear again.
At that time, they will once again criticize Zhao Wujiang with words and words, continue to fan the flames, and watch Zhao Wujiang fall into the trough.
Because at that time, they will have the biggest excuse: "The dead are the greatest!"
No matter how many officials there were to maintain Zhao Wujiang, they would never be as big as the dead.
In the pain of losing his son, no matter how much Dugu Yihe trusted Zhao Wujiang, he would still have some rift with him, and he couldn't help but attribute part of the cause of his beloved son's death to himself and Zhao Wujiang.
There was a lot of noise and discussion. The eunuch in front of the palace waved his whip again, and then the officials gradually fell silent and waited for the emperor's orders.
Xuanyuan Jing had a frosty face and majestic eyes. Just when some officials were biting and slandering Zhao Wujiang, she wanted to stop them.
But when she saw the gentle look from Zhao Wujiang, she had a clear understanding of Zhao Wujiang and did not stop him.
On this matter, as the emperor, her words can indeed suppress the discussion of the courtiers, but these courtiers will definitely still talk about the matter after the court is over. When the time comes, some courtiers will fan the flames again and add fuel to the fire, and it will be even harder to stop it.
It's better to let the courtiers quarrel in the court. There will definitely be sensible courtiers who will clarify for Zhao Wujiang. After a while, most of the turmoil in this matter will stop in the court.
Xuanyuan Jing's brows were as majestic as the sea, and she gave other instructions. She asked the eunuch in front of the palace to read out the list of this year's food gifts, and then dismissed the court.
Giving food was one of the ways the emperor used to reward courtiers for their contributions over the past year on New Year's Eve in the Xia Dynasty. Depending on the size of the contribution, the amount and style of food given were different.
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The harem of the imperial city, Qifeng Palace.
Dugu Mingyue's belly is getting rounder and rounder. Today she is wearing a loose jade white palace skirt. She was originally reading poems and books in a quiet and peaceful manner.
But when Qing'er, who was playing in the snow outside the palace, ran to her in tears and told her the news about the court, her long-lost peace was shattered.
She has a close relationship with Dugu Tianqing, her brother and sister. Now that she got the news that her brother was in danger in the north, sadness and depression suddenly flooded into her heart.
She didn't know what to do. She could only hope that the elders in her family could send people to support and rescue them, or that the emperor would send troops to the north.
But she knew that by the time she learned the news, her brother in the north would probably have already encountered something unexpected, and it would be too late to support him.
She could only pray that her brother would be okay.
Qing'er couldn't help crying at the side. She was also from the Dugu family, with the surname Dugu. When she was a child, she was often taken care of by Dugu Mingyue and Dugu Tianqing. She also loved and respected her brother Dugu Tianqing very much.
Now that she got the news, her heart was full of worries. Even though today was New Year's Eve, a day when she could wear new clothes, eat delicious food and get rewards, she couldn't be happy, only lingering sadness.
Especially Dugu Mingyue's frown, which made her look beautiful and refined, holding her sad cheeks.
She thought of Zhao Wujiang, and she believed for no reason that Zhao Wujiang must have a way.
