The Emperor had recovered well in half a month and was finally able to attend court.
The atmosphere in the court was somewhat eerie, with half of the ministers kneeling bare-chested with twigs on their backs, faces ashen. This was because they had been influenced by Jin Tianzhong of the Beiping Army and entered the palace to force the Emperor to abdicate, nearly causing his death.
They thought that no one is punished if the number is large, so they came up with this method.
Now that the Emperor was well, he was ready to settle scores with them in the autumn.
Looking at those slicked-back bare-chested individuals, the Emperor nearly fainted again in anger.
He knew that Jin Tianyuan and Jin Tianzhong would have quite a number of supporters, but he never expected them to rally so many to their cause.
Is this his empire, his ministers?
The usually calm Emperor, upon taking his seat on the Dragon Throne, could not hold back his temper and smashed an ink stone on the desk.
