Having heard the words of the young Marquis, Zhao's body stiffened instantly, his mind buzzing. Jiang Gao glanced at him and then said, "So there is such a matter, officer."
The prefectural governor of the local county dismounted and bowed, saying, "Your servant is present."
Jiang Gao spoke indifferently, "I never imagined that there is such a person among the commoners, posing as the Emperor. Let us see how many concubines and how many high officials surround him."
Upon these words, the officials nearby fell dead silent.
With Jiang Gao's esteemed reputation both inside and outside the royal court, his personal intervention meant a rigorous investigation was likely.
The lighter he spoke of the issue, the harsher the inquiry would be.
The lighter the words, the graver the matter.
Zhao looked around with a pale face, seeing that his backer's face was deathly white despite still bowing; he seemed already dead.
It's over...it's over...
