C1016 Who the hell are you

All the officials present introduced themselves, the names written on Zhu Yi Dou's account back then were all present now.

The corner of Yan Yuan's lips raised imperceptibly as he sat down in the center of the room, flanked by a few other people.

After he sat down, everyone looked at each other, silently nodded, and then sat down.

"Sir Yan is really young and capable. I'm really impressed that he took the position of Minister of Revenue at such a young age."

The one who spoke was the Yizhou's Prefect, Liu Bing. Although there was a smile on his face, it gave off an extremely sinister feeling.

After Liu Bing said this, the others also agreed, "Yes, yes. Lord Yan is young, his future will be limitless."

After everyone finished praising, Yan Yuan smiled, and revealed a perfect smile to the people in front of him, and said: "Masters, thank you for your praise, my future prospects are limited, I still need to see if the lords will cooperate."

When Yan Yuan said this, all the people present froze with smiles, all of them had been in the government for over twenty years, how could they not understand the meaning behind Yan Yuan's words, and their faces immediately became ugly.

Originally, they had planned to play along with this brat surnamed Yan, but they didn't expect him to be so impatient. Before he even said anything, he had already torn their faces.

In the end, he was still young and hadn't been an official for a few years.

In that case, they didn't need to waste any more time arguing with him.

"Master Yan is not giving us any face at all?"

At the moment, the one who was speaking was Yizhou's army leader Si Xu Bu. He looked to be big and tall, and one could tell that he was a martial artist.

The way he spoke was no longer as amiable and flattering as when Yan Yuan entered the room just now. Instead, his tone was more sinister and stern.

Yan Yuan's brows twitched, and the small wine cup swirled nimbly in his hand. His slightly callused fingers gently rubbed the rim of the wine cup, and he looked absent-minded, as if he did not care about Xu Bu's words.

With a light "bang" sound, Yan Yuan placed the wine cup on the table. Although the wine cup didn't move much, it still struck on everyone's hearts.

It was obvious that they were enemies or not, but in front of Yan Yuan, they were completely suppressed by his aura.

"Greedy pay, fish meat and civilians, what face do I need to give you?"

His brows twitched, and the coldness in his eyes instantly froze. He slowly swept his gaze across every single one of the changing faces before finally stopping at one of them.

"Is Xu Sima dissatisfied with me?"

His expression was cold. He had clearly said every word in a calm and gentle manner, yet he had been so confident that he had thought this young messenger was easy to deal with. His entire body stiffened, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

"Seems like the lord doesn't plan on leaving any hope for us old men."

Xu Bu did not say anything. Feng Yun, the secretary at the side, slowly spoke up. He looked old and decrepit, with a gentle face and full of energy. There was not a single trace of hostility in him.

The more ruthless a person was, the more people didn't dare to look down on him.

Hearing that, Yan Yuan laughed: "Master, you can't protect your dinner, was it caused by me?"

He did not want to waste more time on disaster relief nor did he want to leave Liu Ruo Qing alone in the county magistrate court. Hence, he wanted to end the battle quickly and did not plan to beat around the bush with these people.

As a result, every word that he spoke was a little overbearing. No matter how warm and warm Feng Yun's acting was, Yan Yuan's words made his face turn black.

The cup in his hand made a creaking sound because he had used too much strength. There was the sound of a cup falling to the ground, startling him so much that he suddenly raised his head.

What was going on? He hadn't even started to throw the cup, who had gone ahead? Didn't they already unite and wait for him to make his move?

In reality, the people in front of him were all startled by this sound. No one had expected to make a move at this time.

By the time they realized who was throwing the cups, the door to the compartment had been pushed open.

A few uniformed men rushed in from outside, surrounding the entire room.

Yan Yuan laughed, looked at the cup he threw down on the ground, then looked at everyone's shocked expressions, and smiled: What's wrong? Aren't you planning to throw a cup as a signal? "Now that I've helped you do it in advance, why are you all still acting like this?"

Yan Yuan's words made the few people's hearts sink. It was obvious that they were outside, but the young man in front of them had a calm demeanor, causing them to feel uneasy.

After a long while, Yan Yuan slowly stood up from his seat, the smile on his face, had already disappeared, and was replaced with a cold and stern look.

"Yizhou Prefect, Dao Altar, Soldier Sima, Secretary, County Magistrate …"

He sneered twice before his cold eyes swept across everyone's faces and mentioned their names one by one. "From top to bottom, layer after layer, they have shaved the skin of all the commoners. This has really broadened This King's horizons."

What Yan Yuan had just said caused everyone to tremble in fear, as they heard it, through gritted teeth.

Especially when these people caught the two most important words from his sentence — — This King.

He no longer calls himself this official but this king. Could it be that he...

Currently, the only people in the court who could call themselves "This King" were the few princes and uncles of the emperor.

And the only people who stood in front of him were Sixth Prince, the Eighth Prince and the Ninth Prince.

No matter which one of them was standing here, they knew that they were dead for sure.

"You … Who exactly are you? "

Sima Xu was the first to recover his voice, his fingers trembling as he pointed at the cold man in front of him, his legs shaking.

"Don't worry, you'll know sooner or later."

As he finished, he put his hands behind his back and walked out of the door step by step. He looked outside and saw thousands of people holding torches, surrounding him.

He walked out step by step with a cold smile. Seeing his imposing manner, no one dared to rush forward.

Only when Feng Yun's voice came through the door did he say, "Seize him!"

When the others heard this, they panicked, "You're crazy, he's the Prince!"

"Do you think that if we let him go now, he will let us go?"

"The sky is high and the Kaiser is far away. How did he die here, it's up to us to decide. The Yizhou's epidemic situation is rampant, the Prince accidentally got infected and died.