The courtroom suddenly erupted into chaos, leaving everyone dumbfounded.
No one expected Mr. Lu to openly admit it.
Can't you even try to defend yourself?
What will become of His Majesty?
How can we still stand on the moral high ground and point fingers?
Smack!
An elderly scholar from the Hanlin Academy gave himself a hard slap, wincing in pain.
"Is this... Am I dreaming?"
The Deputy Minister of Revenue, Mr. Qian, was as if petrified, his jade tablet clattering to the ground unnoticed.
He mechanically turned his head towards his colleague: "Mr. Li... pinch me..."
"Ouch!" Mr. Qian jumped in pain.
"You really pinched me!"
The courtroom descended into turmoil, with a few old ministers pushing each other, resembling onlookers in a market brawl.
"Mr. Wu!
"What... what exactly is going on?" The Assistant Minister of Justice clutched a colleague's sleeve, his voice altered.
Mr. Wu, an elder statesman, pinched his own thigh hard, wincing in pain: "An illusion!"
