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... sensed that there was something inappropriate about it.


“You’re the emperor, and your decision about the transfer of my uncle shouldn’t be based on the result of my consultation with my uncle,” observed Ling Zhang, his eyebrows contracting.


Seeing as Yuwen Tong was the emperor, a matter as important as the transfer of someone to the position of Shengzhou governor shouldn’t be left to him and his uncle to use their discretion, although his relations with Yuwen Tong were speci ...

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