Huh? The Tyrant Cries After My Inner Thoughts Were Exposed!-Chapter 14: How Innocent the Children Are

"Isn’t it just so! Despite being the Assistant Minister of Rites, he teaches his son like this."

"I can’t tell if Miss Mu is lucky or unlucky."

Mu the Libationer, drunk and furious, almost rushed up to hit someone, slamming the table and standing up, pointing at Vice Minister Du and roaring, "You Du! Your family bullies too much!"

The scene was getting chaotic. The Empress glanced at the Emperor, who was sipping his wine, squinting as he watched, apparently having no intention to intervene, letting these courtiers make a fuss.

Junior Minister Lian sneered sarcastically, "Vice Minister Du’s ability to discipline his son truly puts us to shame."

Those nearby chimed in, "Vice Minister Du, not that we’re saying, but you do need to put more effort in disciplining your son."

"Yes, indeed, child-rearing is no small matter..."

Vice Minister Du snorted coldly, "Why do you need to comment on the affairs of a young son? I, the Assistant Minister, will certainly take more control!"

Su Juan almost laughed herself to death hearing this.

[He’s better off restraining himself than his son!]

[The son’s behavior reflects the example set by his father, doesn’t it?]

Guests’ eyes widened. Could it be that the Assistant Minister of Rites has some dark dealings himself?

Many stared at the screen, as if trying to urge Su Juan through it, eagerly thinking, why does she always stop halfway in what she says!

The Assistant Minister of Rites looked as if he was being strangled, clutching his wine cup tightly, panic rising in him. Impossible, impossible, how could Su Juan, a woman secluded in the boudoir, possibly know...

Yet uneasiness gnawed at his heart, his trembling hands causing the teacup to shake.

Even the Emperor was piqued, reaching for some snacks, only to remember there weren’t any at present.

He sighed in regret.

The Empress felt that since Su Juan had been around, the Emperor had changed somewhat. In the past, with such commotion among ministers, he would’ve thundered in anger.

Below, everyone was getting anxious, hoping Su Juan would explain things quickly.

[You, as a father, have seven or eight mistresses outside. No wonder your son learned from you and is soon expecting a child. A family tradition, you might secretly be pleased. What restraint is needed?] 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

The crowd was wide-eyed with shock – this, this, this—

"The Assistant Minister of Rites is nearly seventy, isn’t he?"

"Heavens! Still so active?"

"Having one mistress isn’t enough, but seven or eight? His resources must be vast!"

The Emperor squinted, resources vast?

Vice Minister Du’s legs went weak, his aged face turning from red to white, "Nonsense! It’s all nonsense!"

[He finds it a pity that of those seven or eight mistresses, several died, each from difficult childbirth...]

Vice Minister Du felt a chill in his heart!

Liu Miaoying sipped her tea, glancing at Su Juan through the corner of her eye.

Su Juan continued eating her pastries, occasionally glancing over the screen before calmly returning to her desserts. Who could’ve thought she was stirring up such chaos from across?

[It turns out Madam Du arranged for quack doctors in the shadows. She knew many such vicious methods. When he later learned of it, he dared not offend his own wife, pretending ignorance. A sinner, paired with a feigned deafness — a perfect match.]

The crowd reached an epiphany—so it was Madam Du! What a sin!

The Emperor furrowed his brow, reflecting on his own childless state. Vice Minister Du was wrong, but the child was innocent, and Madam Du was truly cruel.

[In his younger days, he needed support from Madam Du’s family, promising eternal devotion with sweet words. Once he gained some prestige, he discarded the wife who toiled alongside him...]

"I once thought Mr. Du and Madam Du were truly affectionate, but it was all a façade!"

"Earlier, I even held Mr. Du and his wife as examples for my sister and her husband. How unlucky, ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!"

[The couple has much blood on their hands! The bloody remains still lie buried in the backyard of the Du Family Manor, ten miles outside the city.]

"How innocent the child is!"

"This couple—aren’t they just monsters..."

The Emperor coughed, pretending ignorance, yet with underlying displeasure, "Why are you all making such a clamor, my dear ministers?"

Su Juan instinctively looked up, [Ah, the Emperor is seeking accountability from the Assistant Minister of Rites?]

[Indeed, over the years, how much has he embezzled, using it to buy houses and keep mistresses. Land isn’t cheap in the Capital City, the Emperor must have known, likely waiting to catch him red-handed.]

The crowd was shocked: embezzlement!? How dare the Assistant Minister of Rites!

The wise emperor—nothing escapes his ears and eyes.

The Emperor snorted lightly and flicked his sleeve. Yes, the eyes and ears of my throne span the world, how could I not know?

He dispatched messengers to the Du Family’s estate outside the city, determined to uncover evidence.

Normally, the Assistant Minister of Rites loved to lecture others, offending many colleagues. Now caught at fault, everyone seized the opportunity, embellishing stories about him.

The colleagues were eloquent, seemingly speaking lightly but with deep implications, pushing Vice Minister Du further into a pit.

One stone after another came crashing down.

Especially Mu the Libationer, whose every word dripped with blood and sorrow, stirring anger in the hearts of the listeners.

The Old Emperor frowned, "Minister Du, do you have anything to say in your defense?"

The Assistant Minister of Rites stumbled and immediately fell to his knees, "Your Majesty! I have been licentious, but I never abused or humiliated those women—it was all my wife’s doing; I was not aware! I plead for Your Majesty’s discernment!"

Madam Du had not attended the banquet due to illness today.

The Old Emperor gestured for someone to bring Madam Du into the palace.

Su Juan had finished her pastries and wiped her mouth with a cloth, still not content.

The Empress noticed Su Juan’s empty dish, ordering more pastries to be sent to her.

Su Juan had an inexplicable fondness for her, just wanting to treat this young one better without knowing why.

Su Juan narrowed her eyes, [The Empress is such a kind person. To say the least, the Old Emperor chose well.]

The Old Emperor appreciated the comment.

[The pity is that there are no sons or daughters, the Crown Prince selection is too much deliberating... Ah, how the Du couple harms innocent children, it’s infuriating to compare!]

The Empress’s gaze dimmed, her heart sinking.

The Old Emperor’s eyes grew cold.

Being childless had always been his pain, and Madam Du’s misdeeds were unbearable; the Vice Minister condoned it, truly vile!

Liu Miaoying coughed lightly, starting a conversation with Su Juan to divert her thoughts, worried she might attract trouble.

Madam Du was quickly brought up, and the remains had been unearthed. The couple, fearing death, quarreled on the spot, their voices sharp and loud, giving the Old Emperor a headache.

Unable to bear it, the Old Emperor ordered the couple to be imprisoned on the spot, waiting for the murder cases to be clarified and seeking evidence of Vice Minister Du’s embezzlement before sentencing them.

The courtiers knew well that Vice Minister Du’s case was a nailed coffin, with no salvation.

Su Juan hadn’t expected that attending a banquet would not only mean delicious food but also such a drama; it was beyond worthwhile!

[In the future, I should venture out more, lest I miss such a grand play—what a pity that would be!]

[Yet it’s strange, logically, Vice Minister Du shouldn’t have been caught so soon. Miss He must be reconsidering marriage now; it seems unlikely.]

Liu Miaoying: "..."