Everyone trembled slightly, afraid that the Son of Heaven, Xuanyuan, Chen Mo, would act the same as before. Of course, not everyone was so unreliable, so someone immediately said, "The officials of the imperial court, for the backbone of the country, the mainstay of the country, can help the monarch share his power. He will be the center of communication between the outside world and the capital, and the officials of the imperial court, not a single person has value and cannot be ignored." This official was clearly saying that the officials were not to be easily killed. They had a very important position and use.

Following the first person's answer, all the officials nodded their heads and a second person answered bravely, "Reporting to Your Majesty, although the officials are not unique, they occupy a very important position in the country. If the country is compared to a machine, then you, the emperor, are the driver, and the imperial court's cultural relics are the important hubs of a machine's head."

"Your majesty, a hundred officials is the structure of a nation, a small structure within a broad framework. Only a hundred officials can listen to the imperial edict, and in the shortest time possible, distribute the imperial edicts along with some comrades. It is of incomparable importance."

"Your Majesty, a hundred officials of the imperial government …"

"Your majesty, there's a hundred officials in the imperial government who are incomparable …"

"Your Majesty, a hundred officials …"

"Your majesty, a hundred officials in the civil and military fields are the core of a nation …"

As the first person and the second person replied, all of the officials immediately stopped fearing them and began to answer their questions in succession. Everyone's words were reasonable, they were the truth, the truth, the truth, the truth, and what the Son of Heaven, Xuanyuan Chen Mo, could not deny.

The Son of Heaven, Xuanyuan Chen, slightly nodded. His eyes lit up, but there was no trace of emotion in them. It was hard to tell what he was thinking.

A moment later, the Son of Heaven, Xuanyuan Chen, stepped forward and spoke again, "Speak. Everyone will say that everyone knows about this matter. However, which one of you has succeeded?"

At this moment, the expression of the Son of Heaven, Xuanyuan, Chen Mo, gradually darkened. He walked around the officials and shouted, "Bastard, all of you are bastards. I really don't know what use is there to raise you all. Ah? A good news doesn't tell a bad news, right? The people at the borders do not live peacefully, and there is no fixed place for them to live. They don't even get to eat.

Hearing Wen Tianzi, Xuan Yuan, Chen Mo's, angry rebuke, the officials were speechless. They were all surprised, wondering how the Son of Heaven, Xuan Yuan, Chen Mo, knew about this. All of them were frightened, no one dared to utter a word. What a joke, this was the time when the Son of Heaven, Xuan Yuan, Chen Mo, was in a rage. Whoever said anything now would be courting death.

"Hmph!" The Son of Heaven, Xuanyuan Chen, let out a cold snort and shouted, "All of you who are upright and serving the Emperor are fart. The people at the borders are displaced, the people do not live in peace, there is no place to live, and you can't even eat.

"Bastard." The more the Son of Heaven spoke, the angrier Chen Mo got. He kicked a jade bottle beside him down and cursed loudly, "Why would we raise you? Why should I raise you? I am the majestic Xuanyuan Kingdom, with its vast territory and abundant food and clothing, yet now I am holding the lives of the commoners at the border. Why is it that no one has told me why not? For such a situation to occur in our Xuanyuan Kingdom? "Why?"

"Bang!" The jade vase fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. All of the officials felt a chill in their hearts and didn't dare to speak up. Who dared to disobey the Son of Heaven? Who could withstand the Emperor's rage? He could only wait until the breath of the Son of Heaven, Xuanyuan Chen, died down a little before he could speak again.

"Also, how much of the two hundred thousand silver taels that I gave out for the relief officials during the last border pestilence ended up in the hands of the victims?" The Son of Heaven, Xuan Yuan, Chen Mo, shouted.