Chu Heng was being held by Su Yingxue as he ate his meal, pondering. Lord Zhuo, as a pillar of the state, even if he covered for the Imperial Consort once, the emperor wouldn't kill him.
He still needed to be utilized heavily.
But it was necessary to sound a warning, so making him stay in the dungeon for a while longer would serve. During this time, the political affairs could be assisted by Lord Lu Mian. On one hand, this would pressure Lord Zhuo, and on the other, it could also cultivate Lord Lu Mian's abilities.
One must know how to recognize talents and put them to good use in the royal court.
Moreover, Lord Lu Mian's method of handling affairs was different from Lord Zhuo's—he was more insidious.
It was better to let him think of ways to do things behind the scenes.
Chu Heng understood all this, but it was difficult to talk to the emperor about it.
He was afraid the emperor would call him a monster.
"Hehe, you are indeed a little monster!"
