Han Yanhui felt a surge of anger in his heart; scholars value propriety, justice, honesty, and shame, and they emphasize serving the court. Yet this ignorant woman, who hasn't studied, dares to criticize scholars so harshly—truly detestable!
Ye Xinyan looked back at Han Yanhui without a trace of fear. If this were in the Imperial Court or a public setting, she indeed wouldn't dare to speak such words. Right or wrong, it's always hard to defy public outrage, isn't it?
But things were different now; besides herself, there were only three people present.
The foremost was the Emperor—the supreme boss of the world. The Emperor did not care which class benefited as long as the dynasty remained stable, the State Treasury full, and national power strong. Ideally, His Majesty would be remembered in history, which was his greatest concern and desire.
