"Why don't they agree?" Yang Ruxin glanced at everyone curiously. "Do they think they are wiser than the Emperor?"
The crowd's breath hitched immediately; does this woman know what she's saying?
"Utter nonsense." An old man with graying hair snorted, "You're just a farmer's daughter with some medical skills. How can you receive such high rewards? Aren't you afraid you can't handle it? You're probably misleading the Emperor! We can't be deceived by you..."
Yang Ruxin looked at the old man, "May I ask who the elder is?"
"I am Wang Minxue." The old man's attitude was somewhat arrogant.
"So it's the Left Vice Censor-in-Chief, sir." Yang Ruxin quickly stepped forward and made a curtsy, a gesture of respect from junior to senior. In reality, if they were to talk rank, she's a legitimate third-rank, while the Vice Censor-in-Chief is a subordinate third-rank. The old man should be paying his respects to her.
Wang Minxue frowned slightly but accepted it calmly.
