89 Prince Min
Xiao Juan was very busy and did not want to waste time here. He waved his hand.
“Break the door open.”
The people in the Imperial College did not expect Prince Lang to be so rude and unreasonable. They were both surprised and angry. They wanted to step forward to stop him, but they were easily pushed away by the Eagle Guards.
Meng Xizhou strode forward and kicked the door open.
The Chancellor in the room trembled in anger.
He pointed at the Prince of Lang and cursed.
“This is the directorate, a place to read holy books. How dare you bring people to barge in? Do you still have any justice in your eyes?!”
Xiao Juan couldn’t be bothered to argue with him. He threw the list in front of him and asked coldly.
“Did you approve these prohibited books?”
Without even looking at the list, the chancellor pointed at the door and said angrily, “Get lost. You’re not welcome here!”
He was old now, and half of his body had already been buried. Therefore, he was not afraid of the Eagle Guards. At most, he would die.
Xiao Juan said, “I know you’re not afraid of death, but what about your students and family? Can they not care about life and death like you?”
The expression on the official’s face changed drastically.
His finger was trembling violently as he pointed at Duke Lang. He was clearly furious to the extreme.
Xiao Juan stood upright and looked at him expressionlessly.
In the end, the Chancellor was defeated.
Even though he was familiar with the holy books and was extremely famous among the literati, he was still a mortal. He had people he cared about.
Suppressing his anger, he picked up the list and scanned the titles. He spoke stiffly.
“The Prince of Min sent these books. He said he wanted to publish a few. I read the contents of the sample book and thought it was okay, so I approved them.”
“Do you still have the sample books?”
The Chancellor turned and walked into the inner room. He took out a stack of books.
He slammed the book on the table and snapped.
“They’re all here!”
Xiao Juan casually picked up a book and opened it. Although the title was the same, the content was different.
This meant that the book sent by Prince Min to the Chancellor for review was not consistent with the content of the book that was finally put on the market.
Was it intentional? Or was someone using the Prince’s name to cause trouble?
This matter still had to be investigated.
Xiao Juan left the directorate with the Eagle Guards.
After that, they went to Prince Min’s Mansion.
According to seniority, Xiao Juan had to address Prince Min as Uncle.
Prince Min had a strange personality and usually lived in seclusion. His greatest hobby was studying the Dao of longevity.
He was wearing a loose Daoist robe and holding a horsetail whisk. He had a white beard under his chin, and he really looked like a sage seeking immortality.
“My son hasn’t been well recently and can’t see guests. If you have anything to say, just talk to me.”
Xiao Juan said, “This matter concerns the anti-government poetry case. The emperor values this case very much. I have to confront your son face to face.”
Prince Min frowned, clearly displeased by his toughness.
“My son has always been obedient. He will never be involved in an anti-government poetry case. If you don’t have conclusive evidence, please leave.”
With that, he flicked his sleeve and turned to leave, leaving Xiao Juan behind.
Xiao Juan said to his back.
“Uncle, do you want me to enter the palace and ask the emperor to send your son to the Justice Department for interrogation?”
Prince Min stopped in his tracks.
He turned to look at Xiao Juan, his eyes filled with anger.
“Are you threatening me?”
Xiao Juan said, “I’m just doing my job. Please understand, Uncle.”
Prince Min laughed in anger. “I can’t afford to be called Uncle by you, lest I get into trouble!”
With that, he shouted at the butler, “What are you waiting for? Hurry up and call the prince over!”