SBCEJM -Chapter 11 Trash Like This Deserves to Die!

Feng Zexuan’s anger shot straight through the roof.

【Holy shit! Absolutely not!】

A second ago, she had still been respecting other people’s weird fetishes. Now she just wanted to twist Zhou Huaili’s head clean off.

【However he wants to play his kinky little roleplay games, however he wants to cuck himself—I can respect that! That’s his freedom!】

【But embezzling river dike repair funds? Unforgivable!】

【If the Yongding River bursts its banks, what happens to the tens of thousands of people downstream?! Those are living, breathing human lives!】

【Just for a few lousy cosplay outfits, just to satisfy his disgusting perverted desires, he sold off his conscience too?!】

【Scum like this deserves to die!】

Boom—!

The air inside the Golden Throne Hall instantly froze.

If the “cuckold fetish” from earlier had merely shocked the officials and made them want to laugh—

Then the revelation about “embezzling river repair funds” filled everyone with dread and fury.

Upon the dragon throne, Xiao Juechen’s expression darkened so much it looked ready to drip ink.

Imperial wrath erupted instantly.

The terrifying pressure of the emperor’s authority descended over the hall like Mount Tai collapsing from above.

Funds for river control were the people’s lifeline!

They were also the very foundation of the Great Xia Empire!

Whoever dared touch them was making an enemy of the emperor himself—

And an enemy of the entire realm!

Xiao Juechen suddenly raised his eyes, his sharp gaze stabbing into Zhou Huaili like swords.

Who cared about his damn ventriloquism?

Who cared about his absurd cuckold fetish?

Compared to embezzling river repair funds, those things were nothing!

This was a crime worthy of exterminating nine generations of one’s clan!

Feng Huai’an, who had been carefully observing the situation the whole time, suddenly narrowed his eyes.

The timing had arrived.

This melon of Xuan’er’s had been perfect! Absolutely perfect!

It was like handing him a knife directly!

Without further hesitation, Feng Huai’an strode out from the ranks, swept his robes aside, and dropped to his knees.

His voice rang through the hall with force and clarity:

“Your Majesty! This minister impeaches Assistant Minister of Works Zhou Huaili!”

“This man is morally corrupt, shameless beyond measure! He treats the laws of the court as nothing and casts aside the lives of the people like worn-out shoes!”

Every word Feng Huai’an spoke struck like a blade.

“As far as this minister knows, Vice Minister Zhou has recently been living in extreme extravagance, spending recklessly. His official salary could never support such expenses!”

“This minister has reason to suspect that he dared to extend his black hand toward the public funds allocated for repairs to the Yongding River dikes!”

“Over fifty thousand taels of silver, Your Majesty! That is the life-saving money of hundreds of thousands of citizens downstream!”

“I beg Your Majesty to thoroughly investigate the Ministry of Works’ accounts immediately and severely punish this parasite of the nation, so as to serve as a warning to others!”

Feng Huai’an’s impeachment was utterly ruthless.

Every word slammed into Zhou Huaili like a sledgehammer.

With a thud—

Zhou Huaili’s knees gave out.

Unable to support himself any longer, he collapsed onto the floor like a heap of mud.

His face was paler than a corpse’s.

It was over.

All over.

He had never imagined that his most secret and shameful fetish would become the death warrant that destroyed him.

Xiao Juechen’s icy gaze locked onto the trembling heap on the floor as he slowly spoke.

His voice carried barely restrained thunderous rage.

“Zhou Huaili… do you know your crime?”

The emperor did not even give him a chance to defend himself before turning his head.

“Wang Dehai.”

The chief eunuch immediately stepped forward and bowed.

“This servant awaits Your Majesty’s command.”

“Transmit my decree! Strip Zhou Huaili of his official hat and throw him into the imperial prison immediately!”

“Order the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple and the Minister of Justice to conduct a joint investigation together with the Ministry of Revenue! Thoroughly inspect every account related to the Yongding River repairs under the Ministry of Works!”

“Not a single coin may be overlooked!”

“If any embezzlement is uncovered, punish the offenders severely! No mercy shall be shown!”

The emperor’s decree amounted to a political death sentence for Zhou Huaili.

Two palace guards rushed forward, seized him, and dragged him out of the hall like a dead dog.

His official hat rolled onto the floor, and one of his boots came off as he struggled pitifully.

It seemed he had finally snapped out of his terror. He began thrashing wildly, shrieking like a pig being slaughtered.

“Your Majesty! I’ve been wronged! Wronged!”

“It’s Feng Huai’an! Feng Huai’an is taking revenge for personal grievances and framing this humble minister! Your Majesty, please see clearly!”

Tears and snot streamed down his face.

Even more disgusting was the suspicious yellow puddle left behind on the golden floor where he had collapsed moments earlier.

Feng Zexuan covered her nose in disgust.

【Ugh!】

【He pissed himself already? What pathetic mental fortitude.】

【Your guts were huge when you were embezzling money, so why act like some innocent little rabbit now?】

【And you still dare bite at my father when death’s already knocking at your door? What, you think being a ventriloquist master means you can spew shit all over the Golden Throne Hall?】

Feng Huai’an merely snorted coldly and ignored Zhou Huaili’s accusations.

Why bother arguing with a man already doomed to die?

Zhou Huaili’s desperate screams gradually faded outside the hall.

The palace once again sank into oppressive silence.

Every official kept his head lowered, cold sweat pouring down his back.

Just minutes ago, a vice minister of the Ministry of Works had still been passionately delivering speeches.

A few minutes later, he had become a prisoner.

Zhou Huaili’s downfall served as a warning bell to everyone present.

Perhaps corruption could once be concealed.

But now, there was a walking “melon-eating” demon in court.

No one knew who would be the next unlucky bastard targeted by her gossip system.

The way the officials glanced at Feng Zexuan had already shifted from apprehension to outright terror.

What kind of newly appointed Third-Ranked Scholar was this?

She was clearly a living King of Hell who could claim lives at any moment!

Completely unaware of the officials’ inner panic, Feng Zexuan was currently bargaining with the system.

【System, aren’t you guilty of false advertising? An SSS-rank pervert melon is only this much?】

【Sure, embezzling river repair funds is explosive, but somehow… the perversion level still feels lacking? It doesn’t deserve an SSS rating.】

The system chuckled slyly.

【Host, don’t rush. The beauty of Zhou Huaili’s melon is that it’s a chain melon!】

Feng Zexuan’s eyes lit up instantly.

【Oh? Pull out the radish and bring up the mud? There are accomplices?】

【Spill it already! Who is it?】

The system replied:

【You think a mere vice minister would dare embezzle fifty thousand taels all by himself?】

【The waters in the Ministry of Works run very deep.】

【His direct superior, Minister of Works Zhang Tai—that’s the real big fish in this corruption chain!】

Feng Zexuan’s gaze immediately began searching the court.

Very quickly, she locked onto the middle-aged man standing at the front of the Ministry of Works officials.

He was slightly plump, wore a benevolent expression, and constantly smiled.

【Zhang Tai? He looks pretty kind and charitable. Like a smiling Buddha.】

The officials’ hearts all skipped a beat simultaneously.

Here it comes!

The living King of Hell had begun harvesting souls again!

Her gaze… had landed on Minister of Works Zhang Tai!

Zhang Tai was over fifty years old and well-maintained. He enjoyed excellent popularity within the court.

But now, feeling Feng Zexuan’s almost tangible stare—as well as the collective attention of the entire court—the smile on his Buddha-like face instantly froze.

His heart pounded violently, cold sweat pouring out nonstop, though outwardly he still appeared calm.

The system sneered:

【Looks can deceive, Host. This Zhang Tai is the truly ruthless one!】

【Out of the fifty thousand taels Zhou Huaili embezzled, thirty thousand were used to “pay respects” to him!】

【And the whole scheme of using shoddy materials for the Yongding River dikes? That was Zhang Tai’s idea in the first place! He pocketed a full two hundred thousand taels from it!】

Feng Zexuan sucked in a sharp breath.

【Two hundred thousand taels?!】

【Damn, what an appetite! Compared to him, Zhou Huaili’s just a little brother among little brothers!】

【No wonder this got rated SSS-level. It’s a whole corruption ring!】

On the dragon throne, Xiao Juechen’s fists clenched so tightly that veins bulged across the backs of his hands, his knuckles cracking audibly.

Two hundred thousand taels.

The Minister of Works.

What a “pillar of the nation.” What a “smiling Buddha.”

His empire was being hollowed out by parasites like these!