Yang Luoyang's eyes narrowed as he faced Zheng Liang. The court held its breath, waiting for his response.
"Your Highness," Yang Luoyang began, his voice steady and confident, "I firmly deny these baseless accusations. My years of loyal service speak for themselves."
He paused, sweeping his gaze across the assembled ministers before continuing, "These so-called 'discrepancies' are nothing more than administrative errors, blown out of proportion by inexperienced eyes."
Zheng Liang's jaw clenched, his eyes flashing with barely contained anger. "Inexperienced eyes, Minister Yang? Are you suggesting that Prince Zheng Xiang is incompetent?" He paused, his voice growing colder. "Or perhaps you're accusing me of being incompetent, unable to make a fair judgment?"
The court fell into a hushed silence, the tension palpable as they awaited Yang Luoyang's response.
