Most of them have experienced the danger of fighting for the king.
The late emperor once experienced a battle for the king, and it was also because he killed most of the enemies of the Rong Kingdom in the battle for the king, which allowed the Rong Kingdom to survive for thousands of years.
That's right, this battle for the king is a good time to go it alone to kill your opponent.
It doesn't matter if you want to go or not, as long as you are on the list and get the binding of the King of Warring, you don't even need to go. When the time comes to open the Taoist platform, you will be teleported into the Taoist platform by the King of Warring.
It's better to go early, maybe you can get to know a few allies along the way.
However, can His Majesty's mouth be handed over to allies
People are completely hopeless.
The ministers are worried, but His Majesty the emperor doesn't care about it at all.
But at the moment, it is not the problem of worrying about His Majesty kneeling on the Taoist platform, but the inheritance of Rongguo's throne.
In case His Majesty really knelt down, the new emperor's ascension to the throne must be calm and unimpeded, so as to ensure domestic stability to the greatest extent possible.
As a result, the courtiers quarreled even more brutally. The three princes had three supporters, and each of them could come up with justifiable reasons to prove that choosing the prince they supported would make the country more prosperous.
Rong Xian lazily leaned on the dragon chair, casually rubbing the dragon embroidery on the hem of the dress, the gentle smile at the corner of her mouth gradually became unfathomable.
Standing behind Yu Guogong, Shen Jiu kept his eyes on Rong Xian and frowned slightly.
Xiaoxian seemed unhappy.
He glanced at the government hall, which was noisy like a vegetable market, and his brows jumped, and his cold eyebrows were also stained with two points of irritability.
He took a step back and whispered something to Duke Yu.
Yu Su tilted his head and glanced at his father and little nephew, but he didn't open his eyes without saying a word.
After listening to Shen Jiuliu's words, Duke Yu glanced at His Majesty the Emperor, who was on the top of his eyes, and noticed the cold frost slowly condensing under His Majesty's eyes, and immediately coughed in his throat.
This sound, like a big drum, struck a dull and powerful sound, resounding in the hearts of the courtiers.
Everyone knew that this was the warning from the prince, so he stopped immediately, and stood back to his original position obediently. Sven's appearance did not show the sturdy act that he was about to raise his sleeves and fight just now.
The hall was dead silent, and the atmosphere slowly became solemn.
At this time, everyone realized that the emperor who held Qiankun was angry.
I don't know if it was their illusion or not, they could faintly perceive the cold and majestic gaze of the golden dragon of luck lying on the sky pillar in the sea of clouds of luck above their heads.
The courtiers' heartbeats gradually picked up, and they didn't even dare to take a breath.
Rong Yangrou, who was standing beside the dragon chair, clenched his fists nervously, and his palms were all sweaty.
Only now does he truly feel what is the saying of #天子一長, burying millions of corpses, and bleeding scull#.
His mother emperor was very angry, and that invisible coercion could make one's heart more dull, not to mention angry.
The real anger can only be calmed down with blood.
Rong Yang raised his head and seemed to look at a wider world through the palace.
Rong Xian immediately noticed the change in Rong Yang's mood, she raised her eyebrows and didn't say anything.
Whether this country is inherited by the eldest prince or the second prince is a good thing.
She has to admit that her two sons are very good in character and can bear the weight of a country.
Rong Xian looked down at the courtier who was shivering like a quail, and snorted with a smile.
"Why don't you make noise?" A smiling voice spread far from the hall, as if a warm wind came from the mountains and forests, causing the big stone in everyone's heart to quietly fall to the ground.
The solemn atmosphere in the main hall is also like the frost melting on the plateau in early spring, turning into a stream of cold but vigorous water flowing in all directions.
It sounds like Your Majesty is in a good mood.
Rong Xian sighed, with a desolate look on her brows: "I always feel that you have no hope of coming back alive."
Immediately, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and a warm smile dispelled the loneliness, as gentle and calm as always, as if her previous emotions had never existed.
But some people were so distressed that they even frowned.
Some people →_→ refer specifically to Prime Minister Ye.
Xu Shi personally brought His Majesty back from the lower realm, and Ye Wenchun always had an old father's mentality towards His Majesty the Emperor.
Seeing that the cub was unhappy now, the old father's heart prevailed and overwhelmed the distinction between monarch and minister.
He plausibly said: "Your Majesty will surely return to the country safely, and I believe in Your Majesty. After inheriting the throne from Your Majesty, the country will be prosperous, the people will live and work in peace and contentment, and even more, they will expand their territory... Everything is due to His Majesty's victory over thousands of miles. He is a wise man from outside. I believe that the next Daotai battle will not be difficult for Your Majesty."
Yu Guogong and others: "..." I didn't expect you to be such a Prime Minister Ye!
It was also the first time that they found out that Marven Ye could be the prime minister and it was not unreasonable, just look at how beautiful that said.
They prayed in their hearts that His Majesty would not be hit by the Prime Minister's sugar-coated cannonballs, but when His Majesty's happy laughter came out, their shoulders slumped.
One by one, they became annoyed, knowing that His Majesty likes to be flattered and complimented, why are they not active.
Rong Xian curved the corners of her mouth, her smile bright and bright, and her whole body was filled with a cheerful aura. The hall, which had been dark before, suddenly became brighter.
A touch of golden light shone from the sea of clouds of luck and fluttered in the hall, giving people a warm and comfortable feeling of spring breeze and rain and rain, and anyone could see that His Majesty the Emperor was in a good mood.
"I know that the Prime Minister is the one who loves to tell the truth." Rong Xian praised without hesitation.
Ye Wenchun felt the joking eyes of his colleagues around him, took a deep breath, and said with difficulty, "I have such an advantage. If I can win His Majesty's smile, I will be very satisfied."
All ministers: Bah, sycophants.
Before they could follow up to speak, their strength slapped their faces, from 'Bah' to 'True Fragrance', His Majesty the Emperor's gentle voice came out: "After the Taiwei returns to the country, the Taiwei, the Duke of the State, the Prime Minister, and the Imperial Censor Doctor will be sent to you. Assist the crown prince to supervise the country."
After a pause, under the nervous expressions of everyone, she said decisively: "I will announce the return of the eldest prince to the country, and leave the supervision of the country to the eldest prince and the second prince."
All the ministers saw that His Majesty had issued the decree, and none of them went up to persuade without a wink. It was obvious that His Majesty had already made a decision, and they just had to bow their heads and obey.
"No." Everyone said in unison.
Rong Xian glanced down at the crowd and said casually, "If anyone dares to make waves while I'm not here..."
She brushed off her fingernails and said slowly: "I will send that person to see the late emperor. Presumably the late emperor is in the spirit of heaven, and I must be very pleased that someone continues to be loyal to him under the spring."
Hearing this, everyone was silent.
King Yinuo is more important than Jiuding, so it is obvious that His Majesty is not joking.
Those who were thinking about it were temporarily suppressed.
Courtiers: Bah, we are not like you sycophants, we must have the spirit of a scholar.
After seeing His Majesty the Emperor, courtiers: Really fragrant~\(≧▽≦)/~
(End of this chapter)