Ji Dong was held by Zhao Wujiang and walked into the morning court hall step by step.
The other courtiers looked surprised, but they didn't ask anything.
After all, what can they do with this scene of a loving uncle and a filial nephew?
But they were confused, didn't Prince Qing support the crown prince? How could he be so close to His Royal Highness Prince Yin? Could it be that King Qing changed his mind?
If that were the case, it would be a big deal and they would have to inform other colleagues.
In the main hall, Ji Tang has not yet arrived.
But Prince Ji Boying was already standing, straightening his body and looking solemn.
Hearing the movement, Ji Boying turned around and took a look, his eyes froze.
I saw his good brother supporting his good uncle and coming in together.
He did not think that his good uncle Ji Dong had fallen in love with Ji Bochang, because Ji Dong's face was a little ugly, and his eyebrows were full of anger with nowhere to vent.
The three of them looked at each other, and Ji Boying smiled lightly and said:
"Uncle Emperor, fourth brother."
Zhao Wujiang nodded, lowered his head slightly, and asked softly in Ji Dong's ear:
"Uncle Dong, I heard that there were riots in your previous fiefdom, causing a lot of chaos?"
Ji Dong wanted to leave, but his cultivation seemed to be restricted by something, making it difficult to move significantly. He nodded helplessly.
Zhao Wujiang's eyes were deep and he smiled:
"Did the prince instruct you?"
Prince Qing Ji Dong froze.
Everything was as expected by Zhao Wujiang, he continued:
"Did the prince tell you why he did this?
I think, no. "
Ji Dong's eyes trembled, how did Bo Chang know?
"Uncle Dong." Zhao Wujiang looked harmless and friendly, like a junior who cares about his elders:
"It seems that the prince does not regard you as one of his own."
Ji Tang's eyebrows were angry, and he kept comforting himself in his heart, sowing discord, sowing discord! Bo Chang must be sowing discord, and Bo Ying must have his own reasons for doing this!
"I can only tell you that if you continue to get involved, you will only be in trouble."
Zhao Wujiang's tone was calm and he let go of his hand.
To be precise, he was not sowing discord, he was simply telling a fact.
The ancestor worship ceremony and the immortal golden body were over, but not completely over.
Some truths have yet to be revealed.
"Hmph!" Prince Qing Ji Dong snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and stayed far away. His eyebrows were full of anger, but he did not dare to step forward.
This morning, Zhao Wujiang really didn't want Ji Dong to side with the prince.
At least he didn't want Ji Dong, as the leader, to be the first to side with the prince.
With Ji Dong's reputation in the royal family of the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty, after taking the lead, there will be many responses.
When he was not 100% sure that Ji Tang was on his side, Zhao Wujiang had to minimize the force caused by the accident.
That's why he tried to shake Ji Dong's inner thoughts to weaken the forces that would directly stand beside the prince this morning.
If things go against his wishes in the end, he can't stop Ji Dong from being the first to step forward.
Then he can only take that step.
More and more courtiers arrived at the court, and everyone stood in line according to their official positions.
Not long after, Ji Tang walked over.
After not seeing him for many days, Zhao Wujiang could tell at a glance that Ji Tang was weak now, the kind of weakness that meant his life was about to end when his oil was exhausted.
But Ji Tang still maintained the final majesty, still full of imperial aura, and sat on the throne.
"Long live my emperor."
The ministers were greeted.
Long live is not only the dream of a mortal emperor, but also the dream of Ji Tang.
But if you want to live long, you need at least supreme cultivation.
Even for the black turtle with the longest lifespan in the demon clan, three thousand years is already the limit of his lifespan before he reaches the supreme realm.
After the salute, Prince Ji Boying began to report on some government affairs during this period.
He was clear and methodical. When reporting, he did not cover up King Yin's achievements, and even praised King Yin's ability to assist the government.
The courtiers nodded and showed admiration.
Ji Tang, who was sitting on the dragon chair, also smiled and nodded, but his eyes were filled with complex expressions.
