Chapter 1499 Grand Prince Festival

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Yan Qi is very curious.

The status of the Eight Wise Kings is different, second only to the Emperor.

When the emperor was in poor health, he was responsible for handling many important court affairs.

Therefore, he usually accepts other people's memorials.

But today, he actually wanted to submit a memorial.

Isn't this strange?

The emperor looked at the Eight Wise Kings and asked, "What do you want to report, brother?"

The Eighth Sage King said slowly, "In one month, it will be the death anniversary of the prince."

When the emperor heard this, his expression became extremely unnatural.

Feeling depressed.

Extremely low.

The Eight Wise Kings were silent for a while, looking into the melancholy eyes of the emperor, and he was very excited. "The prince died in the battle in Hongcheng, and he was inexplicably sad. Over the years, I often dreamed that the prince sat on my lap, playing with him for fun." .Yesterday, my brother dreamed that the prince was standing on the top of the city, waving the battle flag. His free and uninhibited expression was still vivid in my mind."

Having said this, tears streamed down from the eyes of the Eight Wise Kings.

The emperor couldn't hold it any longer and choked with sobs, "Brother, what on earth are you going to say?"

The Eight Sages King said, "I have a heartless request. Today is the anniversary of the death of the prince. I want to hold a grand ceremony for the prince. The first is to summon the prince's soul. The second is to relieve my longing for the prince. The third is that Dahua is now under attack from both sides." , and suffered a major defeat, and their morale was low, so we just took advantage of the opportunity of the Prince's Grand Ceremony to boost morale and cheer for the soldiers."

The emperor murmured in a low voice, "My brother is going to hold a grand ceremony for the crown prince. But... holding it in this way will waste time and money and affect people's livelihood..."

"emperor!"

Yang Ke came out and knelt down, "I believe that the prince is a role model and a totem of our country. His bravery and decisiveness are worthy of our great officials to learn from. The wise king wants to hold a grand ceremony for the prince, and I give my full support."

"Furthermore, Your Majesty does not have to worry about wasting money and people. I am willing to sell my house to fund the Prince's Festival. I am also willing to call on the servants and maids to provide additional manpower for the Prince's Festival."

"In short, the prince is the pride of our Dahua. As long as I can summon the prince's soul, I am duty-bound and willing to devote all my efforts."

These words were spoken sincerely.

Both voice and emotion.

The emperor felt sour in his heart.

"Prime Minister Yang, what are you..."

Tang Hanxiao also knelt down on the ground, "I am also willing to sell my house to contribute money and effort for the prince's grand ceremony."

"I am willing to pay."

"Whatever you need me to do, I will be very angry and will never refuse."

"Your Majesty, please do not refuse."



The ministers huffed and knelt down for a long time.

Even An Sihai and Zhao Qing were moved and knelt down to plead for mercy.

Finally, all the courtiers in the audience knelt down.

Only one person stood upright.

Like standing out from a flock of chickens.

Extremely conspicuous.

Who is this person?

Besides Yan Qi, who else could be so stylish?

Yan Qi watched the courtiers in the audience kneel down in large numbers, with a playful smile on his lips, and shook his head slightly, full of doubts in his heart.

There is nothing normal about this.

Yan Qi always felt that there was something going on here.

He was tempted to object.

However, the deal is already done, and it is impossible to object if you want to oppose it.

That's thankless.

Because the emperor cares about the prince.

Now, the Eight Wise Kings called for a grand ceremony for the crown prince, but the emperor showed no objection.

If you don’t object, that’s approval.

In addition, the ministers contributed money and efforts, and did not need a penny from the court.

The emperor has no reason to object.

However, there is definitely something fishy about this matter.

Yan Qi is determined!

The emperor looked at the ministers kneeling on the ground and said, "As ministers, please get up first."

The Eight Wise Kings knelt at the front: "Brother, the prince is the idol of Dahua and the role model of the ministers. All the ministers are proud of the prince. The prince's grand ceremony is being held this time, and the ministers have contributed money and efforts, which further confirms the prince's prestige." Blessings are everywhere. Brother Emperor, please grant me permission. If you do not allow the ceremony to be held, I will kneel in the hall and never get up."

"Why!"

The emperor thought for a while and waved his hand, "Then do it as the emperor brother wants. However, remember to be extravagant and wasteful, and be frugal in everything, you know?"

"I sincerely follow the teachings of my royal brother."

The Eight Wise Kings stood up, excited.

The ministers also got up.

The emperor coughed lightly, "Okay, if there is nothing else, let's disperse. Oh, by the way."

The emperor pointed at Zhao Qing, "Zhao Shangshu, you are the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, responsible for foreign affairs. This time, Yan Qi is a special envoy to Goryeo, and you must accompany him."

"yes!"

Zhao Qing responded, "I will definitely cooperate with Shangshu Yan to strive for the best interests of Dahua."

The emperor gave a few words of advice, but was exhausted. He staggered back with Ruian's support.

Yan Qi thought of Cao Chunqiu's painting.

A patch of peach and plum trees.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva is faintly visible.

Yan Qi said, "Your Majesty, I have something that I want to present to the Emperor alone."

The emperor coughed violently several times.

He was indeed tired and low on energy, so he didn't hear clearly what Yan Qi said.

The Eighth Sage King was alert and winked at Ruian.

Ruian was anxious to help the emperor get down.

Yan Qi saw this scene and secretly remembered it.

The Eighth Sage King warned, "Yan Qi, the emperor is not in good health and does not have the energy to receive you. If you have something to do, just tell me and I will handle it as appropriate."

How could Yan Qi tell the Eight Wise Kings?

"Haha, King Xian, I just want some travel expenses. This is an official business, so I can't pay for it out of my own pocket, right?"

"Also, when I go to Korea as an envoy and represent the official government, I should always be given some honor guards to build up my momentum. Is this request too much?"

"this……"

The Eight Wise Kings were a little confused.

Unexpectedly, Yan Qi asked for such trivial matters.

If I had known earlier, I would have stopped talking.

The Eighth Sage King hesitated, "Oh, if you want to equip an honor guard, just go directly to the military headquarters to find Zhang Yongwu. He is responsible for everything in the military headquarters."

How could Yan Qi let the Eight Wise Kings go?

Since you are willing to talk too much, you must be responsible to the end.

Yan Qi wrapped around the Eighth King like a plaster, "The King Xian made it clear just now, if I have anything to do, I will go to the King Xian, and the King Xian will solve the problem for me. Now, I propose to equip a guard of honor to bring prestige to Dahua Zhuangzai. But the king asked me to go directly to Zhang Yongwu. Did the wise king not ask about this? Did he just answer and ignore it? Or maybe the eight wise kings couldn't control Zhang Yongwu, so they could only push back, six, two, five, and let the matter pass? "

"You... Yan Qi..."

The Eight Wise Kings were squeezed out by Yan Qi and had no choice but to do so.

I had to pinch my nose.

"Okay, I will write you an approval note. You can go to the military headquarters to find Zhang Yongwu to ask for someone."

"Thank you, King Xian."

Yan Qigong held up his hand, "However, just having an honor guard is not enough. Where are the personnel and military supplies? Who should I turn to to solve the problem of eating, drinking, and defecating?"

The Eighth Sage King was a little annoyed, but he couldn't ignore it. "Take this king's approval note. For money, go to the Ministry of Household Affairs, and for food and grass, go to the Military Ministry."

"Thank you so much to the Eight Wise Kings. The Eight Wise Kings are so awesome and always keep their word."

Yan Qi thanked the Eight Wise Kings and left.

The Eighth Sage King looked at Yan Qi's retreating figure and gritted his teeth, "Hmph, you dare to go against me? Let you be arrogant for a few days. When you come back from Goryeo, you will really have to stay away from the court, haha. ."

Yang Ke came over and said in a low voice, "The prince's great sacrifice has come true, it's wonderful."

The Eight Wise Kings lowered their voices and asked, "Have you found the person...?"

Yang Ke smiled sinisterly, "I've found him, he looks very similar to the prince."

"very good."

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of the Eight Wise King's lips.