Xiang Chong was stunned.
what? What?
Did Fan Li speak human language? Why can't I understand a sentence?
Although Xiang Chong was the biological son of Empress Dowager Li, a nobleman of the Xiang family, he was not the son of the late emperor after all, so he was sent out of the palace early and sent to the sect to practice.
His cultivation talent is good, but he is not familiar with all the systems and laws of the Great Chu Court.
What does it mean to stay away from court?
What does it mean to praise and worship without a name?
It took Xiang Chong a long time to figure out the meaning of going to the palace with swords and not kneeling when he saw you. However, the more he thought about it, the more awkward it became.
Who gave Fan Li this power?
He is the most powerful traitor in Chu, and he can actually go to the palace with a sword.
If Fan Li planned to kill the king, wouldn't he have weapons ready? ?
"No! I don't agree. These privileges of yours must be withdrawn!" Xiang Chong said immediately.
Fan Li was not angry at all after hearing this.
He nodded and smiled: "Okay, that is to say, Your Majesty is going to remove me from my position as prime minister and deprive me of my title as Duke of Jin?"
"Ah? I didn't say anything..." Xiang Chong was a little confused.
Eunuch Chen couldn't stand it any longer and reminded him quietly: "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister has the honor of the Three Dukes, and the Duke of Jin holds the high position of a duke. Anyone who holds these noble positions can indeed enjoy privileges according to the Great Chu ancestral system. Can you deny Fan Li? privileges is tantamount to dismissing him from office."
"Depend on."
Even Xiang Chong knew that removing Fan Li from his position now would only paralyze the entire Chu Kingdom.
The holy masters of the Pure Land of Fanyin could kidnap Xiang Ning, but they could not replace Fan Li and support Dachu's military and political economy.
He waved his hand irritably: "It doesn't count just now, just pretend I didn't say it."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Fan Li was still smiling.
The emperor has golden words.
On the first day Xiang Chong went to court, his words were useless and he slapped himself in the face.
Seeing this scene, the civil and military officials looked at Xiang Chong with less respect.
Xiang Chong himself felt aggrieved.
He murmured in a low voice: "Which turtle grandson established such an unreliable ancestral system?"
"Forehead……"
Eunuch Chen wanted to explain, but he still held back.
Since it is an ancestral system, of course it was established by the ancestors.
Calling the overlord Xiang Yu a turtle grandson, Eunuch Chen suspected that Xiang Chong was the first person since the founding of the Chu Kingdom.
"Well, today is my first time in court. Dear ladies, do you have anything to report?"
Xiang Chong was not in a hurry after a bad start.
The emperor's ability to rule the people relied on his majestic talent, strategy, and emperor's temperament.
He believed that as long as he personally managed the government, he would naturally be able to subdue his officials, benefit the people, and then bring the world to its center.
"Everyone can just speak freely, and if you have any difficult government affairs, you can ask me for instructions." Xiang Chonghao said proudly.
Under the imperial steps, the civil and military officials were unusually quiet.
Except for Fan Li, who looked at him with a smile, the other officials looked like clay and wood sculptures.
"What do you mean? Why don't you do something? Do you look down on me!?" Xiang Chong said angrily.
Seeing that he lost his temper, Da Honglu, one of the nine ministers, came out.
"Oh? Dahonglu is in charge of the etiquette of worship, court appointment, banquets, and suburban welcomes for the kings, princes, and subordinate tribes. Does Ai Qing have any government affairs in this area?"
In recent days, Xiang Chong had stayed up late and studied, and at least he had memorized the authority and responsibilities of most officials in the DPRK.
He deliberately rushed to say it, of course to show off.
Da Honglu is nearly a hundred years old, with gray beard and hair.
He left the office tremblingly and knelt at the foot of the imperial steps.
"Your Majesty, the weather in our country is going smoothly, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, the military is fully equipped, and the people are prosperous... There is really nothing that needs to be done."
Xiang Chong listened to the first half of the sentence and thought that Da Honglu was going to flatter himself.
After hearing what he said later, he almost jumped up and cursed!
"fart!"
Xiang Chong cursed in his heart, but he remembered that Dahonglu was also from the Xiang royal family and was still his grandfather's generation, so he had to hold it back.
"Isn't what Da Honglu said right? Da Chu has thousands of miles of land and hundreds of millions of people. How can it be that there is nothing to do? Just step back and let me ask the question myself!"
After waving away the grandpa Da Honglu, Xiang Chong began to call the names.
"Where is the Lieutenant?"
Deliberately ignoring Fan Li, the prime minister, he went to the Taiwei, one of the three princes.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the smile on Fan Li's face getting weirder, and even the civil and military officials began to whisper among themselves.
"what happened?"
Xiang Chong also noticed something was wrong.
"Your Majesty, it has been many years since our court had a lieutenant." Fan Li said with a smile.
"What?"
Xiang Chong blushed.
No wonder the ministers reacted so strangely, wasn't it embarrassing for me just now?
He said angrily: "The important affairs of the country lie in the sacrifice and military affairs! Our court does not have a Taiwei, so who will be responsible for so many important military and political affairs?!"
"I am responsible."
Fan Li only answered with three words, and Xiang Chong instantly lost his temper.
But Fan Li still reported honestly: "I have been acting as the Taiwei since the beginning of the first emperor's dynasty."
He glanced at Fan Li with a resentful look, feeling that this guy was the Bodhisattva in the temple. He was really untouchable and could only be offered to him cautiously.
"Ahem! Put the military affairs aside for now. Where is the Imperial Censor? The Imperial Censor is in charge of the Imperial Censor. He has the important responsibility of supervising all officials and administering the laws of prisons. I want to ask the Imperial Censor for political advice!"
Xiang Chong said, looking away from Fan Li and searching among the civil and military officials.
However, he found that Baiguan's expression was still weird.
Depend on?
Isn't it?
Xiang Chong's mouth trembled as he saw Fan Li take a step forward.
"I am responsible. Since the beginning of the late emperor's dynasty, I have also performed the responsibilities of the imperial censor." Fan Li said with a smile.
"...Aren't you tired?" Xiang Chong couldn't help but ask.
Fan Li shook his head: "I am willing to work hard and die for the sake of the great Chu Dynasty."
Just do your best, please die quickly!
This was what Xiang Chong was thinking at the moment, but he still had to praise: "Prime Minister, you have worked hard."
"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty."
Fan Li could see how unhappy Xiang Chong was, but he didn't care.
As a powerful minister, isn't it reasonable to combine the power of the three princes into one body?
"Your Majesty, if you have any questions about the authority and responsibilities of the imperial censor, you can ask me." Fan Li said.
Xiang Chong shook his head.
I won’t ask anymore, I’ll get annoyed when I see you.
I can't count on Sangong, but there is still Jiuqing, right?
Xiang Chong suddenly remembered that all the high-ranking officials of the Nine Qing Dynasties had other people, and it was impossible for Fan Li to hold a part-time job anymore.
"Um...Da Sinong, have you come to court today?"
Xiang Chong finally became more cautious and was careful when asking questions to avoid further embarrassment.
A middle-aged official stood up from the courtroom.
"Your Majesty, I am here." Da Sinong knelt on the ground.
It wasn't Fan Li. It was indeed not Fan Li. Xiang Chong was so moved that he almost cried!
"Ai Qing's body, Ai Qing...what's your surname?"
Xiang Chong wanted to get close to the great minister, Nongtao, to show his cordiality, but he found that he couldn't even pronounce his name.
He really wanted to slap himself!
What's wrong with asking? Why ask his name?
Upon hearing this, Da Sinong kowtowed again and replied: "How dare you praise me in front of Your Majesty? I am a humble minister Sang Yang."
"Oh, Sang Aiqing!"
Xiang Chong quickly put the embarrassment behind him and started showing off again.
"This, this, Da Si Nong is in charge of finance. In recent years, our Chu state's treasury has been full and the people have become rich. You have done the most great work!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Sang Yang's old face blush.
"Your Majesty, it has only been a month since I was conscripted by the imperial court to serve as a chief agricultural officer..."
