Sitting at the desk in the study, Emperor Xuan opened the letter.
My father is well,
Everything goes well for my son and ministers, and the officials have been replaced. It has been raining heavily for several days, and we will soon inspect the water conservancy, collect and suppress the bandits, and then return.
…
Emperor Xuan sighed and stood up after reading the letter, looking at the desk full of memorials in trance.
It took a long time to put the letter away, open a box and put it in it.
There is already a lot of paper in the box, and the handwriting is all written by one person.
Cough cough cough!
There was a fit of coughing when I received the letter.
The pain in his chest reminded Emperor Xuan that some things were irreversible.
Turning the mechanism, the bright yellow imperial edict was taken out.
Emperor Xuan opened the imperial edict and picked up his pen. Ye Wusheng's name was quickly written on the blank imperial edict.
Put things back in their place.
"Recognize people but not orders, understand?"
"you……"
"No matter what happens, protect Wenxi and the Queen from me."
As Emperor Xuan spoke, he looked at the bright yellow corner of the plaque.
After a moment of silence, he waited for a yes.
This sound reassured Emperor Xuan a lot.
He was forced too hard, and now he not only hopes that Wenxi will come back soon, but also hopes that this training can really make him grow up.
This confrontation only lasted three days before Prime Minister Lin was directly pushed into a dilemma.
"Your Majesty, rebels have broken out in many places outside the capital."
"What's the scale?"
"There is a trend of development, that group of people are revolting under the banner of the legacy of the previous dynasty."
"If we continue to indulge, I'm afraid it will become a climate."
"knew."
Emperor Xuan looked at the kneeling Cheng Lin and waved his hand.
"If Your Majesty is in trouble, I am willing to lead troops to quell the chaos."
"It's not easy for you to come alone. Are Wang Qiang and the others trapped?"
"Reply to Your Majesty, yes..."
"Go back home."
Emperor Xuan now felt what was called the persecution of hundreds of officials.
I can't afford to kneel down for a long time and ignore everything.
On one side are the stubborn officials, and on the other side are the remnants of the previous dynasty within easy reach of the capital.
Oh, what kind of legacy from the previous dynasty? As long as there is one alive in the previous dynasty, those aristocratic families will not think of him.
Emperor Xuan looked at the empty study and finally had to compromise.
He can afford it, but the common people cannot.
Prime Minister Lin doesn't mind causing chaos, since the country is not his anyway.
Since the morning court meeting, Prime Minister Lin has been closing his doors to thank guests, claiming to be ill.
Ye Wusheng was even more silent.
Every day when I go to court, I ask for the crown prince.
He is full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and is famous in the country and the country.
The rebel army was just about to start an uprising in the imperial city. These people knew how to establish a prince, and they knew they could not afford to kneel down.
Why don't you see everyone making suggestions at this time? !
With such an aristocratic family and such officials, it is strange that the previous dynasty has not failed.
Emperor Xuan was so angry that his heart ached, his vision went dark and he subconsciously held the desk.
It took a while to return to normal.
Like the deposed prince, he still had to compromise this time.
"Someone is coming."
Hearing the sound, Manager Chang immediately approached the study and pushed open the door.
"His Majesty."
"Important!"
As Emperor Xuan spoke, he wanted to drag out all the people kneeling in the palace and chop them down one by one.
But he can change those officials at will, but these people cannot be replaced easily.
Manager Chang kept his head down until Emperor Xuan sealed the jade seal.
"Go and announce the decree and ask those people to move for me! Otherwise, I'll kill them all."
Manager Chang exited the study with the imperial edict in hand. It was obvious that Emperor Xuan's last words were not just angry words.
"The Holy One has a decree."
Manager Chang watched the kneeling minister open the imperial edict and began to pronounce it as usual.
Everyone who had been kneeling in front of the temple for three days couldn't bear it anymore. They cheered up after hearing the imperial edict.
"...make the second prince Ye Wusheng the crown prince..."
After hearing the results they want, some people don't care about what they are bragging about. They wonder what they can brag about after reading it for a while.
The result is whatever they want to see.
After the imperial edict was announced, most of the officials in the hall fainted.
This imperial edict has to be issued even if the emperor declares the emperor to be emperor. Otherwise, who would do it in such a situation?
If you drag it on, it will really become a climate.
In the Third Prince's Mansion, Ye Wusheng was not overjoyed after receiving the imperial edict, but was calm and indifferent.
Justified.
Prime Minister Lin, who reported his illness, went to court the next day, and the massive rebel army also gradually disappeared due to the actions of officials who "went to court while sick".
So what if Emperor Xuan knew about this outcome?
I can't just grit my teeth and be so angry that I stab them a thousand times in my heart.
"Let them protect people and hide everything."
"yes."
When Emperor Xuan's side was empty, he picked up the tea and poured it down.
"Drink the cold tea. If your stomach hurts, don't rely on me."
Queen Chi spoke before she even entered the door.
Emperor Xuan looked stern, with an embarrassed smile on his face.
As soon as she put down the tea cup, Queen Chi had already entered.
"Don't worry Ping Xia, my body is definitely fine."
Queen Chi glanced at her and said, "Are you angry?"
"That group of people ran faster than anyone else during the war, and now they all seem to be nobler than anyone else."
Emperor Xuan took Empress Chi to sit down and scolded her.
Queen Chi sat next to him and cursed from time to time.
Su Yu waited from a distance and pretended that she couldn't hear anything.
In front of Empress Chi, Emperor Xuan seemed to be still the young man he was when they were fighting together.
The storm and undercurrent in Kyoto did not reach far.
As soon as Qi Yuan recovered from his illness, he received a letter of greeting from Wang Huairen.
The Wang family is still prosperous after thousands of years, and half of the city belongs to the Wang family.
This is truly deep-rooted.
The existence of the aristocratic family still has its significance at least in this era.
Qi Yuan doesn't think that the things he learned in modern times can be applied.
"Your Highness, Young Master Wang is already waiting outside the door."
Cheng Wu couldn't help but soften his tone when talking about Wang Huairen.
This shows the influence of a family like the Wang family.
"See."
After Qi Yuan finished speaking, Cheng Wu went out to call for help.
After a while, Wang Huairen walked in wearing a long green gown.
"The common people pay their respects to His Highness."
Wang Huairen gave a grand ceremony.
"Sit down."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Wang Huairen sat down and showed all his courtesy. He was more than respectful, but not humble.
On the contrary, it makes people feel calm and generous.
"Young Master Wang has a reputation for talent, but have you ever thought about becoming an official?"
Wang Huairen stood up and cupped his hands, "Go back to Your Highness, I have no plans yet."
"It's not bad to be free and at ease."
Wang Huairen's prepared words were stuck in his throat. He looked up and saw Qi Yuan's specious smile.
It's really like praising and envying.
Qi Yuan didn't follow the routine, so he had no choice but to take it on his own.
"Your Highness, please forgive me. Your lack of talent does not mean your unwillingness to become an official."
"But my father didn't allow it. My father thought that it would be difficult to do anything if the government was in chaos."
This time Wang Huairen learned wisely.
Qi Yuan nodded pretendingly.
"Your Majesty has a far-sighted vision."
It was quiet again, and Qi Yuan also looked mentally exhausted.
Only then did Wang Huairen realize what his father meant by being difficult.
"I have just recovered from a serious illness and am in low spirits."
"Cheng Wu..."
see a visitor out.
"Your Highness, do you know that Kyoto is already as deep as a quagmire? What will happen if the Third Highness succeeds?"
Qi Yuan stood up and walked to Wang Huairen.
"How many heads do you have?"
