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The Crown Prince replied, "Your Majesty, if you destroy the Guo family, remove the treacherous ministers, and slay the rebels, restoring order and alleviating the suffering of the world's scholars, I will swear to follow you until death. I, your son, will remember your teachings day and night and will always be willing to follow the good. If I can pass on the teachings of the sages to future generations, I will be blessed by our ancestors. I dare not claim to share your worries, but only to live up to the Li family's ancestors for eternity."

I replied, "The previous dynasty has ended. Your Majesty has opened a new dynasty and a new imperial examination. He has disregarded the old rules and regulations and has summoned scholars to select talents and promote the new spirit of the dynasty. A minister protects the country and the people, deters the masses, and cares for the emperor's disciples. This is the duty of the Yan family, both inside and outside. I dare not say that I am sharing your worries, but I hope that nothing will go wrong."

Praise the saint's achievements and wish the emperor to meet talented people.

First the East Palace and the Yan family, then the He Nu and the Li Nu.

He Nu bowed, "I hope my father will be selected as a talented person on the list."

I bowed deeply and said, "I wish you good luck in the exam."

I have finished speaking to the prince.

The queen seemed to have forgotten Prince Fu. Her gloomy expression changed and a hint of smile appeared in her eyes.

The Empress said sternly, "The raccoon slave must study hard, and the crane slave must practice diligently."

The two slaves all agreed.

As for the saints, serving the king is like serving a tiger, and I cannot tell what the master is happy or angry about.

King Li was frivolous, and Feng Pu suffered misfortune.

The prince glanced at his uncle for a moment longer, and I naturally understood what the Crown Prince was thinking.

Tomorrow’s family affairs are actually Li’s family affairs.

The prince put away his whip and apologized first.

"I am the young master of the Heavenly Family, and I am the eldest master of the Li Family. If Sanlang has any inappropriate words or actions, it is the fault of me, your son."

"The king is of the right age and married, and Your Highness is in the Eastern Palace, doing everything with the utmost care. How can you take the blame for nothing? Besides, Sanlang has rarely behaved like this before. The relationship within the royal residence is complex, so I think we should first ask the people closest to the king."

I took over and, following the thoughts of the Saint, the Queen, and the Crown Prince, hurriedly threw the blame onto the Feng family and the King's uncle.

"I've always heard that the king's uncle loves to drink. Today, he spoke out of turn in the king's palace. Could it be that the king's uncle..." I said randomly.

The sage exempted the mortals from their laughter, anger, and scolding, and sternly rebuked them: "Sanlang, do not drink during the day!"

A stick was used to whip Li San on the back.

Your Majesty has imposed a punishment, and none of our ministers dare to evade it.

In the hands of a sage, there is solid wood and even more power in the heart of stone.

"Prince Fu, are you still dissatisfied?" asked the saint.

"No." Prince Fu replied.

"Your Majesty, if you still have dissatisfaction? Say it out loud. Your father, your mother, and your brother are all here. Explain yourself quickly!" His Majesty the Emperor asked and reprimanded again.

"I have no dissatisfaction..."

The king replied in a trembling voice. Li San was in pain, but he didn't dare to disobey. He had no dissatisfaction in front of the saint.

Another blow from the stick.

"The saint is punishing you, why doesn't Sanlang give in? The prince is punishing you, why does Prince Fu give in?" The emperor asked sternly.

"My brother is angry and punishes me severely. If I am beaten with a lash, I will be covered in blood. Wouldn't that be ugly? I don't want His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to be too indulgent and cause other ministers to criticize him for being unkind." Li San replied with gritted teeth.

"Under the Emperor, besides the Empress, the Eastern Palace is the ruler. When the Crown Prince whips his whip, who dares to retreat? The Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace is a murderous minister, so who dares to disobey the Emperor's will? Sanlang, you can't tell right from wrong, your literary talent is unclear, you don't understand reason, you don't know right from wrong, yet you have mastered the art of sophistry. How dare you speak nonsense in front of the Emperor and Father?"

Li San didn't dare to say anything more.

The saint repeatedly whipped his own son.

"You disrespect all the Buddhas, Taoists, immortals, Confucianists, saints, Heaven, Earth, the Emperor, parents, and teachers. You are weak outside, fleeing in fear when you see the Guo family, lacking the aura of a king and ashamed of the Li family. You are not kind at home, disobeying your mother, disrespecting your elder brother, not loving your younger brother, not protecting your younger sister, and not knowing how to be lenient with your subordinates. Instead, you respect your uncle, a man of a different surname. Are you the king of the Tian family, or the son of the Feng family?"

"Son, it's the Li family's son..."

"My Sanlang, the one who wants to kill Erlang!"

Sanlang felt guilty and dared not say anything more.

"Sanlang, how did you become such a disloyal and unfilial person?" the sage asked.

"I fought to the death to eliminate the Guo family and risked my life to establish a new dynasty... It was all because of this throne that caused all the trouble!" The emperor and his father looked very painful.

"I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong..."

The Li family sage scolded and punished Li Sanlang severely. Li Sanlang knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, begging for mercy.

Your Majesty has flogged Prince Fu, and then the Feng family.

The emperor, holding a scepter in his hand, walked around Uncle Feng, who was curled up in a ball and trembling all over.

"The Empress doesn't show favor to the Feng family's ministers, the Crown Prince doesn't respect his uncle as Prime Minister, and the Li family doesn't serve you as a relative, so you hold a grudge and instigate the princes to fight for the throne. You want to support Prince Fu as the new emperor of Shaoyang, your Crown Prince Feng!"

"I dare not, I dare not, I dare not... I dare not even if I die... I am drunk, I am drunk, I dare not drink again, I dare not..."

Feng Qing flatly denied it, saying that this was a serious crime of treason and no one in the world dared to take responsibility for it.

Your Majesty raised his foot, and I dared not move, and the king's uncle was kicked repeatedly.

King Li was at fault, and Feng Pu took the blame.

Whether Prince Fu was guilty or not, the Feng family was guilty or not. In the eyes of the saint and the queen, it was all the fault of the uncle of the emperor.

The saint threw the ball stick at Li San's feet and said, "Take it, get out of Taiji Palace and go back to your Fuwang Mansion."

Li San felt pain and touched the dead wood that symbolized imperial power.

The matter ends here.

Unexpectedly, the sage said, "If the Empress and I do not favor He Nu and Li Nu, wouldn't we be a tyrant emperor and an incompetent empress? If we appoint you as crown prince instead, the Li family will become slaves, the country will change hands, and the world will be destroyed. How dare you compete with the emperor's two slaves for favor?"

The sage mentioned me and the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace, and the emperor's words stirred up a resentful feeling in Prince Fu.

Li San dropped his bat heavily.

"I am dissatisfied, I am very dissatisfied!" Prince Fu knelt on the ground, about to express his dissatisfaction.

Since Prince Fu was dissatisfied, the Queen Mother of Lizheng Palace ordered everyone outside the palace to come in and listen.

Palace maids and eunuchs, men and women, knelt on the ground.

At that moment, it was not Empress Feng who chose the crown prince, but a heartbroken mother who cruelly abandoned the ungrateful child she had raised.

"Liu Lang, why don't you move?" asked the queen.

The King of Yue, who was outside the palace, took a step forward upon hearing the sound.

The tail of Liu Lang's robe brushed against the high threshold. He looked down at the ground, his figure avoiding the light.

The King of Yue entered the palace, and still stood apart from the Saint, the Queen, the Crown Prince, the Prince of Fu, and the Princess.

Li Liu did not raise his face, his hands were like porcelain, his feet were like pottery, fragile and motionless.

The king, ministers, slaves, and officials all regard this as their duty.

On that day, Prince Fu smashed the shell to kill the turtle, burned the severed head incense alone, and claimed to be the God of Lu. He recited every word and set a fire that burned down the Taiji Palace and flooded the city of Chang'an.

The sage loved and respected the Li Dynasty the most and cherished his country and people the most.

What the queen values ​​most is her eldest son, the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace.

What the prince cares about most is his position as the prince.

It would be best for the King of Yue to stay out of the matter and protect himself. Princess Leyang likes a kind father and filial son, a loving mother and a harmonious family, and friendly brothers and respectful younger brothers the most.

Uncle Feng loves power and status the most.

What the palace people cherished most was their precarious lives.

Baodai cares most about the Shen family's merchant background, but what I care about is still the reputation of being a bastard.

Li San opened his mouth to pour out his sorrow, which actually dried up the last drop of family affection in the royal family, and also destroyed the love between father and son, mother and son, brothers, and husband and wife.

I dare to assert that on that day, in Lizheng Palace, except for the Princess of Yue, everyone wanted to execute Li Sanlang immediately.