Chapter 397 The Princess from the Cold Palace Who Was Sent to the Throne (8)

Wen Xingzhi and Chi Yunjian paused at the same time, and did not speak for a while. They did not kneel down to acknowledge the monarch's identity, but they did not object either.

The ministers standing behind them looked at each other in confusion, and for a moment they did not dare to act rashly.

The civil officials began to whisper to each other, discussing in low voices the "prince" who had suddenly appeared.

The generals stood in a guarded posture with swords in hand, looking around vigilantly, as if guarding against any unexpected situation that might occur.

Just like that, the entire Chenghui Palace fell into a weird atmosphere.

After a long moment, Wen Xingzhi broke the silence. He slowly spoke, "Since this 'prince' is the late emperor's descendant, then according to our ancestral family law, 'he' is indeed qualified to inherit the throne."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a slight commotion in the court.

"but--"

The civil officials were certain that Prime Minister Wen would not so easily allow a "prince" of unknown origin to become their new monarch.

His "but" made everyone prick up their ears.

Wen Xingzhi paused and continued, "This 'prince' has never been revealed to the public before, and the court officials know nothing about him. They have no idea of ​​his talents and strategies, nor do they know his literary and martial arts accomplishments."

At this point, Wen Xingzhi suddenly changed the subject: "To become the monarch of Daning, bloodline alone is not enough."

"A monarch must be able to stabilize the nation through civil arts and repel enemies through military force. This prince is still young, so I'm afraid he needs some serious training."

Wen Xingzhi's words were so eloquent that the atmosphere in the court became a little solemn.

"Your Majesty has loyal ministers and good generals, and all the civil and military officials will teach you. Practice makes perfect. I believe that Your Majesty will get better and better in the process of governing the dynasty." He Liming immediately retorted with a sneer.

"If you are a piece of rotten wood, the entire court of civil and military officials may not be of any use to you."

The voice gradually became softer as the "boy" looked at him sideways.

Wen Xingzhi paused, then changed the subject and said, "I would like to ask to be your Majesty's teacher and teach you how to govern the country well."

Chi Yunjian's sword-holding hand suddenly froze.

He Liming's expression also became extremely ugly, and he looked at Wen Xingzhi suspiciously.

That disgusting face that looks lofty and bright, but actually hides a lot of conspiracy and intrigue.

Would Wen Xingzhi be so kind?

Could it be? Did he discover something...

He Liming couldn't help but feel alert.

Time is running out, and He Liming had no intention of letting Qingwu dress up as a prince, so there might be some flaws in her outfit.

Being a prince might make him easier to accept from those pedantic old ministers.

But when He Liming said she was a prince, almost no one would refute her, and no one recognized her identity along the way. At most, she was considered a little thin.

But Wen Xingzhi had so quickly acknowledged Qingwu's identity and wanted to be her master...

What is the purpose of hearing, doing and stopping?

He Liming couldn't help but fall into deep thought, and he began to re-examine Wen Xingzhi's every move.

The officials of Wen Xingzhi's faction were also very surprised.

Wen Xingzhi's words were equivalent to acknowledging the identity of this "prince" and intending to teach him?

Just by relying on the blood test, Wen Xingzhi easily acknowledged the identity of the "prince"...

Even directly addressing 'him' as "Your Majesty"?

Wen Xingzhi actually felt that he was very strange too.

But he attributed this strangeness to the sense of disorder in which the unexpected happened and upset his plans.

For Wen Xingzhi, he has always been accustomed to keeping everything firmly under his own control.

The development of any matter should be within his expectations and proceed smoothly according to the track he set.

But now, the appearance of this "little prince" has thrown his plans into chaos.

However, since it has been confirmed that this "little prince" is indeed the descendant of the late emperor, it does not seem completely impossible to temporarily hand over the throne to "him".

As the emperor's teacher, he can naturally provide guidance on everything.

Whether this "little prince" is a puppet chosen by He Liming, or something else...

In the end, he can only give birth if he wants him to.

Want him to die...

In the stalemate atmosphere, a deep and cold male voice was heard again, with an equally astonishing momentum and an unmistakable arrogance.

"If that's the case, then I, your humble servant, would like to offer my services. With my martial arts skills, I should be more than capable of teaching Your Majesty."

Chi Yunjian took a step forward, and the black armor on his body collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

The Cloud-Breaking Sword at his waist seemed to sense his master's fighting spirit and began to hum slightly.

The ministers behind him were silent.

General Chi, a man of extraordinary martial arts prowess, invincible, capable of defeating a hundred enemies alone, and even overshadowing his lord...

That's indeed enough.

Those generals who had been "taught" by Chi Yunjian couldn't help but tremble at this moment, as if the terrifying feeling many years ago suddenly attacked them again.

I couldn't help but mourn for the new king in my heart for a few seconds.

He Liming's expression became increasingly ugly.

He had a bad feeling in his heart, feeling that something was beyond his control.

No, maybe from the first moment he saw the princess, he changed all his thoughts in an instant, and everything was out of control.

but......

At least, Wen Xingzhi and Chi Yunjian have both acknowledged Qingwu's identity.

What happened next...

He Liming's eyes moved slightly.

In the silent air, everyone's eyes were focused on Xinjun.

The new king, who was at the center, bent slightly.

"Thank you... Master."

The 'young man' had a slightly troubled look on his face, as if he didn't know how to address him.

I don’t know who to call.

...Who are you calling Master, little lamb?

Chi Yunjian couldn't help but frown. His eyes fell on the new king's slender waist, but some strange thoughts flashed through his mind at an inappropriate time.

He could easily grasp such a slender waist with just one hand.

Horseback Archery...

Won't it break him?

Wen Xingzhi's eyes grew darker, but he remained silent.

In this way, Wen Xingzhi postponed the coronation ceremony of the new emperor on the grounds that the previous emperor had just passed away and Your Majesty needed to observe mourning.

During this period, Wen Xingzhi and Chi Yunjian served as imperial tutors, teaching the emperor both civil and military strategies.

He Liming was appointed as the emperor's eunuch, responsible for handling all the emperor's internal affairs.