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Chapter 1010 Be good, call me again

Before Shen Zhaoyi went crazy, she would often call his name in private.

She usually just calls him Qinghan, and when she is in a particularly good mood, she will also call him Xiaohan.

Later, after Shen Zhaoyi passed away, no one called him by his name anymore. Everyone called him the Third Prince, and later he became the Crown Prince. Now, when everyone sees him, they respectfully call him His Majesty the Emperor.

No one has ever called him Ahan.

These two words are more intimate than Qinghan, but they don’t have the teasing meaning like Xiaohan.

Perhaps Xixi is the only one in the world who can say these two words so naturally.

This is Xixi's unique nickname for him.

Only she can shout, and only she can shout.

Luo Qinghan felt as if someone had gently scratched his chest, a little itchy and a little soft.

He couldn't help but put his arms around Xixi, lowered his head close to her, and spoke softly.

"Be good, yell again."

In response to him, he heard Xixi's steady breathing.

She fell asleep again.

Luo Qinghan sighed softly and kissed the top of her head.

Hugging his beloved, he felt extremely at ease and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning at court, the hail incident became the focus of discussion among the ministers.

Everyone expressed their opinions, and the conversation was quite lively. The emperor listened quietly most of the time, occasionally responding. But even so, no one dared to ignore this overly handsome young emperor.

When the emperor first ascended the throne, some people took advantage of their seniority and tried to challenge the new emperor's authority.

As a result, those people were either dismissed from office, transferred to distant places, or even the grass on their graves was overgrown.

In short, no one has a good ending.

Having learned so many lessons, the court officials no longer dared to underestimate the emperor.

In addition, the emperor vigorously promotes young talents, which shows that the emperor now does not value family background and qualifications. What he values ​​more is real talent and hard work.

This led to a strong sense of crisis among the veteran officials in the court.

They were afraid that they, the old waves, would be beaten to death on the beach by the waves in front, so they all tried their best to show themselves.

This was the case today. No matter whether they were old officials or new nobles, anyone standing in the council hall was actively planning countermeasures. The atmosphere was much better than the deadpan one before.

With everyone's joint efforts, a response plan for hail disasters has been developed. All we have to do now is implement it.

Luo Qinghan was about to announce the adjournment of the court session when a stubborn censor stepped out of the queue and spoke in a loud voice.

"Hail is a natural disaster. According to custom, every time a natural disaster occurs, the emperor must go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple to apologize to the ancestors and issue a self-blame edict to the people of the world in order to stabilize the people's hearts. I beg Your Majesty to follow the custom, report to the Imperial Ancestral Temple, and issue a self-blame edict!"

After saying this, he knelt on the ground and bowed deeply.

For a moment, the meeting hall was silent.

Everyone concentrated and held their breath, not even daring to breathe too loudly.

In fact, this unwritten rule existed not only in the Great Sheng Dynasty but in all dynasties. Whenever a natural disaster occurred, the emperor had to take the initiative to take responsibility, report it to the Taimiao, and issue an edict of repentance to express his regret to God, hoping that the disaster would stop and that there would be good weather and good harvests in the future.

However, everyone knows that there is little practical significance in doing so.

The so-called reporting to the Taimiao and issuing an edict of repentance were nothing but acts of deceiving oneself and others.

Therefore, at today's morning court, almost everyone tacitly chose to ignore the matter. They wanted to pretend that nothing had happened, so as not to displease the emperor and bring unnecessary disaster upon themselves.

Who would have thought that there would be such a stubborn censor, who was like a blind man, completely unable to see the current situation, and just opened his mouth to break the window paper.

The originally harmonious and beautiful atmosphere was completely disrupted.

There was only silence and awkwardness in the meeting hall.

Countless people cursed the censor in their hearts, saying, "Why not just live a good life? Why did he have to seek death?"

Luo Qinghan was indeed somewhat unhappy.

Natural disasters are not controllable by human power. He does not think it is his fault, nor does he think that issuing a confession of guilt can bring peace to the country.

Instead of spending time on these fancy things, it is better to put more effort into doing practical things.

He sat upright at the top, looked coldly at the censor kneeling on the ground, and spoke in a calm voice.

"You have a point, but I have been too busy lately and have not been feeling well. I don't have time to go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple in person. I can only ask the King of England to make this trip for me. As for the edict of apology, I will talk about it after I am done with this busy period."

After saying this, he stood up and walked out of the council hall without looking back.

Everyone respectfully saw the emperor off.

In the Royal Palace of England.

Luo Yechen looked at the imperial edict that was sent to him with a confused look on his face.

"Why should I go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple to apologize to my ancestors? What does this have to do with me?"

Cao Nuo held the imperial edict in both hands and said with a smile: "Your Majesty has been busy with state affairs recently and really cannot spare the time to go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple. I can only ask Your Majesty to do it for me."

Luo Yechen had a look of being screwed: "But why did it have to be me?"

Cao Nuo: "Your Majesty and Your Majesty are brothers, and they are of the same blood. There is really no one in the world who is more suitable than Your Majesty to be your replacement."

Luo Yechen: “…”

Just because he and I are brothers, does that give him the right to cheat me?!

You stinky brother, you have no humanity!

Cao Nuo reminded: "Your Majesty, please accept the order."

Luo Yechen resisted the urge to speak sweetly, took the imperial edict with both hands, and bowed in the direction of the palace unwillingly: "Thank you, Lord, for your grace."

Cao Nuo completed the task successfully, flicked his whisk, and walked away leisurely.

Luo Yechen threw the imperial edict aside and was so angry that his face turned green.

Bu Shengyan asked someone to make him a cup of chrysanthemum tea to help him cool down.

Luo Yechen didn't want to drink tea, he just wanted to curse.

Bu Shengyan comforted him, "Don't be angry, Your Majesty. It's just a trip to the Imperial Ancestral Temple. Just think of it as going out for fun. You usually go out for fun anyway."

Luo Yechen said angrily: "How can this be called a joke? I am going to the Imperial Ancestral Temple to kowtow to my ancestors and admit my mistakes, but what did I do wrong? Why should I admit my mistakes? I don't accept it!"

He has no part in being the emperor, but when it comes to admitting mistakes, people think of him.

He doesn't want to be the scapegoat!

Bu Shengyan knew that this guy's rebellious mentality had come out. The more she tried to persuade him, the stronger his rebelliousness would become.

So after coaxing the child for a few words, she stopped and asked someone to bring the little silly boy over.

Seeing the treasure smashed, Luo Yechen's attention was immediately diverted.

He and Bu Shengyan were circling around the little fool.

The more he looked at his son, the cuter he became. Even the bubbles of his saliva were so translucent and crystal clear. Luo Yechen was filled with joy at the sight, and even the anger in his stomach disappeared.

After Luo Yechen calmed down, he thought about going to the Taimiao to confess his crime. Although he was still somewhat dissatisfied, he did not resist as much as before.

Just like the princess said, just think of it as going out for some fun.

It's just a formality anyway.

(End of this chapter)