It was another morning when the sun had not yet completely penetrated the clouds. Outside the palace hall, the ministers had already lined up in an orderly manner and were waiting.
Their faces were filled with fatigue and worry, and they had little interest in the upcoming morning court session.
The ministers waited in the court until the flowers were about to wither, and only then did they see the late Emperor Jingxi staggering onto the throne.
It has become their daily routine to guess how late Emperor Jingxi will be.
Everyone could keenly sense that compared to the vigorous and high-spirited emperor a few years ago, the state of His Majesty who now appeared before them was extremely terrible.
Although the former Emperor Jingxi could not be called an absolutely diligent monarch, he would never be late for the morning court like he is now.
In the past, he was at least serious about state affairs. It was rare for him to yawn all morning in the solemn court, looking listless and absent-minded.
Nowadays, it has become extremely difficult to discuss state affairs in the court.
Because Emperor Jingxi always showed great uncooperativeness, he often ignored the reports and suggestions from his ministers, acting like a hands-off boss.
This kind of scene often occurs.
The ministers were speaking passionately and eloquently about state affairs in the hall, but Emperor Jingxi was particularly indifferent and didn't listen at all.
As the minister waited for his answer, he yawned and said nonchalantly, "I didn't hear you clearly just now. Please say it again."
It is obvious that their Majesty has lost interest and enthusiasm in court affairs and has focused all his attention on studying how to achieve immortality.
They take elixirs whenever they have time. Fortunately, they are not forced to take elixirs, otherwise they would have made an effort to replace the emperor quickly.
There is not a single minister who truly considers the future and destiny of Daxia without sighing in his heart.
Among those emperors in history who were obsessed with taking elixirs in pursuit of immortality, which one was able to live to be a hundred years old and have a good beginning and a good end?
Although such an idea is somewhat outrageous, if Emperor Jingxi continues to be so stubborn and unrepentant.
The ministers still hoped that he could leave this world as soon as possible, go to the underworld to reunite with the ancestors of the Qu family, and hand over the world to the next capable monarch.
After all, if the Great Xia continues to be governed by their emperor who is becoming more and more confused due to drug addiction, the country will probably be destroyed soon.
They don't want to become slaves of a conquered nation at all, and they don't want the country that their ancestors worked so hard to build to be destroyed in their generation.
Many ministers hoped that the position of crown prince could be established as soon as possible so that he could take over state affairs after Emperor Jingxi stepped down.
Now, there are only two princes left who are qualified to be the crown prince.
Time is running out and the situation is critical. If we delay any further, perhaps these two princes will also meet with accidents.
Your Majesty, can you give me a clear answer as to whether the third prince or the eighth prince should be made the crown prince?
Even the Minister of Rites, who was usually the most Buddhist, could no longer remain calm and silent.
The morning court session began, and he started his daily routine of every morning court session - begging the emperor to appoint a crown prince.
The Minister of Rites stepped out of the queue, saluted respectfully, and said earnestly, "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince's affairs concern the safety of the country. This matter..."
Unexpectedly, before he could even finish his words, Emperor Jingxi yawned, waved his hand impatiently, and said casually, "Oh! In that case, then make Xiao San the crown prince!"
These words were like a bolt of lightning.
All the civil and military officials in the court were stunned by this sudden decision.
Everyone stared with wide eyes, stunned at the man at the top who looked increasingly old and haggard.
Some ministers couldn't help but scratch their ears, wondering if they had heard it wrong.
Your Majesty actually said he wanted to appoint a crown prince? This is simply unbelievable.
Some people subconsciously looked outside the hall and thought to themselves: The sun doesn’t rise from the west, does it?
Oh, it’s cloudy today and there’s no sun.
For a moment, the court was silent and the ministers looked at each other, wondering why Emperor Jingxi was so easy to talk to today.
When the court heard Emperor Jingxi say that he wanted to make Prince Jing the crown prince, the atmosphere suddenly became subtle, and some ministers couldn't help but hesitate.
There was hesitation and confusion in their eyes, and they began to think and weigh things in their hearts.
In fact, they were more inclined to let Prince Yong, who was very famous in the northwest, ascend the throne than Prince Jing, who had made no achievements and was mediocre.
For many years, Prince Jing has been mediocre in the court and has never shown any remarkable talents and wisdom.
No matter how you look at it, Prince Jing doesn't seem like a good emperor who can govern Daxia well.
Prince Yong was the most unexpected.
In the past, he was not conspicuous in the palace. In fact, because he grew up outside the palace and did not return to his ancestral home until he was in his teens, many people did not notice him.
But when he went to the north, he was like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, gradually showing extraordinary abilities and outstanding talents.
In the northwest, Prince Yong dispatched troops to resist the invasion of foreign enemies, safeguarded the peace of the border, and won the love and support of the people.
The ministers were whispering to each other in the court, their faces solemn, their hearts full of hesitation and entanglement.
Finally, one of the ministers took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to stand up.
He straightened his clothes, took a step forward, clasped his fists and bowed, saying:
"Your Majesty, Prince Jing has been mediocre and underwhelming in many matters for many years, making it difficult for others to see his outstanding talents and sense of responsibility. As such, he does not seem to be the best candidate for the Crown Prince."
After the minister finished speaking, beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.
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