The Ning Wang Mansion is a family of generals.
He has been the top military general in every dynasty!
Although Ning Que had never participated in a court meeting, he knew the rules. A court meeting was an extremely solemn occasion, so etiquette was required. No rash actions or whispering were allowed. Otherwise, the ceremonial officer patrolling behind him would be unforgiving.
"quiet--"
"Your Majesty has arrived—"
Manager Hu’s loud voice rang out.
The palace gates on both sides closed at the same time.
The imperial gate in the middle was pushed open.
All the ministers looked outside the palace gate at the same time.
Emperor Feng was sitting on a dragon chariot, being carried by eight warriors across the steps. He was now wearing a dragon robe, a crown with tassels on his head, and a sword at his waist.
After entering the palace gate, all officials stood up and bowed at the same time.
"We pay our respects to Your Majesty!"
"Long live His Majesty, long live the Great Feng!"
Kneeling and bowing were rare in the Dafeng Dynasty. After its founding, it advocated for joint rule with the literati. The ruler and his subjects were considered equal, hence the saying of enfeoffment and appointment as prime minister. It was important for subjects to bow to the ruler, and the ruler to bow to his subjects.
"Gentlemen, please excuse the formalities!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
All officials took their seats.
The emperor was sitting upright on the imperial couch.
His eyes swept over these people one by one.
In the end, it fell on Ning Que.
He smiled, a rare gesture, and said, "I'm sure you all know this. Today is the coronation ceremony for the new Prince of Ning, and I'm asking you to be witnesses. Minister Cao, this matter is still under the responsibility of your Ministry of Rites."
"Your Majesty, I have objections!"
Emperor Feng looked at Tian Zhongxun and frowned.
Finally waved.
"Don't worry if you have any objections. Wait until the coronation is over."
"I think it's better to make it clear first."
Tian Zhongxun walked out slowly.
He didn't give the emperor any face at all.
"King Qi!"
"Your Majesty, do you still remember the oath Emperor Wen swore by beheading a white horse?" Tian Zhongxun turned, his gaze fixed on Ning Que, and said in a cold voice, "Emperor Wen once swore to the old Prince Ning that he would inherit the throne and live with the country forever. If you want to inherit the title, you must have made great contributions to the country!"
"May I ask you all, what are the achievements of this young Prince Ning?!"
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