When the two pigeons came back with the reply, they were still very angry, so they took the opportunity to shit on King Kang's head.
And they also went to Song Jiujiu to complain.
Song Jiujiu had just woken up, his chubby face was still confused, and he had no idea of the current situation.
When she heard the little pigeons' complaint, she walked up to her father with a proud and confident look to support the two little pigeons.
"Daddy, you're bullying pigeons!"
Prince Kang, who was watching Prince Jing and Prince An reply to their letters, hummed, "Jiu'er, Daddy is not bullying the little pigeons. Daddy is just anxious to let them deliver the letter.
Tell them not to be angry and not to go to the toilet on daddy's head.
Daddy will prepare their favorite food for them as an apology."
Song Jiujiu was satisfied after hearing this.
"Coo."
Okay, for the sake of the two-legged beast cub, we will forgive you.
"Coo."
But next time if you disturb us sleeping, I will shit on your head again! Humph!
After cooing, the two pigeons rubbed Song Jiujiu's chubby face affectionately, flapped their wings and went back to catch up on their sleep.
Song Jiujiu threw herself into her father's arms and looked at the letter with her eyes wide open.
The content of the letter was quite simple.
King Jing and King An both agreed to proceed according to the plan, and also set the date and place.
The imperial study in the palace three days later.
[Are we going to do it in the Imperial Study? I thought Daddy and the uncles would choose a location outside the palace.]
In this way, officials and common people can also watch.
As long as Grandpa shows up, the truth will be revealed. 】
Song Jiujiu looked at the letter and muttered to herself.
King Kang ruffled the little fat boy's hair.
He had thought so before, but his father was a little too worried.
I didn't agree with his idea.
.......
The old emperor has not attended the morning court for some time due to health problems.
Even the memorials were piled up in a small pile without being reviewed.
On this day, Eunuch Fuquan brought back a pile of memorials to the inner hall.
"Your Majesty, there are more and more memorials.
I wonder how you're feeling? The adults are urging you to review the memorials as soon as possible.
The weather has been nice these past two days, and the adults would like to invite you to attend the morning court tomorrow. I heard they have a lot to report."
Eunuch Fuquan lowered his head and relayed what the officials said.
The old emperor's face turned dark and gloomy.
He snorted coldly and deliberately threw the white jade porcelain cup on the small table in front of the bed to the ground.
The crisp sound of broken porcelain was heard.
"How dare they urge me!"
"Your Majesty, the adults also said that if you are not in good health and cannot review memorials, you can ask Prince Jing and Prince An in the capital to help share the burden.
Or... appoint a Crown Prince in advance..."
"presumptuous!"
The old emperor interrupted Eunuch Fuquan's unfinished words with a harsh rebuke.
"I'm still alive, and they're already eyeing my throne?!
My throne is mine, I give it to whoever I want, when did it become their turn to dictate my decision?!
I'm in very good health! Living for decades won't be a problem!
Fine, I'll go to court tomorrow morning! I want to see who dares to covet my throne! Who dares to give me orders?
Fuquan, cough cough cough, give the order for the morning court tomorrow morning!"
"Yes! I'll give the order right away!"
Fuquan agreed and walked out with his head lowered.
As he walked out, his eyes met An Yi who was hiding in the dark corner of the inner hall and he nodded slightly.
"The throne belongs to me! How dare you covet what belongs to me! I will kill you all!"
In the inner hall, the old emperor was still cursing like a madman. He exuded a deathly aura from the inside out, and seemed to be shrouded in black air, with a hideous look on his face.
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