Chapter 925 Father and Son Confrontation
Before, Prince Ning got the opportunity to be Prince Yin Jing. Although there is such a tradition, after all, it has not been officially confirmed. But at this moment, the words of these court officials clearly mean that they want to openly confirm his identity as the heir at this sacrificial ceremony!
no!
Absolutely not!
Nan Yan couldn't help but clench her fists.
But at this time, she also told herself not to be impulsive.
If today's incident was really prepared in advance, then the other party's level could not be limited to this, and she could not take action too early.
Then, he looked up at Zhu Feng on the altar.
Zhu Feng also looked down at these noisy ministers, with a cold light in his eyes.
With a hint of a smile on his face, he suddenly said, "Prince Ning."
At this time, Zhu Xuan, who was standing in the crowd, stepped forward, raised his hand respectfully, and saluted, "What are your commands, Your Majesty?"
Zhu Feng said, "It seems that you are the most popular choice today. Do you think you can shoulder the heavy responsibility of being the second offering?"
"this--"
Prince Ning glanced at him.
Although he already knew that Zhu Feng was influenced by Lipin Feng Shu because of the tea and the fragrance, for some reason, when he looked up at him at this moment, because of the backlight, he could only vaguely see his tall figure outlined by the sunlight, and could not see his eyes and facial expression clearly. This vague feeling made Zhu Xuan feel a little inexplicably uneasy.
He took a deep breath, retreated to advance, and said, "These are just the opinions of the ministers. Whether or not I can make the offering depends on the arrangements of the emperor."
This sentence was clearly meant to force Zhu Feng.
I had never realized before that this person was so smart, even a little aggressive.
Nan Yan frowned and looked at him.
At this moment, a clear voice rang out from the crowd, shouting loudly: "No!"
When others heard this voice, they were still fine, but Jian Ruocheng, who was standing behind Prince Ning, suddenly turned pale.
Everyone turned around.
I saw a figure standing proudly among the crowd.
It was none other than Jian Tongguang!
As soon as she saw him, Nan Yan's heart skipped a beat. She subconsciously glanced at Jian Ruocheng, only to see him silently lower his head, his hands hidden in his sleeves clenched imperceptibly.
Jian Tongguang, however, did not even glance at anyone else. He walked forward and bowed to Zhu Feng on the altar, "Your Majesty."
"Master Jian," Zhu Feng smiled at him. "Many of the complicated rituals in this sacrifice to heaven and earth were perfected thanks to Master Jian's reading of ancient books. Master Jian has made great contributions."
"I dare not."
"Mr. Jian suddenly came out because he had something to say."
"Of course," Jian Tongguang said loudly, "The emperor just said that the etiquette for this sacrifice to heaven and earth was perfected by me reading ancient books. I am standing up now for this 'etiquette'."
"Oh? I'd like to hear more about it."
Jian Tongguang said, "Throughout the dynasties, the emperor always performed the first offering in sacrifices to heaven and earth. Although the second offering came after the first, it held an equally important position and was always performed by the crown prince."
The people around him immediately said, "But the Emperor hasn't appointed a Crown Prince yet."
"Yes, without a crown prince, can't there be someone to offer sacrifices?"
"Since there is no Crown Prince, Prince Ning will also be fine."
…
Listening to everyone's chatter, Jian Tongguang narrowed his eyes and looked at these people.
After all, he was a great scholar in Jiangnan, and he was also used to teaching students in the classroom. There was a sense of awe and oppression in his eyes. When they were looked at like this, they couldn't help but fall silent.
"snort!"
Jian Tongguang snorted coldly, and glanced at Prince Ning, whose face was slightly gloomy, and then said: "No matter how loyal Prince Ning is, he is still just a minister, not the crown prince, and cannot serve as the second offering!"
At this time, an assistant minister from the Ministry of Rites stepped forward and sneered, "We all understand what Master Jian means. So, Master Jian, who do you think should be the second offering today?"
Just as Jian Tongguang was about to speak, someone beside him said, "Boss Jian, are you going to say it's the King of Wei?"
King Wei Zhu Chengxuan, who was standing on the second level of the altar, raised his head at this time.
Jian Tongguang glanced at him and said, "Why not?"
"According to what you said, it is indeed impossible."
At this time, Jian Ruocheng slowly walked up from behind.
This time, the father and son faced off.
At this moment, everyone around fell silent. Everyone felt an indescribable weirdness when watching this scene. Some people even revealed a teasing and mocking smile.
He thought: Even if he is a great scholar and has strict family education, what does it matter? His own son still goes against him, and the father and son even confronted each other during the sacrifice to heaven and earth.
When Jian Ruocheng came up with his report, Jian Tongguang's face became even darker.
"What did you say?"
"Father, I am disrespectful today. I just want to argue with you."
"you say."
"Father just said that throughout the dynasties, the crown prince always served as the second offering. Since Prince Ning is a minister, not a crown prince, he doesn't qualify. But Prince Wei is only a king, not a prince, so he can't serve as the second offering either, right?"
Jian Tongguang frowned and said, "But, after all, the Prince of Wei is the emperor's flesh and blood!"
Jian Ruocheng smiled and said, "Your Highness Prince Ning is also the emperor's closest relative."
“…”
"What's more, Prince Ning is not only a prince, but also serves as the Jingzhao Yin of Beiping."
At this point, his voice dragged out slightly.
I won’t say more about the rest.
Because he knew that someone else would speak for him later.
Sure enough, at this moment, the ministers around him all said, "Prince Yin Jing."
"That's right. Aren't all the princes of the past dynasties candidates for the crown prince?"
"Even if there's no crown prince, there can be a crown prince brother, right?"
"Didn't Emperor Gao once confer the title of Crown Prince on the emperor?"
For a moment, everyone started talking at once, and the originally solemn sacrificial site became noisy.
Zhu Feng, who was standing on the altar, had a colder look in his eyes.
Zhu Xuan, on the other hand, sneered in his heart.
Fortunately, when Zhu Feng was most deceived, he made the most important decision, which was to ask the ministers to submit a petition to win the identity of Prince Yin Jing for himself.
Now, even if there is a one in ten thousand chance that Zhu Feng wakes up, he doesn't have to be afraid.
This identity has given me so much convenience.
So he watched these people's heated arguments coldly.
At this moment, a voice suddenly rang out from the altar. However, this voice was not as clear as Jian Tongguang's, but slightly lowered and gentler. Amidst the verbal battles of these ministers, it was like a sudden burst of fresh air.
"Your Majesty, I have something to say."
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