Prince Zhi is currently a Prince of the Second Rank; if he were to advance another rank, the only remaining title would be Prince of the First Rank…
So... the situation that everyone thought was one of equality, which was achieved because Seventh Master was granted the title of Prince Chun, immediately crumbled again.
So Prince Zhi, or rather, Prince Zhi, once again became the number one among all the princes.
A deathly silence fell over the Hall of Preserving Harmony.
Even Prince Zhi was slightly taken aback by His Majesty's words. He was unusually humble for once: "I did everything according to Father Emperor's orders and dare not claim credit."
Once His Majesty has made up his mind, no one can change it.
The Emperor didn't look at Prince Zhi, but looked at all his other sons before finally saying, "In Father's heart, you are capable of bearing the responsibility of Baoqing."
This refers to the relationship between father and son, rather than ruler and subject.
Seeing this, Prince Zhi said no more, but stood up and bowed deeply: "Your son will remember your teachings and will certainly live up to your expectations."
Liang Jiugong then said with a smile, "This servant congratulates Prince Zhi."
Prince Zhi stood up, not daring to be presumptuous, and bowed to Liang Jiugong.
It wouldn't be appropriate to give money in front of the Emperor, but this gesture of respect was already quite polite.
Upon seeing this, Liang Jiugong, who was seated at the head of the table, immediately lowered his head, bowed, and stepped aside, not daring to accept the greeting.
Only then did everyone turn around, and regardless of their inner thoughts or ulterior motives, they all smiled and raised their wine cups in celebration.
Fourth Master also offered his congratulations.
To be honest, the Fourth Master wasn't really surprised.
By February of the new year, my eldest brother will be thirty-two years old... which is quite old.
If I may be so disrespectful, Your Highness, in the history of previous dynasties, countless emperors at this age had already been on the throne for many years.
It was only a matter of time before his elder brother was granted the title of Prince. The Fourth Prince felt that in three or four years, when he turned thirty, it would probably be time for him to be granted the title of Prince as well...
Just like the princes who rose from prince to duke, the eldest brother was the first among all the princes and brothers, but he wouldn't be the only one.
It was bound to happen sooner or later. Although Fourth Master was somewhat surprised, he wasn't too surprised.
After offering a lukewarm congratulation to his elder brother, Fourth Master sat back down and looked up.
The children were led down by their respective servants, and the Fourth Prince had just seen the Fourth Prince and the Second Prince standing together.
After Dongsheng led the Fourth Prince back to sit down, the Fourth Prince first touched the purse at the Fourth Prince's waist.
Well, it's still bulging.
Fourth Master asked, "What did you say to your second brother just now?"
The Fourth Prince lowered his head to drink his soup, obediently letting his father squeeze his purse: "Father, be gentle, don't crush the hawthorn cake."
After visiting the palace many times, Li Chenjiao noticed that the food prepared for the imperial grandsons in the Baohe Hall was of the finest quality. Otherwise, the little boy's belly wouldn't be so round every time he came out of the palace. After the Golden Festival, Li Chenjiao was no longer worried that the Fourth Prince would go hungry in the palace, but she was worried that the child would overeat in the palace.
The Fourth Prince drank half a bowl of sweet soup, and when he heard his father's question, he answered honestly: "Hongqing from the Third Uncle's family pulled the Second Brother's braid."
He could hear his second brother's cries of pain. Every time his mother braided his hair, she would have to coax him for a long time after pulling out a single hair.
The Fourth Prince then stood next to the Second Prince, and incidentally stepped on Hongqing from the Third Prince's family.
In front of the Emperor, Mother said that if any disturbance was caused in front of the Emperor, it would be considered a breach of etiquette.
Sure enough, Hongqing didn't dare to make any more moves after that.
The Fourth Prince spoke simply and clearly. The Second Prince stood to the side, glanced at the Fourth Prince, and then quickly looked away.
The Fourth Prince then asked if the Second Prince's statement was true.
The second prince nodded obediently.
The Fourth Prince then told his brother to sit back down and continue eating. He instructed Su Peisheng to watch over the Second Prince and went to the front to toast his brother.
He can't hold a grudge against a child like Hongqing, but can't he at least drink with his third brother?
Third Master's alcohol tolerance is really not as good as Fourth Master's. However, Fourth Master has always pretended to be a poor drinker in public. While getting Third Master drunk, he also pretended to be drunk himself.
In addition, Third Master was also very unhappy about his elder brother being granted the title of Prince Zhi, so he drank one cup after another without Fourth Master having to urge him to drink.
The Third Prince has been making quite a few moves lately, but the Emperor is clearly not treating him the same as before, and has even summoned him much less often.
Third Master belatedly realized that it was probably because of the matter involving Prince Yu and Prince Gong.
However, only the eldest brother, the fourth brother, and the fifth brother were present when they discussed it that day. The third brother suspected all three of them, but he couldn't figure out how his father knew.
He was unhappy anyway, so he resorted to drinking to drown his sorrows.
Fireworks were set off in the palace as usual on New Year's Eve. The princes and grandsons all gathered around His Majesty. The Third Prince was really drunk. As soon as the fireworks went up into the sky, there was a buzzing sound, and the Third Prince vomited.
The Fourth Prince was no longer by the Third Prince's side after leaving the Hall of Supreme Harmony. Instead, he stood with the Thirteenth and Fourteenth Princes, with three little rascals standing in front of them.
The Emperor was flanked by Prince Zhi and the Crown Prince. The Fourth Prince stood slightly to the side of the Crown Prince, flanked by the Thirteenth and Fourteenth Princes. All three princes were present in front of him.
On the other side, the Eighth Prince stood next to the Prince of Zhi, and the Ninth Prince naturally followed him. The Fifth Prince was also pulled over by his younger brother, the Ninth Prince. During this time, the Fifth Prince even cupped his hands in greeting to the Fourth Prince.
The two were talking when Lao Jiu pulled him over.
The Tenth Prince was also there, as was the Twelfth Prince. He had already married this year, but was still just a bald prince without a title. He wasn't particularly close to any of the princes, and stood in a rather central position.
Looking at it from the left and right, it's quite clearly distinct.
Third Master dared not vomit on his eldest brother, Prince Zhi, especially since his father, the Emperor, was right next to him. Although he was dizzy, his instincts were still intact.
Third Master covered his mouth, turned his head, and vomited all over Eighth Master.
Eighth Master is usually such a gentle and good-tempered person, but he still turned pale after this incident.
The more dazzling the fireworks overhead, the clearer the dark face of the Eighth Master became.
The Fourteenth Prince couldn't help but laugh, and while laughing, he also covered the Fourth Prince's ears: "In the end, it's the Eighth Prince who's so kind, going to pick up the Third Prince so considerately..."
The last half of the sentence, "fourteen," was not uttered.
Thirteen nudged Fourteen with his elbow, and Fourth Master, who was standing on the other side, also raised his hand and pinched Fourteen's arm.
When watching fireworks outside in winter, everyone wore cloaks. Although the Fourteenth Prince was hit twice on both sides, it didn't hurt.
Like scratching an itch.
He himself knew what he could and couldn't say.
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