The talkative minister blushed and said, "Your Majesty, this is not in accordance with etiquette! This is not right..."
Emperor Chongle snorted coldly: "You still know you're wrong? You want to stand up for me? I was thinking that you were truly considering my throne. Guards, demote this man to a commoner and exile him to the frontier. It would be best if you personally sent him to the Nanfeng Pavilion in the Western Regions, so that he can slowly share my burdens."
Now, everyone else fell silent.
Is war really about to break out?
The ministers stared at each other, but to their surprise, one of them dared to stand up and walk up to Emperor Chongle.
Zejin stood below the steps, looking up at Emperor Chongle, like a tiger cub whose wings had not yet fully grown, facing a lion king in his prime who was strategizing and planning.
Before he reached adulthood, he could only submit to the world of those in power, bowing his head and surrendering to them:
“Your Majesty, I am Zejin, the second prince of the Western Regions Kingdom. Please allow me to reside temporarily in Dayu, to ensure the Western Regions' willingness to surrender, and for the sake of the enduring friendship between the people of our two countries.”
Emperor Chongle could see Zejin clearly at a glance. Of course, he did not ignore the ambition in the boy's eyes, but the underage brat posed no threat to him whatsoever.
But at least he's sensible, so let's keep him.
But unexpectedly, Zejin actually dared to make a request:
“I humbly request Your Majesty to allow me to serve this young prince. Our unexpected meeting in the palace has inspired me to serve him. I am willing to give my wolf-blade to the young prince, and from now on I will be the young prince’s sharpest blade, ready to go through fire and water for him.”
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