Chapter 339 The Skinny Horse from Yangzhou Sent to Disrupt the Country (36)
All the unhappiness disappeared in an instant.
Shi Qi Jin couldn't help but move forward, his face blooming with a smile as bright as a spring flower, and he smiled like a fool.
This is his and Qingwu's son! So cute!
The little prince was wrapped in a swaddling cloth embroidered with a coiled dragon in gold thread. His delicate little face still had the softness of a newborn, making people want to touch it.
The little prince's brow bones were slightly raised, somewhat similar to Shi Wenjin's open and handsome appearance;
The small, straight nose bridge has a delicate and smooth curve, just like Shi Yanqing's, revealing an innate nobility;
And the round and full lip beads seemed to be a replica of Shi Qijin's lips.
Just from appearance, it is impossible to tell who this child looks more like.
After all, Shi Wenjin, Shi Yanqing and Shi Qijin are brothers, so they naturally look similar.
So, it's normal for this child to look like anyone.
Only those eyes, with feather-like eyelashes and slightly upturned corners, look like obsidian soaked in morning dew, extremely charming.
The three men's hearts melted when they saw it.
Whatever, as long as it's Qingwu's child...
That's their child.
They will protect the mother and child for their entire lives.
Qingwu gazed at the baby in the cradle, and a gentle and soothing smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
It's rare that everyone is there, but the atmosphere is not one of fighting or tension, but rather beautiful and affectionate.
......
The birth of a legitimate prince in the Central Palace naturally caused an uproar in the former court and the harem.
And according to rumors, on the day the Queen gave birth, His Majesty, the Crown Prince and the Regent were all present in person.
Accompanying the Queen.
Faced with such a situation, all the ministers were trembling with fear and dared not breathe, not knowing what shocking decree would be issued next.
The direction of the wind in this palace...
Going to increasingly strange places.
No matter how much I thought about it, the morning court came as usual.
The ministers climbed out of their beds in pain.
He forced himself to cheer up and hurried to the court.
The morning light pierced through the vermilion window frames of the palace. The gilded candlesticks on both sides of the dragon throne flickered, but could not illuminate the stagnant air in the hall.
The lingering sound of the morning court bell had not yet faded when Crown Prince Shi Qijin strode out from the court procession at the green jade steps. The hem of his black python robe swept across the cool white marble, and the jade dragon pendant on his waist clashed with his quick steps, making a clear sound.
"Pa--" The ivory tablet hit the ground heavily, and the echo reverberated in the empty palace.
All the civil and military officials in the court were startled by the sudden noise and looked up in unison. When their eyes met, they saw Shi Qi Jin kneeling on one knee, the python pattern embroidered on his body shining coldly in the morning light.
Shi Qi Jin's back was straight, like a cold sword drawn from its sheath, exuding a chilling aura.
His voice was deep and powerful, like a sledgehammer hitting the coiled dragon pillars of the Golden Throne Hall, startling the bronze bells on the eaves and making them jingle.
"I beg Your Majesty to abolish the title of Crown Prince and return me to my princely status."
Shi Qijin's words were like a thunderclap, exploding in the court. All the ministers were stunned and almost dropped the imperial tablets in their hands.
This was the first time I heard Shi Qijin call himself "minister brother."
What a scary name...
The foul atmosphere of the royal bloodline of the Shi family was completely cut through.
The hall was dead silent, with not a sound except for the emperor's fingertips tapping lightly on the gilded armrests behind the imperial desk, making crisp sounds.
Again and again, like the death-prompting drumbeats, it makes people's heart beat faster involuntarily.
On the steps nearby, the Regent Shi Yanqing stood with his hands behind his back. The Qilin pattern faintly visible under his purple cloak looked like a dormant beast.
Faced with Shi Qijin's shocking move, he didn't say a word, as if he had expected it.
The gilded coiled dragon bared its fangs and claws in the shadows, "I approve, and I will make you the King of Zhenbei."
"...Thank you, Your Majesty."
Although he really didn't want to thank her, he endured it for a while for the sake of Awu and their child.
From then on, in the court of the Dashi Dynasty, the Regent and the Prince of Zhenbei, one civil and one military, checked and balanced each other and jointly protected the dynasty.
Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden rustling sound behind the beaded curtain, and the eunuch in charge read out the new decree in a shrill voice: "The Queen's legitimate son, Shi Yuzhao, is my eldest legitimate son. From today on, he is appointed Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace. The enthronement ceremony will be held on a date to be chosen."
Shi Yuzhao.
Yu, originally meaning sunlight, is extended to mean brilliant and promising.
Zhao also means open and aboveboard, demonstrating the royal majesty and the legitimate status of the legitimate son.
These two words together not only express the emperor's most earnest expectations for Shi Yuzhao, but also have a beautiful vision of announcing it to the world and benefiting all people.
And being named the crown prince at birth is such an honor.
But as soon as Qi Jin asked to abdicate, the position of crown prince was immediately taken over by the newly born son of the empress.
It is hard not to wonder whether this was the emperor putting pressure on Shi Qi Jin to give up the throne to his legitimate son.
But how could Shi Qi Jin agree to this?
With Shi Qijin's eccentric personality, it was hard for people to imagine that there was anything in the world that could threaten him.
The title of King of Zhenbei sounds nice, but he is still a minister after all.
Shi Qi Jin...don't you want to be a king?
Shi Qi Jin naturally had no idea of the ministers' secret criticisms.
Even if he knew, he wouldn't care.
What do they know? He never wanted to be an emperor. He only knew how to march and fight.
And that was his son!
He wouldn't mind at all if his son became king.
He was a subject, but he bowed down to love.
It’s just that the imperial edict is a bit unpleasant.
What does "my eldest son" mean?
That's his son!
Don’t think he doesn’t know Shi Wenjin’s little thoughts!
Never mind, on the surface there's nothing you can say about him.
But that was his son!
Hehe, he and Qingwu’s son.
At this moment, there was not the slightest hesitation or unwillingness on Shi Qijin's face. Instead, he revealed an unwavering look, even mixed with a hint of joy.
This made the ministers even more confused and bewildered.
In desperation, everyone's attention turned to the powerful regent.
And this time, the Regent finally took action...
The wide purple sleeves swept across the dragon-patterned brick floor, and he bowed in an extremely standard posture.
"Long live the emperor, long ...
This scene shocked all the civil and military officials in the court, because they had never seen such a sight before.
The regent who was so powerful and influential in the court could actually be so humble as to press his forehead against the cold floor tiles, his black hair falling like ink, completely obscuring the expression in his eyes.
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