Zhao Ji saw the two sides having an eight hundred rounds of debate in the court. In fact, it was nothing more than each side explaining the advantages of the prince they supported and belittling and pulling down the other side's prince.

This was not the first time Zhao Ji had seen such a scene.

When the emperor was still alive, such a grand occasion also occurred in the court.

But now Zhao Ji is very clear that without the emperor sitting in this position to suppress them, these ministers will eventually put forward a candidate to be the foundation of the country.

Moreover, Zhao Ji was also very clear that although these people seemed to be arguing with each other, each of them wanted to convince himself rather than the emperor.

Because these people knew very well that only Zhao Ji could decide which prince would sit on this position.

Because only Zhao Ji was able to see the emperor recently, and because of the events in Southern Xinjiang, Zhao Ji had already accumulated a lot of prestige in the court.

It even has a very good reputation among the people.

Zhao Ji’s support was equivalent to a decisive vote.

Seeing that these people were arguing more and more fiercely, Zhao Ji frowned slightly and put his hand to press his eyebrows.

“That’s enough!”

When Zhao Ji's steady voice sounded, these ministers all shut up at the same time.

At the same time, everyone's eyes fell eagerly on Zhao Ji's face. It was obvious that they knew this was the final moment of decision.

The people from the Third Prince's faction looked hesitant, as if they wanted to say something more, but when they noticed that Zhao Ji looked very impatient, they finally shut their mouths.

The people from the little prince's faction also looked nervous.

You have to know that all the ministers who participated in the discussion knew very well that they had completely taken sides.

If the prince he supports does not ascend to the throne in the future, then his official career will be over.

I have lived a mediocre life, which is where I am now.

Who doesn’t want to be a dragon’s servant?

In fact, Zhao Ji had no choice. The third prince definitely could not do it.

Zhao Ji didn't want to let a prince who was not of royal blood take the throne.

Since they are all people without bloodline sitting on them, it would be better for Zhao Ji to go up himself.

So Zhao Ji sighed and said, "In fact, the emperor has also thought about what you are worried about. Coincidentally, just yesterday, the emperor summoned me to the palace and gave me some instructions. The emperor naturally has a candidate in mind!"

"And this candidate..."

Having said that, Zhao Ji deliberately paused and glanced at all the ministers below.

At this moment, everyone looked at themselves with sharp eyes, because in the heart of each of them, they were constantly guessing and gambling.

Zhao Ji sighed: "The emperor feels that although the third prince is a prince, his behavior is a little inappropriate, so the emperor still thinks that the little prince should be the regent for a while, and then he will trouble all the ministers to do their best to tutor the little prince!"

"After all, although the little prince is young, he has a huge room for growth. If he becomes a wise king in the future, it will also be the result of your continuous efforts, tolerance and support!"

As soon as these words were spoken, basically everyone knew who would become the crown prince next.

After all, the people from the Third Prince's faction were not convinced.

They had worked so hard and placed all their hopes on the Third Prince, but now, with just one word from Zhao Ji, the possibility of the Third Prince ascending the throne was completely cut off.

These ministers were absolutely unwilling to do so, and they had always been the prime minister's faction's followers, so they would not be very obedient to Zhao Ji.

Even now the Prime Minister has disappeared.

But the prime minister has not lost his understanding of the situation in the capital. He is just in a bad state, not dead.

Isn’t that huge Prime Minister’s Mansion still standing there?

So immediately, a courtier from the Third Prince's faction stood up and knelt on the ground: "Now that the emperor is seriously ill, you can ask a few of us important officials to go to his bedside to listen. After all, it's too frivolous to rely on hearsay for such a matter as establishing a country!"

In fact, the implicit meaning of these words is nothing more than wanting to meet the emperor and formally confirm it.

To put it bluntly, it means that I suspect Zhao Ji is making the decision on his own.

Zhao Ji had anticipated this situation a long time ago. He just sighed and clapped his hands.

Su Xi had been waiting there for a long time, and he walked in slowly.

This eunuch, who had served the emperor for most of his life, was well-known throughout the world for his centrality.

Su Xi was seen holding a yellow imperial edict in his hand, walking slowly into the hall, coughing, looking at everyone with a neutral look, and finally said, "Everyone, accept the edict!"

The court officials looked at each other, and some of them quickly reacted and knelt on the ground.

Others also reacted one after another.

Zhao Ji took the lead and knelt down: "Your Highness, please accept my order!"

Su Xi slowly opened the bright yellow imperial edict in his hand: "The Emperor of Heaven and Fortune decrees that the young prince Xuanming is intelligent and ambitious, and has great potential. He is specially appointed as the crown prince. He can supervise the country when I am seriously ill. In addition, the crown prince is young and still needs experience. Zhao Ji is specially appointed as the regent to assist the crown prince. This is my decree!"

After the imperial edict was read out, the ministers of the Third Prince's lineage looked pale. Whether they believed it or not, this imperial edict was the Emperor's will. However, the issuance of such an imperial edict written by the Emperor himself meant that the Third Prince really had no way of becoming the Crown Prince for the time being.

Unless the little prince dies, or there are some other changes or accidents.

Zhao Ji was also very clear about what these ministers were thinking, so he asked Su Xi to take the imperial edict written by the emperor and walk it around in front of everyone.

"My dear ministers, please take a good look at this. This is written by the emperor himself. The emperor was exhausted that day, but he still insisted on doing it. He forced himself to write down this imperial edict, and had a deep conversation with me. He gave me many instructions, and I also told all the ministers these instructions..."

"The emperor has always been concerned about the country and the people. Even when he was bedridden, he never forgot about the court and the people. The emperor considered many aspects comprehensively before deciding to make the little prince the crown prince. At the same time, he also hopes that all the ministers will use their talents to help the little prince grow!"

"If the little prince grows up to be a famous monarch and can take on important responsibilities, then you will naturally be meritorious officials in the eyes of the emperor. Your great achievements will also be recorded in history books. The emperor once told me personally that the establishment of this prosperous era was never built by the superior alone, but required the monarch and his subjects to work together!"

"Please don't disappoint the emperor. I also hope that all the ministers can put away their little tricks in their hearts and assist the little prince wholeheartedly. You must know that the battle in southern Xinjiang is not over yet. Don't let your eyes go in the wrong place!"

Zhao Ji's words, which were both kind and severe, directly hit every minister.