"It's already this late, why hasn't the Emperor appeared yet? What is he delaying for?"
When the Duke of Wei saw that Jiang Wang had not yet appeared, he couldn't help but chuckle to himself. Jiang Wang must be in a very bad situation now. What's left in the palace?
With an empress dowager who is practically a living dead, an emperor who is probably no better than a living dead, a beautiful but talentless empress, and an inexperienced crown prince, the Duke of Wei had already planned how to maximize the interests of his family after the young prince ascended the throne.
"Yes, why hasn't His Majesty come out yet? Could it be that today's court session was just empty talk? Please give us a straight answer, Eunuch Tan, whether His Majesty is alright or not. Could it be that His Majesty has been controlled by you eunuchs?"
Tan Yonglin remained silent, regardless of the uproar or the clamor below, he kept quiet, like a clam with its mouth tightly shut.
Duke Wei wasn't in a hurry. He was confident of victory, so what was he afraid of? It was better if Jiang Wang didn't come out. He really wanted to see what kind of nonsense these rootless eunuchs could spout.
When the time is right, he will propose that the young prince ascend the throne. By then, it will be too late for Jiang Wang to step forward.
Thinking of the Eastern Palace that had been burned to ashes, Yin Enci's mood couldn't be better.
He glanced at the Duke of Wen beside him, who seemed oblivious to the situation, and gave him a somewhat displeased look. What was he doing, playing the living dead when it came to such a momentous event?!
Yin Enci had always looked down on his brother-in-law, who had no real talent. After all these years, he was still stuck in the Taichang Temple. Even a pig raised by the Yin family would have climbed the ladder faster than him.
He also has a smart son, otherwise he wouldn't even want to say a word to him.
“I’m saying this concerns the family business, you should at least say something. Do you really think you can clear your name by remaining silent?”
"You can howl if you want, I'm not interested."
Wen Guogong said in a lukewarm tone, which almost made the Duke of Wei lose his composure. He snorted sarcastically, "With your lofty aloofness, you should go live in seclusion in the mountains. Why are you serving as an official?"
"We dare not abandon the legacy built by our ancestors."
Another short sentence made Yin Enci so angry he almost bit his tongue. It was as if everyone's title wasn't earned by their ancestors. His title as Duke of Wen was inherited from his family, while his title as Duke of Wei was stolen and robbed? Did this man even know how to speak?!
After saying this, Duke Wen fell silent. Yin Enci felt that he was talking to a brick wall and asking for trouble. Was he not understanding why he would say such things to that old scoundrel Song Zhongxian?
Seeing the Duke of Wei turn away angrily, still breathing heavily through his nose, the Duke of Wen pursed his lips and said nothing.
Duke Wen is not in the mood for anything right now; he'll just watch Duke Wei make a scene.
The son is the most outstanding in the family, and the Wenguo Duke's Mansion will belong to him in the future. Everything will be arranged by the son. Since the son said that the Wenguo Duke's Mansion will not follow the Weiguo Duke's Mansion, then it is acceptable to offend him.
Half an hour had passed, and Jiang Wang still hadn't appeared in the Listening Hall.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Yin Enci snorted coldly, knowing that the matter should be settled, and raised his hand amidst the discussions of the officials.
His gesture immediately silenced the hall.
All eyes were on Yin Enci, who slowly took a few steps forward and stepped onto the steps in front of the golden dragon throne in full view of everyone.
His action immediately drew a murmur of disapproval; clearly, given his status as Duke of Wei, this move inevitably carried an air of overstepping his bounds.
"Duke of Wei, what is the meaning behind this move?"
Upon seeing this, Shen Bochun questioned him loudly.
Duke Wei glanced at Shen Bochun, a cold smile playing on his lips. This old dog Shen Bochun actually dared to jump out and bite him? He really doesn't know what's good for him. Does he think that just because the Shen family has produced an empress, they can rely on that immature crown prince and a woman to control the government?
Yin Enci glanced at Shen Bochun with disdain, almost ignoring Shen Bochun's words, and raised his voice to the ministers: "You all must have remembered why you are here today. Today, His Majesty should give you an explanation. Whether there is a reason or not, as long as His Majesty shows his face, those rumors will be dispelled on their own."
He paused, his gaze slowly sweeping across the faces of everyone in the Hall of State Affairs, and then slowly said, "But His Majesty refuses to show himself. Doesn't that already make the facts clear? Something must have happened to His Majesty to allow the situation to develop to this point. But we are the subjects of Tianzhong. How can we just stand by and watch the empire that His Majesty has worked so hard to build crumble?"
"The Duke of Wei has moved Heaven with his dedication to the country and its people. He is a pillar of the state and a veteran of two dynasties. What does the Duke of Wei say should be done about this matter?"
At the opportune moment, Shi Xiuqing, the Vice Minister of War, spoke up about this matter, and Lu Chengye, watching this, couldn't help but reveal a mocking smile.
This is a complete family affair! That old bastard Yin Enci has no shame whatsoever when it comes to the world and power.
"It is shameful to say, but I have served as an official for many years, doing everything for the emperor and the country, yet I have been repeatedly suspected, which has caused me to be depressed. Yesterday, I dreamt of the late emperor!"
He spoke with conviction, as if it were true: "The late emperor wept in a dream, saying that the country must not fall. The current crown prince was intelligent from a young age. If he could grow up safely, he would surely be a man of great talent. Unfortunately, heaven is jealous of talent, and His Highness the crown prince died in the Eastern Palace. Now the royal family's offspring are dwindling, and there is no one to carry on the line. The late emperor must have foreseen this, so he appeared in my dream to tell me that there is still a young prince in the royal family who is living away from home. He is the eighth prince born to Consort Jin."
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