The emperor's death was so sudden that it made people have some delusions.
The prince is still young, and His Majesty has not left any means to protect him, not even a will.
I heard that the only handwritten letter left was asking the emperor to forgive him?
There were many different opinions in the court, and the more popular opinion was that Your Majesty had been bewitched and was seeking immortality like the late emperor.
I'm afraid he performed some evil magic in the palace and happened to be seen by the immortal prince.
This led to the feud between father and son. However, the love for his son outweighed the desire for immortality, so His Majesty stopped his ridiculous behavior.
However, practicing evil arts will eventually backfire.
Your Majesty, I'm afraid you died from these evil ways. Otherwise, how can we explain why Your Majesty died with regrets?
A huge mountain pressing down on their heads suddenly collapsed, and those who were oppressed and unable to raise their heads began to have ideas.
Money can move people's hearts, and the accumulation of thousands of years of old ministers from aristocratic families finally moved Lord Zhang.
With the cooperation of several parties, these people were able to create a cabinet minister.
It is true that man proposes, God disposes. Your Majesty, the tyrant who kills people without blinking an eye, occasionally reveals a little delicacy from between his fingers, raising it like a poisonous insect, causing the court officials to scramble for it.
Perhaps he found the court boring, or perhaps he softened his heart after having a child.
He believed the excuses of the aristocratic families and did not arrest them all. He even allowed their descendants to serve as officials.
Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you have brought disaster to your children.
Without your suppression, can the prince still make all the officials bow down to him?
Ying Cheng was naturally proud of himself. He was only forty years old, but he had already taken the position of cabinet elder.
The prince is so young, how can he defeat him?
There are more than just a few people standing behind him!
I've been humiliated so much today, and tomorrow...
Perhaps the emotions surging in his heart were too strong, or perhaps the young prince didn't like strangers.
In full view of everyone, the little fat boy raised his hand and threw a stack of yellow paper at Ying Cheng on the head.
The court officials were extremely stunned, and Ying Cheng had no idea how he had angered the little prince.
You must know that the prince is the most kind-hearted person.
Thoughts of jealousy and usurpation only crossed my mind, wondering how I had provoked this person.
"I'm good at observing people's hearts, don't you know?" The little fat boy stared straight at Ying Cheng, a man he had never seen before.
Ying Cheng felt like he had a thorn in his throat. The prince's supernatural powers spread far and wide, and everyone in the world knew about it.
Of course he knew that the little prince was extremely perceptive, but he kept his head down and didn't show it at all on his face!
"Your Highness, please calm down." Ying Cheng was so angry that he was half dead, but he could only lie on the ground and beg.
Who told him to be the prince and him to be just a subject?
To put it nicely, he was just a servant of the emperor.
In front of the coffin, he didn't even dare to explain, and all those resentful thoughts were locked away tightly.
As if no longer bothered, the young prince raised his eyebrows and said in a cold voice, "You are disloyal to your subjects and disrespectful to your sovereign. Such traitors will not be tolerated before the spirit of our father. Go to the palace gate and kneel for an hour."
He is disloyal, disrespectful, and a traitor.
These three titles weighed on Ying Cheng like a mountain, making it hard for him to breathe.
He took a deep breath, his lungs filled with the smell of yellow paper. "I dare not, Your Highness, act tyrannically. However, I am, after all, a member of the cabinet..."
The fat boy pointed at the emperor's coffin and said sternly, "What about the cabinet? I am the crown prince, the legitimate heir of the Great Zhao Dynasty. Even if I abolish the cabinet, what will you do?"
He was calm and solemn, and his eyes conveyed an unquestionable attitude when he swept over the crowd.
He is young, cute, and has lost his father, but he stubbornly builds a world for himself.
As soon as the words fell, everyone fell to the ground, saying, "Your Highness, please calm down."
The whole hall was silent, and you could hear a pin drop.
The strong anger made his chest heave, and at the same time, a feeling of grievance surged in his heart.
Even though the court officials all prostrated themselves before the little fat boy, they could not calm him down.
The fat baby was about to cry, feeling very sad.
If the father had not left the fish, the fish could have hidden behind the father forever and become a little emperor under his wings that no one dared to mess with.
But since his father is gone, everyone is going to bully him!
There was even a new elder in the cabinet, but the prince didn't know about it.
He hadn't spoken for so long that 1002 felt anxious and worried. "Good boy."
The little fat boy dug his nails into his palms, using the pain to drive away his tears, and responded to 1002: "Ding Ding, the fish is thinking, these people are so mean."
What 1002 has now is nothing but a dark spirit. Under the cover of the little fat boy, he cannot see through such an elaborate lie.
"Wait, kid. Once Tong recovers a little, I'll summon lightning to kill him!"
Only the company of his closest relatives could ease the little fat boy's grief. He withdrew his gaze and said as if nothing had happened, "No need to be polite."
Pei Hangqing took the opportunity to look at the little prince when he raised his head.
As smart and careful as he is, when Your Majesty was alive, the prince always called himself "I".
There was indeed a distinction between the great and small emperors in Dazhao.
The little emperor defeated the strong with the weak.
However, after the death of the emperor, the prince only called himself "Gu" and never "Zhen".
He couldn't help but feel a little worried. The court was full of jackals, tigers and leopards, and most of them were wavering and watching.
Because the prince is so young, who would dare to place all the bets?
If he were ten years old, he wouldn't have attracted so many questions.
Pei Hangqing was extremely busy these days, and only then did he gather some truly loyal ministers. The rest were all neutral!
There is no other reason. Even if he waits until he is old enough to dance with an elephant, he is only fifteen years old.
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