The ministers begged me to ascend the throne

At the door of the royal study, a group of ministers were kneeling. Their eyes were determined and their expressions were stern, as if they were on the battlefield at this moment.

When Sun Doudou saw Sun Kui coming out of the imperial study, he hurriedly greeted him. Sun Kui walked aside and stood with him.

When Wu Pinghou and other ministers saw Sun Kui coming out, their eyes immediately lit up, but soon the light in their eyes dimmed because Sun Kui didn't say anything to them.

Sun Doudou lowered his voice and asked Sun Kui: "Master, how did you get out?"

Sun Kui glanced at the ministers kneeling at the door, and a playful smile flashed in his eyes. He raised his chin, pursed his lips towards Marquis Wu Ping and others who were kneeling at the door, and said with a smile: "The Emperor asked me to monitor them."

"Ah?" Sun Doudou looked surprised, "Didn't the Emperor ask you to come out and persuade them?"

"The Emperor said that they can kneel for as long as they want. They can kneel for as long as the end of the world."

Sun Doudou asked in disbelief: "The emperor really doesn't care?" These are all powerful ministers, all of whom have high status. "Your Majesty, aren't you afraid of doing something bad by kneeling down?" These adults are quite young. It would be fine to kneel down for a while, but something might happen after a long time.

"The emperor said that when they kneel for a while and show pain on their faces, they will give them futons and then some tea. If any adults faint, they should be sent to the Imperial Hospital immediately." The emperor said. Thoughtful.

"Ah?" Sun Doudou looked shocked, "Is this okay?"

"The Emperor said that all of you have contributed to the Great Zhou Dynasty. You cannot really let them kneel and faint at the door of the Imperial Study Room, so you must take good care of them so that they can kneel properly."

Sun Doudou: "..." He is indeed the emperor.

Sun Kui stared at the ministers kneeling at the door to see if any of the adults had a painful look on their face.

"Master, isn't the Emperor afraid that these adults will all go on strike tomorrow?" Sun Doudou saw that these powerful ministers were serious about coming, and he would not give up easily this time.

"Do you think the emperor will be afraid?" Sun Kui sneered, "The emperor hopes that they will collectively quit the court and then return home, so that the emperor can promote other officials."

After hearing this, Sun Doudou gave a thumbs up.

He sighed in his heart: The emperor's wishful thinking was really good.

"The Emperor also said that you, the adults, should be exposed to the sun, which is good for their health." After Sun Kuigang finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something and added, "Yes, the Emperor said that you should use the sun more to replenish calcium. You adults are getting older, and your legs and feet are not good. Very good, let’s take this opportunity to let them get more sunshine and get more calcium, maybe their legs and feet will become stronger.”

After hearing this, Sun Doudou was silent for a while, and then asked: "Master, is the Emperor just being yin and yang, or does he really care about you adults?"

Sun Kui glanced sideways at Sun Doudou and said, "Of course the emperor really cares about you all and is doing your best."

When Sun Doudou heard what his master said so righteously, he almost believed it.

"Your Majesty is really considerate of all of you." Master learned from the Emperor.

Sun Kui took the whisk and lightly hit his apprentice on the head, "Hurry up and get the futon."

"I'll get it now."

Sun Doudou moved very quickly, bringing a pile of futons, and then waited for an adult who couldn't stand it, and thoughtfully handed over the futons.

While chatting with his apprentice, Sun Kui stared at Marquis Wu Ping and the others.

Marquis Wu Ping and his group of ministers were old after all, and they couldn't bear it after kneeling for half an hour. Many people showed pain on their faces, but they gritted their teeth and held on.

Sun Doudou saw several ministers kneeling and grinning, and asked Sun Kui quietly: "Master, do you want to give them futons now?"

"The emperor said, at least let them kneel for an hour." Sun Kui said, "Wait a little longer."

Sun Doudou thought to himself, the emperor is really strict.

"I'll go in and see if the emperor wants to serve you." Sun Kui turned around and entered the imperial study, and asked respectfully, "Your Majesty, would you like a cup of tea?"

The emperor raised his eyes and glanced at Sun Kui, and asked with interest: "How are the people outside?"

Sun Kui replied: "There are many adults who can no longer stand it, but they are still gritting their teeth and holding on."

"How long have you been kneeling before you can't stand it anymore?"

"Back to the emperor, I knelt for half an hour." Sun Kui asked, "Your Majesty, do you want to give futons to all of you now?"

"I've only been kneeling for half an hour. I'll wait until I kneel for an hour before I send you off." The emperor smiled maliciously, "Let them suffer first, and then remind me to go out and see them later. They are all from Dazhou. Hero, how can I, the emperor, ignore them? I have to care about them."

"Your Majesty, you are so kind."

The emperor said seriously: "I am so kind."

Sun Kui: "..." Your Majesty, not only are you getting thicker and thicker, you are also getting darker and darker.

More than half an hour later, at Sun Kui's reminder, the emperor walked out of the imperial study and looked at the ministers kneeling at the door.

When Wu Pinghou and others saw that the emperor finally came out, they hurriedly asked the emperor to take back his orders.

The emperor ignored their words, but ordered Sun Kui and the others to get futons, and asked Sun Kui to serve tea to all the adults.

Wu Pinghou and the others were stunned. They didn't expect the emperor's reaction.

"My dear friends, if you are tired of kneeling, just sit down." The emperor said very considerately, "If you are hungry or thirsty, you can ask someone to serve you refreshments."

"emperor……"

The emperor interrupted Wu Pinghou and said with a smile: "No need to thank me, you are my beloved, how can I bear to make you tired."

"Your Majesty, my minister..."

The emperor once again interrupted Marquis Wu Ping, "I still have memorials to review, so you just kneel down properly. If you can't bear to kneel, you can go home directly without saying hello to me."

"emperor……"

After the emperor ignored Wu Pinghou and the others, he turned back to the imperial study and continued to review his memorial.

Wu Pinghou was very brave and refused the futon and tea.

Some other ministers’ knees hurt when they knelt and they didn’t want to kneel anymore. They are usually spoiled and pampered. They can't even walk a few steps, let alone kneeling. How can they endure such hardship? They asked Sun Kui for a futon and sat down cross-legged.

Some ministers were thirsty and asked Sun Kui for tea. After drinking tea, they sat on the futon and continued to protest to the emperor.

When Sun Doudou saw this scene, he only thought it was funny and amusing.

"Master, do they call this a protest?"

"Why, you still want to see them hit the pillar?"    "I really want to see it, but they definitely don't dare to hit it."

"This is only the first day, just wait."

Sun Kui returned to the imperial study and waited for the emperor's orders.

There were not many ministers sitting on the futon at first, but as time went by, more and more ministers sat on the futon. By noon, even Marquis Wu Ping and Marquis Chi Yang couldn't stand it anymore, and finally sat on the futon.

Sun Kui reminded the emperor: "Your Majesty, it's noon, it's time for you to have lunch."

"It's noon?" The emperor put down the cinnabar pen in his hand, raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, "How are the people outside? Have they left?"

"They are still here, but they are all sitting on futons instead of kneeling." Sun Kui told the emperor in detail the process of the ministers from kneeling to sitting.

After hearing this, the emperor said with a smile: "I can't hold on for only half a day. It's even more useless than I thought."

"Your Majesty, your lords have no intention of leaving."

"Go, go out and have a look."

The emperor stretched himself and walked out of the imperial study.

"Your Majesty, I beg you to take back your order."

"Are you hungry, my dear friends? Do you want me to ask someone to bring you food?"

"Your Majesty, I am not hungry, I beg you..."

The emperor raised his hand to interrupt Marquis Wu Ping, "You are not hungry, I am, and I am going to have lunch."

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

The emperor took two steps and stopped, then looked back at Marquis Wu Ping and the others: "My dear, if you are hungry, you can go home for lunch."

"emperor……"

The emperor trotted away directly.

After he finished his lunch, he did not rush back to the imperial study, but went to the imperial garden to take a walk to eat. After finishing his walk, he went directly back to Nuange for a lunch break. As for the ministers kneeling at the door of the royal study, he simply forgot about them.

At this time, in the palace of King Chu, King Chu and Yang Ling were sitting in the yard playing chess.

Wei Mian came over and said after the ceremony: "Your Highness, Marquis Wu Ping and the others are still in the palace."

When the King of Chu heard this, he was not surprised.

Wei Mian continued to report: "Wu Pinghou and others changed from kneeling to sitting quietly at the door of the imperial study to resist."

Yang Ling listened and asked with interest: "How did you change from kneeling to sitting quietly?"

Wei Mian told Yang Ling everything about the news coming out of the palace.

After hearing this, Yang Ling smiled and said, "The emperor is really good at it."

King Chu said: "It was the same before."

Yang Ling asked: "Your Highness, how many days do you think Wu Pinghou and others can hold on?"

King Chu: "At least three days."

Yang Ling asked again: "What about three days later?"

"I'll probably pretend to be sick and not go to court."

"Your Highness, how many days do you think they will keep pretending?"

The King of Chu said: "It's still three days. They don't dare not go to court for a long time, because they know in their hearts that their father will really let them retire and go home."

"The Emperor never tolerates them." Yang Ling thought of Duke Anyang and then of Prince Zheng, "Did the Emperor ask Prince Zheng to come back?"

"Anyang Gong has not asked his father to let King Zheng come back for the time being." King Chu, who lost his son, continued, "After all, this matter is not over yet, Wu Pinghou and the others are still making trouble."

Yang Ling thought about it and thought the same thing: "It seems that after Wu Pinghou and others have calmed down, Anyang Gong will ask the emperor to let Prince Zheng return to the capital."

King Chu looked at Yang Ling and said thoughtfully: "Sir, I plan to propose to my father that King Zheng return to the capital."

When Yang Ling heard what King Chu said, the movements of her hands couldn't help but pause. He looked at King Chu with slight surprise: "Your Highness, what are you..."

The King of Chu rubbed the chess piece in his hand and said meaningfully: "I am not selling out to Anyang Gong, but I am taking the opportunity to bring King Zheng back."

"Your Highness, do you want to deal with King Zheng in advance?" What on earth did King Zheng do to make His Highness King Chu hate him so much?

"Yes, he is a scourge. It would be better to get rid of him as soon as possible."

"fair enough."

In Anyang Gong's Mansion, Anyang Gong was also talking to his son about asking Prince Zheng to return to the capital.

"Dad, His Highness is somewhat reluctant to return to Beijing."

"He has to go back even if he doesn't. Does he want to stay in that ghost place all his life and be an idle prince?" Anyang Gong knew the reason why Prince Zheng didn't want to return to the capital. "In these years, he has lived in Jiaozhou drunkenly and dreamily. If he doesn't return to the capital, he will It will turn into complete waste.”

"Dad, you also know what kind of temper His Highness is. Do you really think it's okay to let him return to the capital?" Anyang Gong's son frowned, his expression a little solemn, "If the things His Highness has done are known to others, His Highness... Not only will something happen, but it will also implicate us. You also know that in the past few years in Jiaozhou, His Highness has become more and more willful and willful, and I am afraid that His Highness will not be able to control himself even if he returns to the capital."

"When he returns to the capital, he will restrain himself." Anyang Gong said with a cold face, "I will mention it to the emperor after Marquis Wu Ping and others are done making trouble."

Anyang Gong's son also knew that the Wang family had long bet their treasure on King Zheng. If King Zheng stays in Jiaozhou, the Wang family will not have a good future. However, if King Zheng returns to Beijing, the Wang family will still have a chance to give it a try. As long as they succeed, their Wang family will be extremely powerful.

"I hope His Highness will become more honest after returning to Beijing."

"Go to Jiaozhou in person and deal with the things that His Highness has done." Anyang Gong was also worried that the things that King Zheng did in Jiaozhou would be discovered by others, and King Zheng would be finished by then. "It must be dealt with cleanly and there must be no further trouble."

Anyang Gong's son nodded and said, "Okay, then I will leave for Jiaozhou tomorrow."

"We'll talk about it when I go to the palace to see the empress tomorrow." Anyang said impartially, "This matter must be discussed with the empress first."

"Dad, it's best to ask your Majesty to write a letter to His Highness. I will bring it to Your Highness then." Thinking of Prince Zheng's temperament, Anyang Gong's son said with a headache, "Your Highness is most afraid of your Majesty and he also listens to your Majesty's words the most. ." (End of chapter)