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Chapter 1053 The Crown Prince Goes to Court
The early morning light shone through the clouds onto the earth, and the morning bell in front of the palace gate echoed, so clearly that the entire imperial city could hear it.

In the gradually thinning morning mist, officials holding lanterns entered the palace one by one in two columns, civil and military.

After passing through Xihua Gate, then Youchengtian Gate, and walking along a long palace road, the officials finally arrived in front of Chuigong Hall.

At this time, the censor was in a dilemma and all officials were getting ready.

When the time came, they began to enter the Chuigong Hall one after another.

Everything seemed to be the same as usual, nothing was different.

However, when all the officials took their seats, they suddenly discovered that an unexpected person had appeared at today's morning court session.

Or rather, a little guy!

Zhao Jian, who was just ten years old, stood at the front of the line of military officers, under the imperial steps, wearing a red dragon robe specially made for him, and looked sleepy.

No one has stood in this position for nearly ten years.

The last person here was the late Crown Prince Zhao Ming and other princes.

When they saw Zhao Jian appear, the officials who had been quiet just now suddenly burst into discussions.

"Why is His Royal Highness here?"

"Is that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

"He looks like a child, how come he is attending court?"

"Did any of you get the message?"

"I don't!"

"I do not have either!"

"Look! The senior officials in the cabinet don't seem to find it strange at all. Have they received the news a long time ago? Who of you can go and ask them?"

"Then you go and ask?"

"I won't go. You go, Lord Wang, go ask. Once you're done, we'll treat you to a drink!"

"Forget it, you should go and ask. When I leave, I'll treat you to a drink!"

After a while of shirking, a brave warrior finally stepped forward to Zhang Tang, who was standing at the end, and asked cautiously, "Lord Zhang, why did the Crown Prince come to court today? Did something happen?"

Zhang Tang, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes upon hearing the question. Seeing that the person who came was his subordinate from the Ministry of Rites, he could only say unhappily, "Don't guess blindly here. Your Majesty thinks that the prince is old enough and wants him to participate in government affairs as soon as possible so that he can learn how to handle state affairs as soon as possible, so he brought the prince here."

The official from the Ministry of Rites opened his eyes wide upon hearing this, and said in astonishment: "But... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is only ten years old this year!"

Zhang Tang glanced at him, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said meaningfully:

"How about...you go and object to His Majesty?"

When the official from the Ministry of Rites heard this, he shuddered and shook his head hurriedly:
"Forget it, forget it. The prince's education was arranged by His Majesty. It is not for us to interfere."

Zhang Tang immediately said with disdain: "If you don't dare, then you don't dare. Why are you making up all these excuses?"

As he spoke, Zhang Tang couldn't help but shook his head in disappointment.

The official from the Ministry of Rites immediately smiled awkwardly and quickly returned to his original position.

Compared to these officials who knew nothing, some well-informed people had already learned the news yesterday.

Instead, they were very calm at this moment, looking with curiosity at the ten-year-old Crown Prince in front of them, who rarely appeared in front of the officials.

In the past, Zhao Jun seldom let Zhao Jian appear in front of officials, because as an emperor he was worried about the crown prince contacting and colluding with court officials.

He was not afraid of such a thing at all.

Zhao Jun was simply afraid that these people would lead Zhao Jian astray, as his worldview had not yet been formed, and it would be difficult to reverse it then.

The little guy is now ten years old and can distinguish right from wrong under his own teaching, so there is no need to worry about them distorting his worldview.

Compared to the civil officials, the military officials were also discussing it, but they were all discussing...

"Hey! Old Cow! Don't you think the Crown Prince's arms and legs are too thin? Is it because he doesn't exercise enough?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Of course you are!"

"That won't do. We need to give His Majesty some advice. As the crown prince of the Song Dynasty, how can you have skinny arms and legs? If foreign barbarians see this, they will think that the Song Dynasty can't afford to eat.

How are we going to intimidate those foreign nations when we go out in the future?

Look at our Majesty, not only is he good-looking, but once he takes off his muscular shirt, his arms are so strong that a horse can run!

Good fellow! When we were in Yunzhou County, those Tatars and Huns were so scared that they peed their pants when they saw Your Majesty!

Your Highness, this is not okay!"

"No! After the court session ends, we have to ask His Majesty to take the Crown Prince to the barracks for some proper training!"

"That makes sense! Let's let the prince go to our Beijing camp!"

"Bullshit! Why should I go to your Jingying? Your Highness should go to our navy! His Majesty has said that our future is the sea and the stars.

In the future, our Song Dynasty will travel the world freely, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must join our navy!"

"Bullshit! Without our army, there would be no navy! In terms of seniority, your navy is the son of our army. If Your Highness wants to join our army, then go to the Beijing Camp!"

"Don't bring this up. What do you mean we are your sons? You can't spit out ivory, right? Have you seen my fist as big as a sandbag? Do you want to eat it?"

"Hey! Are you guys, a bunch of weaklings from the sea, still afraid of me?

Come! If you can’t kill me today, you’re my grandson! If I can’t kill you, you’re my grandson! "

"Okay! Uh...wait! You bastard, you're playing tricks on me! I'm going to beat you up!"

As they were talking, the hot-tempered military officers started fighting in the court.

Zhao Jian, who was dozing off and nodding his head in the front, was suddenly awakened by the noise behind him. He felt a chill on his back and had a bad feeling.

He turned around subconsciously and saw the generals fighting behind him. He was stunned!
This... why did they suddenly start fighting?

Is there going to be a fight in court?
Looking at the group of muscular men behind him, and then at his own flabby body, Zhao Jian felt a lump in his throat and burst into tears!

“Wuwuwu…I don’t want to fight! Wuwuwu…I can’t beat them…”

His crying suddenly made the originally noisy court quiet down, and the civil officials who were discussing the matter frowned and looked at the military generals.

The look in his eyes clearly blamed them for scaring the prince into tears.

Many of the generals had bruised faces and scratched their heads, but they still complained to each other in a low voice:

"It's all your fault! You scared His Highness into tears!"

"Bullshit! It was you, a fool, who frightened me into tears. Stop slandering me!"

"It's you! It's you!"

"Miss you all, don't you?"

"come!"

Just when these guys were about to fight again.

Suddenly! Wang Huai'en's unique and powerful voice sounded outside the hall:
"Your Majesty! Here we are!!!"

The hall fell silent again.

Even Zhao Jian, who was crying loudly, quickly shut up and wiped his eyes with his sleeves when he heard Wang Banban's voice.

He was afraid that his father would see him crying. His father was unreasonable and would spank him whenever he cried, saying that he was not manly and that his crying was like eating a peach and it was so cool, so he deserved to be beaten!
So no matter how wronged he felt, he didn't dare cry in front of his father, because his father was really trying hard to stop him!

As Wang Huai'en finished speaking, Zhao Jun walked in from outside the hall at a leisurely pace, with the gait of a dragon and a tiger.

He was adorned with the majesty of an emperor. Wherever he passed, all the officials bowed their heads and dared not look up to catch a glimpse of his face.

Tatata!
Finally, the footsteps reached the dragon throne. Zhao Jun turned around and sat down, and all the officials began to salute!
"I am waiting to see your Majesty! Your Majesty, do you pay your respects?"

"I'm fine! Please don't be polite!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

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(End of this chapter)