I really don't want to be a traitor

Chapter 91 Xiang Chong inquires about politics
Xiang Chong was stunned.

what? What?
Was Fan Li speaking human language?Why can't I understand a word?
Although Xiang Chong was the biological son of Empress Dowager Li, a nobleman of the Xiang family, he was not the son of the late emperor after all, so he was sent out of the palace early and sent to the sect to practice.

He has a good cultivation talent, but he is not familiar with all the systems and laws of the Great Chu Dynasty Hall.

What does it mean to enter the court but not to tend?

What is praise and no name?
It took Xiang Chong a long time to comprehend the idea of ​​walking up to the hall and seeing the emperor, but the more he thought about it, the more awkward he became.

Who gave Fan Li this power?
After all, he is just a courtier, and he can go to the palace with swords and shoes.

If Fan Li wanted to kill the king, wouldn't he have weapons ready? ?

"No! I don't agree. These privileges of yours must be withdrawn!" Xiang Chong said immediately.

After hearing this, Fan Li was not angry at all.

He nodded and smiled and said, "Okay, that is to say, Your Majesty is going to dismiss the minister from his position as prime minister and cut off the title of Duke Jin?"

"Ah? I didn't say that..." Xiang Chong was a little confused.

Eunuch Chen couldn't stand it any longer and reminded him quietly: "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister has the honor of the Three Dukes, and the Duke of Jin holds the high position of a duke. Anyone who holds these noble positions can indeed enjoy privileges according to the Great Chu ancestral system. Can you deny Fan Li? privileges is tantamount to dismissing him from office."

"Depend on."

Even Xiang Chong knew that dismissing Fan Li now would only paralyze the entire Great Chu Kingdom.

The Holy Masters of the Sanskrit Pure Land can take Xiang Ning away, but they cannot replace Fan Li and support the military, political and economic affairs of Great Chu.

He waved his hands irritably: "It didn't count just now, just pretend I didn't say it."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Fan Li was still smiling.

The emperor's golden mouth and jade words.

On the first day Xiang Chong went to court, his words were useless and he slapped himself in the face.

Seeing this scene, all civil and military officials looked at Xiang Chong with less respect.

Xiang Chong himself felt aggrieved.

He muttered in a low voice: "Which turtle grandson established such an unreliable ancestral system?"

"Forehead……"

Eunuch Chen wanted to explain, but he held back.

Since it is an ancestral system, of course it was established by the ancestors.

Scolding the overlord Xiang Yu as the grandson of a turtle, Eunuch Chen suspected that Xiang Chong was the No. 1 since the founding of the Great Chu.

"Well, today is my first time in court. Dear ladies, do you have anything to report?"

Xiang Chong was not in a hurry after a bad start.

The emperor's rule over the people in the country depends on his great talents and grand strategy and the spirit of the emperor.

He believed that as long as he personally managed the government, he would naturally be able to subdue his officials, benefit the people, and then bring the world to its center.

"Everyone just speak freely, and if you have any difficult government affairs, you can ask me for instructions." Xiang Chonghao said dryly.

Under the imperial steps, all civil and military officials were extremely quiet.

Except for Fan Li who was looking at him with a smile, the rest of the officials were like clay sculptures.

"What do you mean? Why don't you do anything? Could it be that you look down on me!?" Xiang Chong said angrily.

Seeing that he lost his temper, Da Honglu, one of the Nine Ministers, came out.

"Oh? Dahonglu is in charge of the etiquette of worship, court engagement, banquets, and suburban welcomes for the kings and princes and the attached tribes. Does Aiqing have government affairs in this regard?"

In the past few days, Xiang Chong stayed up late to study hard, and at least he memorized the authority and responsibilities of most officials in the DPRK and China.

He deliberately rushed to speak out, of course for the sake of showing off.

Dahonglu is nearly a hundred years old, with gray beard and hair.

He left the shift trembling and knelt under the imperial steps.

"Your Majesty, the weather in our country is going smoothly, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, the military is fully equipped, and the people are prosperous... There is really nothing that needs to be done."

Xiang Chong listened to the first half of the sentence and thought that Da Honglu was going to flatter himself.

After listening to the following words, he almost jumped up and cursed!

"fart!"

Xiang Chong cursed in his heart, but remembering that Da Honglu was also from the royal family of the Xiang family, according to his seniority, he was still his grandfather's generation, so he had no choice but to hold back.

"Da Honglu's words are wrong, right? Great Chu has thousands of miles of land and billions of people, so how can there be nothing to do? You stand back and let me ask myself!"

After waving away the grandpa's Da Honghe, Xiang Chong began to roll the roll.

"Where is the captain?"

Deliberately ignoring Fan Li, the prime minister, but looking for the Taiwei, one of the three princes.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the smile on Fan Li's face getting weirder, and even the civil and military officials began to whisper among themselves.

"what happened?"

Xiang Chong also found something was wrong.

"Your Majesty, it has been many years since I have appointed a lieutenant." Fan Li said with a smile.

"what?"

Xiang Chong blushed.

No wonder the ministers reacted so strangely, wasn't he embarrassing just now?

He said angrily: "The important affairs of the country are the priests and the soldiers! We don't have a Taiwei in the court, so who is responsible for so many important military and political affairs?!"

"I am responsible."

Fan Li only answered three words, and Xiang Chong lost his temper in an instant.

But Fan Li still reported honestly: "I have been acting as the Taiwei since the beginning of the first emperor's dynasty."

He glanced at Fan Li resentfully, and felt that this guy was the Bodhisattva in the temple, he really couldn't be messed with, so he could only make offerings carefully.

"Ahem! Put the military affairs aside for now. Where is the Imperial Censor? The Imperial Censor is in charge of the Imperial Censor. He has the important responsibility of supervising all officials and administering the laws of prisons. I want to ask the Imperial Censor for political advice!"

Xiang Chong said, looking away from Fan Li and searching among the civil and military officials.

However, he found that Baiguan's expression was still weird.

Depend on?
isn't it?
The corner of Xiang Chong's mouth was trembling, and he saw Fan Li take a step forward.

"The minister is in charge. Since the first emperor's reign, the minister has also performed the responsibility of the imperial censor." Fan Li said with a smile.

"...Aren't you tired?" Xiang Chong couldn't help but ask.

Fan Li shook his head: "For the eternal foundation of the Great Chu Dynasty, I am willing to devote myself to death."

It's fine to do your best, please die quickly!
This is Xiang Chong's heart at the moment, but he still wants to boast: "Jin Gong has worked hard."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the compliment."

Fan Li could see how unhappy Xiang Chong was, but he didn't care.

As a minister of power, isn't it reasonable to gather the power of the three princes in one person?

"Your Majesty, you can ask me any questions you have about the authority and responsibilities of the Censor." Fan Li said.

Xiang Chong shook his head.

Don’t ask, I’ll get annoyed when I see you.

Sangong can't be counted on, but there is still Jiuqing, right?
Xiang Chong suddenly remembered that all the high-ranking officials of the Nine Qing Dynasties had other people, and it was impossible for Fan Li to hold a part-time job anymore.

"That... Da Si Nong, did you come to court today?"

Xiang Chong finally became more cautious, and he was careful when asking questions, so as not to embarrass him again.

A middle-aged official stood up from the court.

"Your Majesty, the minister is here." Da Sinong bowed to the ground.

It wasn't Fan Li, it really wasn't Fan Li, Xiang Chong was so moved that he almost cried!
"Ai Qing's body is so good, Ai Qing is so good...Ai Qing, what's your surname?"

Xiang Chong wanted to get close to this big farmer to show the kindness of the monarch and his ministers, but found that he couldn't even pronounce his name.

He really wanted to slap himself!

It's not good to ask what's wrong, why ask his name?

Upon hearing the words, Da Sinong kowtowed again, and replied, "How dare Your Majesty praise you in front of you? My humble minister Sang Yang."

"Oh, Sang Aiqing!"

Xiang Chong quickly put the embarrassment behind him and started showing off again.

"This, this, Da Si Nong is in charge of finances. In recent years, the treasury of our Da Chu has been filled and the people have been rich. You have contributed a lot!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Sang Yang blushing.

"Your Majesty, it's only been a month since I was enlisted by the imperial court to be the chief minister..."

(End of this chapter)