From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

March 6, the fourth year of Qianyuan.

A grand court meeting was held in the palace.

Because of the previous postponements, this was the emperor's first public appearance after the New Year.

At the end of the middle section of Suzaku Avenue, the southern gate of the imperial city is majestic and heavy. Luxurious carriages are parked here, with many coachmen and slaves left behind.

The first gate of the imperial city is vermilion in color, and the walls are covered with yellow glazed tiles. A pair of jade lions lie majestically on the left and right. In addition, there is a dismounting stele engraved by a Confucian master eight hundred years ago. Because the capital of Tai'an is located in the north, there are scattered traces of battles everywhere that are difficult to repair. During the Spring and Autumn Period, a fierce general of the Northern Han Dynasty who was known as the enemy of ten thousand men broke through the outer city and knocked on the gate of the imperial palace. At that time, the former emperor went north, and the second prince took the initiative to stay behind and verbally rejected Xu Xiao's return to defend, hoping to exchange the capital for the other.

That was the first time that the King of Beiliang and the current emperor cooperated. As a result, the Northern Han court retreated first and issued several stern military orders to its generals to return and drive back the powerful enemy. The offensive momentum failed. At the most critical moment, the prince, who was not yet an emperor at the time, personally climbed up the city wall with a sword in his hand and cut off an enemy head to boost morale.

The capital of Northern Han was captured and brave generals were killed in battle, thus marking the beginning of the unification of the Spring and Autumn Period.

And the sword that symbolized the emperor's personal expedition was hung at the city gate again after thirty years.

A large group of noble ladies walked up the white stone steps. Behind the six ministers and vice ministers were the main leaders of the twenty-four departments. The three dukes and three masters were incomplete in number and were all very old. The military generals gathered in a group, far away from the civil officials. Three thousand Praefectus Guards stood in various places in the palace, all wearing golden armor, with swords on their waists, and each with his own skills.

Most of the officials' eyes kept glancing at the man in the front.

With Xu Xiao away and Gu Jiantang heading south, the only one who could stand shoulder to shoulder with the third king of a different surname from Li Yang was Zhang Julu. One was a civil official, and the other a military official. Behind the former, the military generals unconsciously formed a line. From beginning to end, King Ji'an never spoke a word to anyone, and his attitude was a little arrogant. On the contrary, when he entered the palace with a sword and shoes, everyone thought it was nothing. For the number one in the world, there was no difference between having a sword or not.

Zhang Julu at the front had a strange appearance with purple beard and green eyes. He suffered a lot because of this natural peculiarity. But even if he gave up the twenty years of accumulation in the Hanlin Academy, he knew that he was far less young than the prince next to him.

Young, too young in fact.

At the age of seventeen, he is the best in the world. If he takes good care of himself, he can live for two centuries. In this long period of time, there have been at least four or five emperors in Liyang. Can everyone really tolerate him? How many people can have the deep energy-cultivation skills to let a skinny dragon who is actually full of vigor and vitality sleep beside him?
For any dynasty, there are only two words to describe a seventeen-year-old king with a different surname and great military achievements - must be killed.

The reason why the imperial court could still tolerate him and continue to reward him was, firstly, because of the example of the King of Beiliang, and secondly, because the King of Ji'an killed more than 10,000 elite soldiers of Western Chu in Xiangyang City.

The ruler and his subjects are suitable for each other for two generations?
Zhang Julu sighed slightly, there was a 99% chance that the relationship was going to break down.

Hundreds of nobles and officials entered the hall. They were already tired of the magnificent building, and everyone found their seats.

Civil officials were on the left and military officials were on the right, headed by the chief minister and Prince Ji'an.

When the hour arrived, the emperor took the throne, drums and music sounded, and all officials congratulated him and performed the ceremony as usual.

After the ceremony, the crowds cheered "Long live the emperor".

The emperor had a pale face and did not look handsome, but his brows were full of majesty. He waved his hand to interrupt the music and ceremony, and opened the court meeting in an anxious manner.

The first sentence made all officials panic.

"I won't live until nightfall."

You have no joke.

Immediately, some censors wanted to stand up, but the young eunuch next to the dragon throne took action. A beam of white light blasted several people out of the hall. They landed unharmed, just in pain.

Several real giants apparently knew about this.

"My virtue is not like others. Wars have broken out in all corners of the country. I have been unable to maintain the brightness of the three lights above and the harmony of all living things below. There have been many warnings from all directions but I have not heeded them. The people of the county have suffered but I am unaware of them. I have issued eleven decrees. What about the chief minister?"

Zhang Julu stepped out of the line and saluted, then replied, "It has already been started. The imperial envoys who conferred titles on the Southern King and the Northern King set out with the team last night."

"Too slow." The emperor frowned, but he also knew the resistance to enthroning the King of Yi Zi Bing Jian.

Zhang Julu remained silent. In fact, he did not quite agree with the eleven imperial edicts. They were all strong measures and forcing them would cause endless troubles.

"I am incompetent and dare not take on such a high responsibility. I ask Your Majesty to revoke the order or choose another outstanding person to be appointed as the Third Official in Kaifeng Prefecture." Behind someone, the King of Jiaodong stepped out.

"Stand back." The emperor said calmly, "I don't have time to argue with you any more."

The sound was faint, but it was like the growl of a sick tiger.

The King of Jiaodong lowered his head and withdrew.

"Let the four of them come up," said the emperor.

Everyone realized that today was unusual.

The second prince, the third prince, the fifth prince, and the illegitimate son.

Four people stood in the middle of the hall.

"If anyone of you thinks you have what it takes to be an emperor, come up and drag me down," the emperor said coldly.

The whole hall was dead silent, with occasional low shouts suppressed. The emperor was helping the new emperor establish his authority at all costs, but as an emperor, if he made a fool of himself in public, it would do more harm than good in the long run, after all, the emperor was supreme and noble.

A strange atmosphere of drastic changes in the situation at the end of the dynasty filled the air, and no one knew whether all this was a test or not.

"Your son believes that the eldest son should be the heir to the throne. Your elder brother Zhao Wu has made outstanding military achievements and is resolute and steady. He should be the one to inherit the throne." The second prince spoke.

Many ministers were muttering that this was nonsense. The Western Chu front was thousands of miles away from the capital, and even if the eldest prince grew a pair of wings, he would not be able to catch up.

"I believe that our dynasty should govern the world with benevolence and filial piety. Even if I die, I will not dare to do anything to my father."

After the third prince said this, he began to sob continuously.

Everyone present knew that this guy was pretending, but it was all about his attitude, and whether he looked genuine was also a test of his skill.

At the first seat on the right, Jiang Yuan's expression moved slightly. When the third prince mentioned Ren, he indeed improved a little bit in cultivation.

It is much more obvious than usual, because when someone mentions it, other people who hear it will also think of the word.

This means that he can improve his Confucian and Taoist cultivation at an extraordinary speed. The small world inside the sword of his main body will devour the alien cave, and the creatures inside will be under the care of him, the "Lord Heaven". Then he can integrate the word "benevolence" into every aspect of life.

Anyone in this world, no matter they write, use, speak or read, will provide a bit of cultivation for the sages.

"Father has the final say on all major world affairs. All thunder and rain are grace from the emperor. As for the position of crown prince, no matter which prince Father prefers, I am willing to assist him with my life." The fifth prince said righteously.

The three princes all showed a humble attitude. After all, the fight for the throne was a matter of great importance. If they stood up rashly, they would likely be attacked by the joint forces of others.

When it was Zhao Kai's turn, the illegitimate child, he raised his head and no longer concealed his hatred in his eyes.

Among all the princes, his maternal family was the most humble, and it could not even be called a "family". The man on the dragon throne favored a girl from the market, but he casually forgot about it. Although the emperor forgot about these things, the concubines in the palace were all ruthless and aggressive. If it were not for the master chef Han Shengxuan to bring him back, he would have almost starved to death outside.

Zhao Kai took a step forward. He had no maternal family and no power, so naturally he didn't need to be as concerned as his three adopted brothers.

"Father, I am willing to be the crown prince."

All the ministers were shocked, especially the nobles from the three factions, who looked the most unhappy.

(End of this chapter)