Longevity begins with refining blood essence

Chapter 66 My Words Are Destiny (One More Chapter for You to Read)

"Gudu."

An elder of the royal family could not help but ask:
"May I ask this senior, why did you choose the fourth prince, Cheng Kun, as the emperor?"

Fang Chen tilted his head and thought for a while.

"Because I want to. Is this an okay reason?"

It was a simple sentence, but it was full of dominance and left no room for doubt.

Everyone's mouth twitched, but who dared to say no?
The blood of the martial saint who had just died was still hot, and his big confused eyes were still staring at them.

"In that case, we understand."

"I'm going to take a look at the library of your Daqian royal family. If there's nothing important, please don't disturb me."

"As ordered."

Fang Chen disappeared from the spot. Several people looked at each other, seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes and smiled bitterly.

"Go and carry out the order of this great master. At least the throne still belongs to the bloodline of the Qin family."

The next day, Daqian held an early morning court session.

This morning court session was held in an extremely solemn manner. When the ministers walked into the hall, no one made any sound. Even when they spoke, they spoke in a very low voice, unlike usual when they dared to speak loudly.

But some people had their brows furrowed, while others were secretly laughing, and they couldn't suppress the raised corners of their mouths.

Regarding today's court meeting, everyone knows what is about to happen. It will be something that is enough to change the entire history of Daqian.

It is destined that many people, and even many family forces, will benefit from this court meeting, and the benefits will last for decades.

In the crowd, the Fourth Prince and his two or three accompanying officials all looked depressed and solemn, without any sign of excitement at all.

The reason is simple. Today, they are just a group of supporting roles, not the protagonists.

The position of the supreme ruler is destined to be out of their reach for them.

"Fourth Master, the strange man we met in Chuzhou said in person that you have the qualities of a king."

An attendant official couldn't help but speak in a low voice, and the Fourth Prince laughed at himself.

"He is just a wanderer, how credible can you be about his words? Stop deceiving yourself."

"Hey!"

The official sighed, and his companion beside him whispered:

"Your Highness the Crown Prince has already received the support of the old clan. The Tenth Prince has invited a Martial Saint from his mother's clan to take charge. The old men in the palace also think highly of the Eighth Prince. The throne today will definitely be chosen from among these three. There is no hope for the others."

Although this sentence was like a thorn in the throat, making people feel suffocated and stuffy, no one else had the slightest intention of refutation.

Because, they are all facts, facts that are so depressing that one cannot resist.

In comparison, the Fourth Prince has nothing but some outstanding political achievements, but political achievements are of no use to being an emperor. Strength and power are the only criteria for being an emperor.

Everyone arrived at the main hall. Officials headed by the Crown Prince, the Eighth Prince, and the Tenth Prince's respective lines stood in three rows, while the other princes, their staff, and a few unimportant officials stood in a single row. The court was divided into four rows.

But in the eyes of others, there are actually only three columns, and the last column is just there to fill the number.

Sitting on it were three old men with white hair and beards, and a middle-aged man with a square face.

But no one in the court dared to disrespect them. Everyone was solemn and respectful, because the people in front of them were the old seniors of the Daqian royal family.

More importantly, they are all martial saints, national martial saints! The pillars of Daqian!
"Meet the elder!"

Everybody knelt down together, except for one person who did not kneel down. He was the Martial Saint sent by the Tenth Prince's mother's family. He put his hands behind his back and looked at the four people above him without showing any fear.

As they were both at the level of Martial Saint, he naturally had nothing to fear from the other party.

The four elders of the Daqian royal family did not say much. There was no point in arguing with a martial saint. Could they possibly fight in the court?
After taking a deep breath, the elder sitting in the center finally spoke.

"Be flat."

"Thank you, elder."

Everyone stood up, and the royal elder said:

"The emperor died before he could break through the Great Venerable Realm, and was possessed by the devil. This is the most tragic thing that has happened to Daqian in the past hundred years. However, the country cannot be without a ruler for a day. Daqian's vast territory and billions of people still need someone to preside over the overall situation of the court. Therefore, today's court meeting is aimed at selecting a new emperor."

As soon as these words came out, an old clan minister behind the prince stepped forward and bowed, saying:
"Elder, I have something to report."

"explain."

"Since ancient times, the crown prince has been the heir to the throne, the future emperor. Now that your majesty has passed away, the crown prince should inherit the throne and bring peace to the world. I implore the emperor to appoint the crown prince as the heir to bring peace to our country."

"Haha, that's wrong."

An old minister also stood up from behind the Eighth Prince and bowed to the emperor, saying:
"Your Majesty, since ancient times, the throne should be held by people with both moral integrity and talent. The crown prince has done many immoral things, which is known to everyone in the court and the country. If he were to become the emperor, what would the situation in Daqian become? How can we be sure?

In my humble opinion, the Eighth Prince has always been known for his wisdom and virtue, and all the officials in the court have heard of him. It is only right that His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince should be nominated as the emperor."

"Bullshit! Song Shiyang, in order to support the Eighth Prince to ascend the throne, you dare to spread rumors here to confuse the public? Slandering His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! You are simply a person who deserves death. Your Majesty, I request that Song Shiyang be punished for slandering the royal family and committing the crime of treason!"

Before the two groups of people started arguing, another minister stood up behind the Tenth Prince and bowed:

"Your Majesty, I think what Grand Secretary Song said is true. The Crown Prince has been immoral for a long time. This is known to everyone in the court and the country. Even when the late Emperor was alive, he had reprimanded the Crown Prince. For the future of our Great Qian, I hope the Crown Prince will understand.

In addition, when it comes to wisdom, His Royal Highness the Tenth Prince is as wise as the Eighth Prince. In addition, the Tenth Prince can bring a powerful ally to our Daqian.

Right now, Daqian is in a critical moment with demons causing chaos inside and powerful enemies surrounding it outside. In my humble opinion, he is the most suitable person for Daqian."

"You're talking bullshit!"

The ministers started arguing loudly in the court. The huge and solemn hall seemed to have suddenly turned into a vegetable market where shrews were scolding each other.

The prince's face turned blue!
But the Emperor Elder shouted loudly at this moment.

"Shut up! What's wrong with you all?"

This voice contained the power of a martial saint, which made everyone's soul tremble uncontrollably and they immediately stopped arguing.

Then, the Royal Elder spoke again:

"We have already made up our minds about the appointment of the Emperor of Daqian. The new emperor is neither the Crown Prince, nor the Eighth Prince, nor the Tenth Prince, but the Fourth Prince!"

(PS: Previously, the realm after the Great Venerable was the Venerable King, but someone complained about it, so I changed it to the Martial God.)
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(End of this chapter)