The king does not go to court early: the queen is too enchanting

Chapter 993

The atmosphere above the court hall is very strange.

The fourth prince stood on the side of the dragon chair, feeling terrified in his heart.He had never hated Zhou Xuanqing, the servant of the Ministry of Rites so much.

It was only because Zhou Xuanqing said to the sage that he would never die, that a country cannot live without a king.

In this case, how can it be said casually?
Originally, after the matter of abolishing the crown prince and the matter of the eldest prince and the third prince were completely resolved, his original intention was to leave, but later, when the saint was seriously ill, he could not just leave at this time Of.

Then he caught up with those courtiers who roasted himself on the fire, and as soon as the memorial was delivered to his bedroom, within half a moment came the sage's oral order to temporarily take over the state affairs.

The sage spoke, and he had to obey.However, after all, he violated the taboo of his father.

In ancient times, the emperor treated his son with the most kindness and the most wariness.I am afraid that one day my position of power will be emptied by my son.

Therefore, power can only be steadfast if it is in your own hands.Such an idea must have been shared by saints.

If not, today, he would not have suddenly appeared on the Golden Palace, and just happened to hear Zhou Xuanqing's rebellious advice.

He was going to kill himself, he thought to himself.

From the moment the sage appeared until now, he has not spoken a single word.His face looked extraordinarily old, and his complexion was much less rosy. It seemed that he was seriously ill.

Even so, he still stood on the golden hall, sat on the dragon chair, and looked down at everyone. Just one look made people silence.

At that time, Zhou Xuanqing's legs were trembling with fright, and his teeth couldn't help but touch each other. The courtiers looked at each other, and couldn't understand for a moment, what was the saint doing?
He remained silent for a long time, but it was a kind of torture for the minister in the court.And Shao Hui didn't change his face, it seemed that he had been like this from the beginning.Neither proud nor humble, just standing there dignifiedly, like a man.

Such a person can easily give people the illusion that even if his body is kneeling, he can still make people feel the dignity of standing.

The saint's eyes stayed on him for a while, and then moved away.Shao Hui seemed to have never cared about this, with a respectful face, neither humble nor overbearing, from the beginning to the end.

Shao Shi'an stood beside his father, even if he didn't raise his head, he could still feel the coldness hidden in the eyes of the saint.

It's no wonder that if this matter is changed to any high-ranking person, he will be angry.

The sage was only seriously ill and hadn't died yet, so some people couldn't bear to shout the slogan that a country cannot live without a king.

It is obvious that the fourth prince is going to be promoted to the throne.How could such a thing be tolerated when the saint was still alive?

Shao Shi'an glanced at his father imperceptibly, and couldn't help but sighed "Old Fox" to himself, his expression still solemn and indifferent.

From this point of view, their father and son still have some similarities.

At this time, Shao Shiping wanted the sage to be angry. He really wanted to see that if the sage couldn't even tolerate the only remaining prince who was worthy of great responsibility, then who else could he give the throne to in the end?
It is a sad thing for entrepreneurs to have no successors.In particular, this foundation is still the foundation of the ancestors, the country and the country.

There was a sneer on the corner of his lips. Under his respectful expression, there was a mentality of watching the show.

Above the court, almost everyone has their own ghosts.The ones who are most restless are probably the fourth prince and that rude servant Zhou Xuanqing.

The fourth prince sat on the rattan wooden chair, motionless, for a long time, which made his body feel tired and uncomfortable.

Zhou Xuanqing was even more so. After a long while, he finally couldn't bear the royal majesty, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and immediately after hearing a 'plop' sound, he directly knelt and sat on the golden hall.

Looking very embarrassed, the majestic servant lord actually knelt down on top of the hall.

There was a hint of sarcasm on the corner of the saint's lips, his eyes fell on Zhou Xuanqing's body, and then directly on the fourth prince's body in a blink of an eye.

"A country cannot be without a king for a day. Then, in the eyes of all the lovers, isn't I a monarch?"

"Sir, I'm terrified!"

All the officials knelt on the main hall, the saint seemed not satisfied with the effect, his complexion was as pale as snow, it was hard to imagine how he persisted until now.

He sat on the dragon chair, his fingers trembling uncontrollably, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead.He appeared here at the price of a very hard torture.

It's like, now his body is weak for a while, but his momentum in the court cannot be weakened at all.

On the contrary, at this time, he should stretch out his sharp claws and give these people a blow!
In this way, it is also good for them to clearly understand what is king!

(End of this chapter)