noffsinger Chapter 1026 How can we, the small officials, speak nonsense?
Chapter 1026 How can we, the small officials, speak nonsense?
Civil and military officials held their breath and concentrated, many of them felt confused and overwhelmed. The court was changing so fast, was it possible that the emperor was going to be replaced again?
Before they had time to get familiar with Emperor Zhaowu's governing style, the throne changed again.
By the way, what was Emperor Zhaowu’s governing style?
Is it kindness? Is it iron fist? Or...
All the ministers suddenly fell into deep thought. It seemed, as if, probably... they were just following the steps of the retired emperor, without any distinct and unique ideas of their own.
Actually, yes!
The emperor guards the country's gates! This emperor was once ambitious and full of passion!
However, after returning from Lingzhou, Emperor Zhaowu had changed... no, perhaps he was sick.
All the civil and military officials in the court looked up, only to see that the emperor's face looked sickly pale under the flickering torches.
His brows were furrowed, his lips were blue, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. How could this be the young emperor who was full of vigor and vitality in the court in the past?
This is really a serious illness!
Everyone’s quarreling in the court in recent months has been in vain!
The four great families are to blame for this! This is more than just a plot to murder the emperor! This is going to shake the century-old foundation of Beiyi and its eternal foundation!
The whole court was filled with grief, and some of the most emotional officials cried out, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Long live the Emperor...Long, long live the Emperor..."
Then the officials knelt down and cried bitterly, as if Emperor Zhaowu had passed away.
Emperor Zhaowu, who had never passed away, said: "..."
It was at this moment, looking at the kneeling figures of civil and military officials in the court, that Emperor Zhaowu suddenly felt a sense of attachment he had never felt before.
He didn't care in the past.
He was placed on the throne, and he didn't know what he should do.
Because the emperor has already managed all the political affairs very well. Whatever he does is just icing on the cake.
Emperor Zhaowu lost his target.
The throne came too easily. He even felt like going back to his fiefdom to plant crabapple trees.
He reviewed boring memorials day after day, but he couldn't find even a decent problem to solve.
The Vice Minister of Rites always ended his sentences with "I humbly await Your Majesty's advice" and the Minister of War would always end his sentences with "I rely on the majesty of Heaven". He could even memorize the habitual expressions of these ministers. There was nothing original about them and he felt bored.
He enjoyed the feeling of being persuaded to sit on the throne.
The emperor's father advised him, the emperor's sister advised him, and the prince consort supported him wholeheartedly... It turned out that he was destined to be the one, he was the chosen one!
I am not without pride in my heart!
He even dreamed that when he was in power, all the court came to congratulate him; in his hands, the Northern Wing became increasingly powerful, and the people all praised him as a good emperor.
He gradually lost himself and felt that he was just as Eunuch An said, a genius that only appears once in hundreds of years!
Such an amazing talent is worthy of the best and most intelligent woman in the world!
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Emperor Zhaowu's eyes were red. He didn't dare to look at his father, let alone the beautiful woman who was a few steps away.
Whenever that woman saw him, she would always smile and call him "Royal Brother", with her eyes as gentle as jade.
But now, she lowered her head, exuding a cold and resolute air that kept strangers away.
He would never hear that gentle voice of "Royal Brother" again, nor would he ever get a glance from her again.
Emperor Zhaowu frowned, feeling extremely sad. He felt humiliated for having lost his imperial power, and also felt frustrated for having lost her trust.
At this moment, no matter how upset the officials outside the city were, the court disputes that had lasted for several months finally came to an end at this moment.
Everyone was thinking that the throne would eventually be returned to the Holy and Virtuous Emperor. If the throne was returned, would the Holy and Virtuous Emperor still be called the Mingde Emperor?
To be fair, all officials hoped that Emperor Mingde would return to the throne. It was really reassuring to have an emperor leading the army in person.
"Today, in front of the Emperor Emeritus, in front of all the civil and military officials... cough cough cough..." Emperor Zhaowu coughed quickly and paused, then turned and bowed deeply in the direction of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, with the wide sleeves of his dragon robe hanging to the ground. "Moreover, in front of all the ancestors, I will abdicate the throne to my younger brother, Prince Li Xiao Jiu."
He slowly took off his crown, held up the twelve-tasseled crown with both hands, and solemnly put it on Prince Li under the gaze of all the civil and military officials in the court.
The jade beads hanging from the crown swayed gently, reflecting the warm glow of the sun.
All the officials were stunned.
What? Pass the throne to Prince Li?
That kid...didn’t he just disobey the emperor and marry the girl from the Wei family?
Everyone looked sideways, all at Chief Mo and Lord Wei, and then at General Wei Yuzhi who was standing in a row with Ma Chuyi.
As a result, these people remained calm, their eyes focused on their noses and their noses focused on their hearts, as if it had nothing to do with them.
So calm and peaceful.
Everyone suddenly came to their senses.
Oh my god! If Prince Li succeeds to the throne, will the daughter of the Wei family become the queen? Then Lord Wei Wei Wei Wei will be the father-in-law of the emperor!
Where is the Wei family's ancestral tomb? Hurry up and take up a piece of land next to his house.
"Old Wei!" Official A whispered, "Did you know this outcome?"
Wei Zhongshi looked at him seriously and said, "Lord Wang, please be careful with your words! The affairs of the royal family are unpredictable. How can a small official like me speak carelessly?"
Tsk! You wait for the little official!
Old Wei, do you want to listen to what you are saying? Your daughter has married the new emperor, and you are still a lowly official! Who do you think is lowly?
Hey! No... New emperor! Harem! Yeah, the three palaces and six courtyards have to be set up! My daughter is sixteen, just right!
Perhaps many officials thought of this, and their faces flushed. Only Director Mo was indifferent to the ups and downs, Lord Wei was not surprised by praise or criticism, and General Wei regarded glory and wealth as smoke and clouds.
Anyway, things like wealth, power and status are there whether you want them or not.
When you are unlucky, you can’t get it even if you risk your life. When you are lucky, wealth and glory will come to you even if you sit there and do nothing.
This is roughly the current situation for the Wei family. It can't be said that they are heading in both directions. It is completely that wealth and glory have unilaterally come to their Wei family over thousands of waves.
Even Director Mo couldn't help but sigh that he had been poor and frustrated all his life, and thought that his talent would be buried.
Who knows that things change over time? He, his son-in-law, his grandson, his eldest granddaughter, his youngest granddaughter... Each of them either had a successful career or had made great achievements at a young age. His granddaughters were married to the best of their ability.
His little Pingting hasn't even grown up yet, and already... she's going to be the queen. This is really unexpected, very unexpected!
The ancestors of the Mo and Wei families must be laughing so hard that they are about to crawl out of their coffins!
At this time, all the civil and military officials in the court were in mixed feelings as they watched Emperor Zhaowu steadily hold up the important imperial seal, a symbol of the country, and solemnly hand it over to Prince Li.
Hearing the emperor's earnest words, "I will entrust this beautiful country to you, my ninth brother. I hope it will be in your hands and keep the peace and prosperity forever."
Prince Li took a deep breath, knelt on one knee and took the imperial seal, "I will definitely live up to your trust."
The scene was very touching and dignified, as if Emperor Zhaowu really abdicated because he was suffering from a serious illness.
The Minister of Rites sang in unison, "The new emperor ascends the throne—"
All officials knelt in unison to welcome the new emperor.