The heavens are kings, starting with Qing Prince Li Chengqian

Chapter 10 Attack
Li Chengqian and his entourage arrived at the square, went straight ahead, and the magnificent Tai Chi Hall came into view.

Looking along a white jade-like stone step, the Taiji Hall is covered with golden glazed tiles, as if casted in gold.

It is full of grandeur, but solemn and solemn atmosphere.

Li Chengqian suppressed his curiosity and astonishment, and looked ahead calmly, not daring to show any other emotions that he shouldn't have.

Not long after, when he arrived at the place, got off the sedan chair, and followed an eunuch into the Tai Chi Hall, he discovered that there were already many ministers in the Tai Chi Hall.

However, because the time for the early court has not yet arrived, Emperor Qing has not yet appeared.

And following his appearance, after the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty noticed, they all raised their hands and bowed, saying: "I have seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Li Chengqian, on the other hand, was expressionless and slightly nodded, showing an attitude of alienation, and walked to a place on the left between the courtiers and under the dragon chair on his own.

In his memory, this is the place where he stood when he attended the government affairs.

The eyes of all the ministers were a little strange.

I haven't seen you for some days, did His Royal Highness suddenly change his temper?

In the past, he always had a smile on his face when he saw them, and wished he could have a drink with them right away, but today he put on airs.

For a while, he looked at Li Chengqian with a little more inquiry.

Li Chengqian remained calm and silent no matter what they thought.

Because he knows very well that in his current state, it is not a good thing to intervene in the government prematurely. What's more, keeping a distance from the courtiers, with the character of that majesty, although he doesn't say it, he will probably feel a little more happy in his heart Come.

At this moment, he is rather interested in the minister on the right.

Waiting for Emperor Qing to appear, he quietly looked at him from the corner of his eye.

I saw that this person looked delicate, with piercing eyes, if not for his gray beard and hair, people might misunderstand his age.

However, one can vaguely see how handsome the other party was when he was young.

From his memory, Li Chengqian knew that this person was Lin Gong's father, the current prime minister, Lin Ruofu.

At this time, Lin Ruofu seemed to have noticed Li Chengqian's gaze, turned his head sideways, and smiled at Li Chengqian, looking full of kindness.

Li Chengqian's eyes were slightly focused, he didn't know if it was his illusion, but just for a moment, he seemed to feel a bit of provocation and hostility.

But it was too weak and too indifferent, if he hadn't inherited Li Chungang's keen sense of spirit, he might not have noticed the slightest abnormality at all.

He withdrew his eyes and stopped paying attention to the other party, but there was a bit of coldness in his heart.

Could it be because of what happened to Lin Gong a few days ago?
The dignified prime minister, could it be that he, the current crown prince, would be troubled by this matter?

Just thinking about it, I suddenly heard a sharp chanting sound.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Before the words were finished, the ruler of Qing Kingdom, his father, slowly stepped out from one side.

When Emperor Qing took his seat on the dragon chair, accompanied by many courtiers kneeling down and drinking long live, the morning court officially began.

Li Chengqian probably just listened casually about this court meeting, and most of his attention was still on Emperor Qing.

I saw that Emperor Qing was wearing a dark golden dragon robe today, with a golden coiled dragon ribbon tied around his waist, his jet-black hair was tied under the golden crown, and his face was calm and majestic.

He just sat on the chair casually like this, but the aura seemed to be sitting on the highest end of the world, looking down at the thousands of subjects under his feet.

Li Chengqian was in awe, but more yearning.

One day, he will also be the supreme being in this world, standing above the clouds.

In his silence, after about half an hour or so, all political affairs have basically been discussed.

It can be seen that although the Qing Kingdom's upper and lower yamen have changed a lot of names under the New Deal, the efficiency of the officials can still be called vigorous and resolute.

However, just as today's government affairs were about to come to an end, a man in his early forties, wearing a dark red official uniform, stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I have a statement."

This person's name is Yang Shihui, he is the servant of the Ministry of Rites, a senior member of the third rank, and his status is only lower than that of Guo Youzhi, the Minister of Rites of the second rank. His speech naturally attracted the attention of many people.

On the dragon chair, His Majesty the Emperor said calmly, "Zuzao."

Yang Shihui saluted respectfully, and said in a calm tone: "I believe that His Highness the Crown Prince has already reached the age of sixteen. He wears his hair and wears a crown for the sake of the country. He should do practical things and should not continue to waste time."

After the words fell, the whole court suddenly fell silent.

Several strange and shocked eyes all fell on Yang Shihui.

Of course, several cryptic eyes also fell on Li Chengqian.

What Yang Shihui said seemed to be okay, but in fact he was saying that Emperor Qing should transfer some power to the crown prince.

Let the prince take charge of political affairs.

According to the etiquette system, it should be so.

However, Emperor Qing is now at the peak of his spring and Autumn period, so it is really too early to talk about these matters.

Moreover, such matters of rights are extremely sensitive, no matter how small they are.

Emperor Qing may be able to offer it, but you cannot ask for it.

So eager, could it be that he was instructed by the prince?

At this moment, many people have the same idea in their hearts.

Li Chengqian's spiritual sense was so strong that he was naturally keenly aware of the gazes falling on him.

Doubt, scrutiny, the list goes on.

He only felt that a black pot had been slammed onto his head.

He knew very well that he had nothing to do with Yang Shihui, but he was constantly involved with Guo Youzhi, Minister of Rites.

After all, Guo Baokun, the son of Guo Youzhi, the Minister of Rites, was compiled by the Eastern Palace, and his accompanying reader.

At this moment, Guo Youzhi, who is the Minister of Rites, also felt a little bit of resentment towards Yang Shihui because of what he said.

In his opinion, the crown prince got past him and asked his subordinate Yang Shihui to come forward, but instead kept him a secret. Such behavior was a bit too cold.

Yang Shihui has long coveted his position as Minister of Rites for a long time, and he often contradicts him on weekdays.

Could it be that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is going to abandon him, the old Minister of Rites, and want to support others?
Thinking of this, his eyes could not help but gloomy.

In the silent Taiji Hall, Emperor Qing looked at Li Chengqian, who looked a little dignified and frightened, and then landed on Yang Shihui, with no emotional ups and downs on his face, and said slowly: "What Aiqing said is reasonable, and the prince is old and young. It’s long, and it’s time to do something serious.”

After finishing speaking, he paused, his eyes fell on Lin Ruofu calmly, and said: "What do you think the Prime Minister should let the crown prince handle?"

Lin Ruofu just kept his eyes and jaws slightly, looking like an old god, when he heard Emperor Qing's question, he immediately saluted respectfully, and said in a slightly panicked tone: "Your Majesty can decide this matter with a word, how can the old minister Beak it easily?"

(End of this chapter)