Chapter Forty-Seven: I Don't Know What to Do

"Canonize the crown prince!"

The crown prince is the prince of a country, and his influence is self-evident.

However, there has always been an empty space outside the crown prince in the cloud country, and the current saint has never taken the initiative to propose this matter before, and he will severely punish the ministers who mention the establishment of the crown prince.

Now Zhao Tai suddenly mentioned that the deep meaning of it can't help but be imagined by everyone.

Obviously, it has something to do with Qin Gang in front of him!

But even so, no one dared to rush forward to answer, after all, no one was sure whether this was Zhao Tai's tentative move.

If you make a mistake and wait for yourself, it will be difficult to destroy your family!

Just when everyone was hesitating, Qin Gang stood up directly, and said with an unchanged face: "Your Majesty, I think that the emperor's eldest son, Zhao Ping, is gentle and obedient, has outstanding political achievements, and governs the country well, and is the best candidate for the crown prince!"

Although these words were just words of advice, they were said in a domineering manner, which made the surrounding officials dumbfounded and gasped.

However, only Qin Gang, who could refine the mid-grade pill of the Xuan Rank, dared to say such a thing.

Seeing this, Zhao Tai also nodded slightly.

Of course, he did not immediately make a decision, but said: "All the people present are princes and nobles and court officials, so you might as well express them all now, what about the candidates you support?"

"If you want to be an emperor, you must have enough popularity, and the candidate for this prince depends on which side supports the higher weight!"

Seeing this, Zhao Ning, the third son of the emperor, immediately put his mind at ease, in terms of the forces in the government and the opposition, he is much stronger than Zhao Ping, several elders in the cabinet, and the six Shangshu, most of them are his people.

Just one Qin Gang, he can't turn the tables!

Thinking of this, Zhao Ning immediately glanced at the official department and motioned for him to express his position immediately.

And just when the official Shangshu stepped forward and was about to speak, Xue Bao, the king who has never asked about political affairs, stood up directly and said loudly: "This king supports His Royal Highness Zhao Ping, the eldest son of the emperor!"

After speaking, Xue Bao immediately walked under Zhao Ping's seat, and at the same time smiled at Qin Gang very kindly.

At the beginning of the finals, he recognized the Mu Wang Ding used by Qin Gang, and naturally understood that when they met in Fengzhou, the other party used disguise.

Now that I have encountered it again, I naturally want to thank it as much as possible.

"King?"

When the official Shangshu saw Xue Bao's move, the leg that had just taken half a step was immediately taken back by him.

Emperor Zhao Tai said that the criterion of judgment is "weight", not "number of people".

At present, the emperor's eldest son, Zhao Ping, already has Qin Gang's support, plus the king, the weight is enough, almost enough to be worth all the remaining ministers and princes!

Even Emperor Zhao Tai couldn't help but look at Zhao Ping twice, and the appreciation in his eyes was very strong.

To be a good emperor, the first condition is to have enough prestige and be able to control people's hearts.

Judging from the current performance, this son is doing very well!

The outcome has been decided almost at this moment, and the rest of the ministers are all shrewd people, and they will never do the act of using their arms as a car, and they have expressed their positions for a while, standing below Zhao Ping.

As for Zhao Ning, the third son of the emperor, it is empty and empty.

The situation took a turn for the worse, which made Zhao Ning a little incredulous, his face was extremely pale, and he felt a little untenable for a while, and almost fell to the ground.

Next, his father announced that Zhao Ping would be appointed as the crown prince and that the canonization ceremony would be held soon, but he didn't listen to a word.

In his head, only one thought kept echoing.

Qin Gang!

Everything was done by Qin Gang!

It's all because of this person, the king, who has never asked about political affairs, that he has his own support for the first time!

His own throne was also lost by this Qin Gang!

"Wait, whether it's the miser who looks at the wind and rudder in the middle of the court, or the kid Qin Gang who spoils my good deeds, in a few days, all of them will be cleared by me!"

In the confusion, the third prince left the venue full of resentment.

On the other hand, Zhao Ping, the eldest son of the emperor, also couldn't believe the situation in front of him: he actually won the support of the king?

However, he is not a stupid person, just after thinking about it for a moment, he already understands that all these things in front of him are all thanks to Qin Gang!

This person's energy is so great that it has reached an unbelievable situation!

Thinking of this, his attitude towards Qin Gang became more and more humble, and he even directly sent out a team of dragon guards to guard the Lin family, so as to do as well as possible the things entrusted by Qin Gang.

Once the matter of canonizing the crown prince is decided, all kinds of ceremonial chores are also extremely busy, and all the ministers of the court and the central government are watching the direction of the wind and thinking about how to deal with it in the future.

At the same time, a horse galloped towards a palace on the west side of the palace.

Outside the palace, there were many spears, guarded by a large group of soldiers in gold helmets and silver armor, but after seeing the palace maid on horseback, they all let her enter the innermost Qiulan Palace.

Slightly different from the other palaces in the palace, although it does not seem to have the slightest sense of majestic atmosphere, it is a little more ethereal meaning that it is not a human fireworks.

All the arrangements are so just right and picturesque, giving people the feeling of a fairyland.

"Xiaoping, what is the result of the Danwang Conference?"

I heard footsteps outside the palace, and a crisp and pleasant female voice immediately sounded inside, sounding as if I was listening to the soft gliding in my mind, indescribably refreshing.

"Princess, the result is indeed as you expected, the conference was won by that young man named Qin Gang, and he also refined a Xuan-rank mid-grade elixir!"

Xiaoping had already dismounted at this time, and she didn't have time to wipe the sweat on her forehead, so she came to Princess Qiulan for the first time, and then replied with some excitement.

In her expectation, Yun Guo had not seen such a high-quality elixir for decades, and Princess Qiulan should have been quite surprised when she heard this information.

"Hmm. ”

However, Princess Qiulan didn't seem to care about this, and just asked lightly, "And then?"

When Xiao Ping heard this, she replied with a puzzled face: "It's strange to say that this young man did not agree to the Shengshang's proposal, but refused this marriage on the grounds that he wanted to go out to the Cloud Country to travel on the mainland. ”

"Do you say that this person is not open-minded, a big beauty like you, princess, he can refuse, it makes people suspect that he is not a man!"

Hearing this answer, Princess Qiulan was slightly surprised.

However, this hint of surprise was also fleeting, and she didn't say much about it, just explained softly: "Actually, I should have left the Cloud Kingdom nine years ago and practiced with Master. ”

"However, Master said that I am a good seedling of cultivating the Sutra of Pure Heart Heavenly Questioning, so let me first cultivate my qi in the Cloud Country for ten years, and then enter the path of cultivation. ”

"Originally, I planned to ask the master to write a letter so that my father could take back his fate, but now it seems that this trouble has been spared. ”

After speaking, Princess Qiulan slowly returned to the depths of the palace, as if the so-called Danwang Conference had nothing to do with her.