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Above the main hall, Emperor Xiao sat on the supreme seat inlaid with jade carved by the golden dragon, and his eyes looked down on the kneeling crowd with sharp eyes. Suddenly, he patted the table in front of him and said to everyone, "My important ministers are all such assistants? No one is willing to take this drought alone? Most of the kneeling ministers were silent, and only one of them made a statement.

"Wechen has a suitable candidate." He pretended to be mysterious, and only said half of it, and Emperor Xiao's eyebrows slowed slightly, but he was not in a hurry, just waiting for him to say quietly. After waiting for a while, his patience ran out. "He Aiqing, what does this mean, who is the candidate, but it doesn't matter."

He seemed to be waiting for this, and said without hurry: "You might as well let His Highness the Seventh take care of this matter." Hearing the name again, a biting chill still hit unguardedly.

"How do you mention him, doesn't he ask about the court, doesn't Aiqing know, or is he helping your son-in-law find a head start?" Every time Emperor Xiao heard this name, he couldn't help but burst into love, even his important ministers could doubt it.

In other words, when others heard Emperor Xiao's threatening words, they were afraid that their feet were trembling, but he had been loyal and good for generations, and he was deeply appreciated by Emperor Xiao, so he was not afraid. He Situ bowed slightly and said: "Your Majesty, the disaster of drought can no longer be delayed, but if you look at the atmosphere of this court, there are a few people who are willing to go to the disaster area to save the people from fire and water." ”

"The old minister is willing, and now he doesn't need His Royal Highness the Seventh Highness to experience it." The status of the person who spoke in the court was even more profound, even more deterrent than He Situ. "Oh? Shen Qing is willing, why didn't he say it before. Emperor Xiao's words were asked, and Shen Jing had nothing to say.

The scene was embarrassing for a moment, and Emperor Xiao was about to make a decision to hand over the matter to Shen Jing, but he saw that the person was walking towards the main hall with a fierce attitude. "Why, how did he come." The ministers followed Emperor Xiao's gaze, but what they saw was the person who had issued a ban on entering the court.

This is a meeting over the years, Emperor Xiao is distracted, his eyes are very similar to his mother's concubine, but he is not like him at all. "Stop him, stop him" Seeing him get closer and closer. Emperor Xiao's heart hurt even more, and he ordered him to stop.

"Your Majesty, it was Weichen who invited His Highness the Seventh" He Situ still had a calm face, and he was not at a loss like others. Emperor Xiao snorted coldly, stood up, and said sonorously: "When will Situ be above my imperial authority, and have I allowed him to enter the palace?" ”

"This matter has nothing to do with He Situ. It was the sons who repeatedly asked for it. Xiao Shengxia watched coldly for a long time before he spoke. Your Highness, don't take the blame. He Situ hurriedly stepped forward and stood beside him and said.

"I hope that the emperor can hand over this time to his sons, and if he bears the holy hope, he will be willing to accept the punishment of arbitrary disposal." Xiao Shengxia stepped forward a few more steps, and his position was facing Emperor Xiao's point of view. That resolute gaze is also very similar to his mother's concubine.

Emperor Xiao pressed one hand on his heart, and with the other hand, he clutched the cuff of his shirt and said, "Okay, let's talk about the reason for your request for life and the decision to govern." For this Seventh Highness, Emperor Xiao tried to understand him more for the first time, although it was only limited to opinions.

"There is only one reason for the sons and daughters to ask for their lives, that is, the people of the world, and there is no need to say more about the decision-making in their hearts." This tone of speech is completely different from his other two princes, but this arrogance and self-confidence really impressed Emperor Xiao. “

I will give you this opportunity, what is his opinion on my decision-making? After thinking about it again and again, Emperor Xiao decided to give this prince who had never looked at the prince a chance, which was reckless and a gamble. Take the lives and deaths of the people in the disaster area to gamble.

"Your Majesty." He Situ knelt down and bowed, "What do you think?" The corners of Emperor Xiao's mouth raised an inaudible smile and asked the minister who was talking in detail.

"Wechen thinks it's inappropriate." The only person who can refute without fear of imperial power is someone who is comparable in power, and that person is Shen Jing. "Wei Chen thinks that although His Royal Highness the Seventh has this intention, his qualifications are still shallow, his strength is weak, and he is a pampered royal bloodline, how can he suffer these hardships, or is Wei Chen ......?"

Before he finished speaking, another person chimed in: "What Lord Shen said is very true. But they were outnumbered, there were not many people who supported Xiao Shengxia, but there were many who did not express their position, and the result of the final resolution remained unchanged. still handed over the matter to Xiao Shengxia. When everyone was surprised, they did not forget to have a different view of this unknown and silent person.

"I'm tired, let's retreat." Emperor Xiao turned around and walked down from the high platform, passing by Xiao Shengxia's position. Still didn't give a single look. Xiao Shengxia was self-aware, so he lowered his head and didn't look at him. The ministers dispersed, each with their own circle of friends, and even the return to the mansion was dispersed in groups.

Xiao Shengxia walked in a hurry, and He Situ quickened his pace before catching up with him. "Your Highness, Your Highness." He called out a few times before Xiao Shengxia turned to look at him. The two looked at each other indescribably weird.

"What else is there to Situ, if you want this king to thank you, you can be exempted, you and I are just mutually beneficial." These words were said bluntly, and the faces of those who listened to them became hasty. "That's not what I mean, Weichen wants to say that the token will be stored in His Highness first, and His Highness will regain his favor in the future."

"Oh? Token, not to mention that the king has forgotten, this token allows the king to see the warmth and coldness of the world and the tendency of people to follow. Xiao Shengxia took out the token from his arms, and a sneer on the corner of his mouth remained. In the evening. Leaving this sentence, Xiao Shengxia brushed his sleeves away.

He Situ clenched his hands, and saved another grudge in his heart, and his attitude was arrogant enough. Shen Jing, who was hiding in the corner, took a clear look, so it was, Old Ghost He had already decided to tie it to the same rope with His Highness the Seventh. What I didn't think about was that Xiao Shengxia's waste also participated in the seizure of the heir.

If you talk about the battle for succession, the person his daughter married is a powerful second prince, and the power is even greater, and he is helping to help him, so why worry about the enemy? After all, power is only real when it is in your hands.

There are thousands of people who are also disturbed by today's emergencies, and the one who is most touched is Emperor Xiao. In these days of drought, neither of his two favorite sons went to court, and the excuse was that they were in poor health.

Clear-sighted people know that they are avoiding this difficult problem, and how many people have no bones left in the drought, and there are not a few of them whose lives and deaths are unknown. If it were really handed over to that person, his life and death would be insignificant.

Emperor Xiao repeatedly stumbled, and insisted on walking back to the palace on his own without taking the dragon bowl, because he wanted to think about some things in the past, could it be that he still couldn't forget the past? The back of the distant man lacks the majesty of the Ninety-Five Supreme, like an elderly father.

None of his sons are worry-free, the second son is swaggering and conceited, the fifth son is not fond of government and politics by nature, and the seventh son, who has not yet been certified, does not know the depth of strength.

The fallen leaves slowly fell in front of Emperor Xiao's eyes, and Emperor Xiao's eyes became even more lonely: "I am old, and I can't control it, and this withered and fallen leaves are generally withering with my age." Emperor Xiao bent down and picked up a fallen leaf to look at it carefully, and then walked and left the lonely leaf behind.

The prosperity is gone, only Yanran remains, and all kinds of helplessness are finally buried. (To be continued.) )