"Don't admonish the soldiers, change to the Shuowang Dynasty and ask for the crown prince?"

Within a day of their conversation, Qiu Yuan put it on Chen An's desk.

Now is not the time for the old Twelve Liancheng to become the dominant family, Chen An's control of Zhengdonglai has long exceeded their imagination, and even in addition to the big clans of the old Twelve Liancheng, the villagers in the mountains and even the small and medium-sized clans have been mastered by Chen An.

Now he is using Qiu Yuan to elevate Shen Lin, the ancient city state or the land of Nanliang Chen An dare not say, but in Gyeonggi and even the old Twelve Liancheng and other regions, he can be regarded as well aware, but whenever there is any trouble, he can't hide his magic eyes.

"Heh......"

Chen Anju sat in the Jinlan Palace, sneered, and casually turned this piece into ashes.

Qiu Yuan, who presented this news below, and Fengche Duwei Jilu, who was still acting as his bodyguard, said: "The old boys are getting less and less courageous, and the courage to fight with the demons and the cadres and soldiers has been eaten by dogs. Shuo Wangchao asked for the crown prince, but they came up with it. ”

Chen An forced them to admonish, in fact, he wanted to kill people.

The power of the Donglai clan is deeply entrenched, and it has even reached the level of being difficult to govern, which is far from being weakened by changing the fiefdom.

Therefore, the so-called relocation of the fiefdom is just an introduction, which leads them to break out, and then Chen An will cut leeks again, harvest a wave, and the rest of the people will naturally not be afraid, and the Great Qi River and Mountain can also be stable and extended.

But these guys just weren't fooled, they couldn't bear it like a turtle, and even started to talk about politics with Chen An, which made Chen An just want to lift the table, but there was no table to lift.

Chen An laughed angrily: "Do you really think that if you don't admonish me, I won't have a reason to kill?"

It's too naïve, now that the knife is in their hands, their necks are tightened, so that they can't kill them with a knife, but even if they cut it like this, they can also cut their vitality.

"I'll wait. ”

......

On the first day of September, the Shuowang Dynasty.

Chen An has been quite casual as an emperor in recent years, and Chang Chao did not participate, and a big court meeting every three days also depends on the mood. However, this month's Shuowang Dynasty has the entire Daqi local counties and states to meet the courtiers, involving all kinds of forces, but for the sake of unity and stability, they cannot but participate.

At this time, the Yuxiao Hall was full of people, and I was afraid that there would be tens of thousands.

This kind of court meeting was supposed to be presided over by the prime minister, but Wen Liang was not there, so Taiwei Modu replaced him.

Maybe because everyone was holding back their thoughts, the whole court meeting was boring.

First listen to the statistics of various localities to report the new population, the establishment of new industries, and then the feedback from the various departments and yamen, the governance policy, and the action plan, the whole morning was spent in all kinds of trivial matters.

At noon, Chen An looked up at the sun and gave the eunuch on duty a look, who immediately pulled his throat and said, "If there is something to do, play early, and if there is nothing to retreat from." ”

"The minister has his own music. ”

Not surprisingly, someone jumped out, but unexpectedly, the person who jumped out turned out to be Modu.

This scene caused an uproar among the ministers, and many people looked at a loss except for the clan faction.

In the political affairs of the court, there are generally major matters that are not decided, and most of the younger brothers come out to wave the flag and shout, how can there be a big man who directly plays.

The younger brother put forward an opinion, and the emperor refuted it, but if the big guy put forward an opinion, if the emperor refutes it, it is inevitable that there will be rumors of discord between the monarch and the minister, but if he doesn't refute it, does he want the emperor to pinch his nose and admit it?

Therefore, there must always be a pioneer to be cannon fodder in the political affairs of the court, which is a conventional thing, but Modu did not follow the rules today.

This is a script, obviously forcing the palace.

It's just that Chen An saw this situation, but nodded silently.

These clan elders are not too cowardly, and they don't dare to admonish them, so it's not bad to come to the palace. Although he is suspected of taking a hitchhike in the palace, it is not appropriate to criticize it too much in order to accumulate victory.

So Chen An looked at the only remaining old man and said, "What's the matter?"

There are really not a few left, and the poison of the Eastern Wilderness Evil Qi to these old guys in the early years can be described as fierce, even if Chen An used the Blood Moon Knife to change the environment of the entire Donglai, but their bodies are still heavy and difficult to return.

Especially the clan elders, coupled with the continuous battles with the Great Qian, Jiang Gan, Jiang Li, Jiang Luhan and other older generations have fallen one after another, and the other clans are not much better, either all of them have died, or they are lingering on the sickbed and lingering.

Even Tang Ke, who Chen An relied on the most, also fell ill the year before last, and it seems that he will not have a few years to live.

Chen An just sat on a high seat, looking at the young faces in the hall below, and often sighed. That is, Donglai's soul card method makes people grow rapidly, otherwise they don't need to make a big move, and Donglai will fall apart.

Speaking of which, in this Jade Sky Palace, Chen An was the oldest wave.

Although he looks like he is in his early twenties now, that is the credit of Shengzhiyuanji, and in fact, he is almost close to Gu Xi this year, I am afraid that he is a year or two older than Zhimodu.

Of course, the so-called ancient years are said to mortals, in fact, seventy years old is the golden time for the Dharma Sect Master who can live for three to five Jiazi, and Chen An is naturally not old.

Mo Du didn't know that Chen An had so many feelings, and with his permission, he immediately said according to the prepared words: "When the ministers heard that the holy kings of Gaigu were all concerned with the preservation of the people, and the people were in charge of the government, and the government was based on virtue, then the heavens showed it to be glorified! Your Majesty opened up the world, saved the people in the east and the wilderness from fire and water, rejected the thieves in the west, and restored the holy king...... Won the Baozong Temple, the important ...... of the Sheji"

This is a sound of singing praises of virtue, and the ministers who are boasting are stunned, what is this going to do, the old man Mo has blossomed, and he has given birth to a young son, and he wants to ask His Majesty for a seal?

After that, tens of thousands of words were sprinkled, Chen An was not in a hurry, he just watched Mo Du's performance expressionlessly, this old man is in really good health, he doesn't speak without panting when he is in his sixties, maybe this is nothing for a martial artist, and it is not a fart for an immortal cultivator, but among the old people in the Eastern Wilderness, he can definitely be regarded as second to none.

No one waited too long, and when Mo was praising to the highest, his tone changed abruptly: "...... The prince, the foundation of the country, the prince of Yujian, the virtue of this ancient holy king, is the temple of the heavy sect of the shrine, do not forget the world! Your ministers here, please make a prince!"

His last sentence was loud, and as he said this, the ministers were in an uproar before they could do it for the second time, and they knelt on the ground, except for the Ming Huang clan, which had always been excluded by others, including the hardcore royal party of Gaoyang Qingyang and the like, they also knelt down.

In this way, tens of thousands of ministers in the hall knelt down seventy or eighty percent, and some of them knelt subconsciously because of this emotion, so they were embarrassed to stand up again.

Chen An was still expressionless, but there was a sneer in his heart: It's a big battle, but it's a pity that if I just returned from the Great Zhou, I would have been a little caught off guard by you, but I have been back for eight or nine years, and you only remembered this stubble, what did you do earlier.

He said unhurriedly: "Aiqing is worried about the country, I am very relieved, I often think about it, the country is not solid, and the country is difficult to follow......"

Mo Du and the core of the clan knelt below, their faces lowered, and although they felt that the other party's tone was strange when they heard Chen An's words, the meaning of the words still developed according to everyone's expectations, and the corners of their mouths were inevitably involved in a smile.

But Chen An, who was unguarded, changed his words and said: "Junyan, the young son of me, is sensitive and studious, has a clever talent, and the ability to be laxative. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, and the entire hall was silent.

Chen An ignored it, and continued: "Taichang Temple discussed the canonization of the crown prince as soon as the ceremony, and came up with a charter, and in the ninth and sunny days of the first month of September, the ceremony of canonizing the prince was carried out at that time, announcing to the world, and the whole world celebrated." ”

He finished saying some words in one go, but no one responded, his brows couldn't help frowning, and he shouted in a deep voice with impatience: "Tai Changqing, where is Tai Changqing?"

Not far from the place where Modu knelt, an old man with a deep forehead tattoo and an old man suddenly reacted.

He was one of the few people who stood in the front and did not kneel down with Modu, Yu Bo of the Minghuang Clan.

Originally, Taichang Temple, a yamen that worships ancestors, must be a clan relative, but Chen An's so-called Jun family is too thin, and in desperation, he can only ask the emperor's family to temporarily take his place.

The Minghuang clan was already squeezed out by other clans because of its great strength, and withdrew from the battle for the throne, always with a posture of living a small life without fighting with the world, and it was not treated by the big clans of the old twelve cities, so this clan union didn't inform them at all, Mo Du suddenly attacked, and Yu Bo was really startled when he stood next to him.

Immediately after that, Chen An grabbed the white again, and he couldn't react, so he subconsciously bent down and knelt down to receive the order: "Minister, minister, minister." ”

Chen An looked around again, didn't give anyone a chance to object, waved his hand and said, "Then it's decided, let's retreat from the dynasty without anything." ”

After finishing speaking, he turned his face and left, and the eunuchs on the stand, the golden gourd warriors on His Majesty's side, including the palace maid with an umbrella, walked away in an instant.

When Mo Du and the others raised their heads, they found that there was not even a single hair left on the entire Dan Majesty.

Bastard, what's this way to play?

Mo Du and the others only reacted at this time, and immediately scolded in their hearts, and they still don't want to make a face, the dignified Donglai Emperor, the Ninety-Five Supreme is like a scoundrel.

Isn't it supposed to be a matter of etiquette?

It's like I praise your son for being good, but any fart knows how to be humble and say: The dog is not so good, you are too awarded.

What is Jun Yueyi? Directly say that my son is so good, that is, he can inherit the temple, that is, he can be the prince, you have to obey if you don't accept it, and you can't accept it.

You don't play cards according to the routine, how do you let everyone play?

Wait, Mo Du was depressed and indignant, and suddenly thought of a key question, why did he set up a young son, Junyan, this product is not a grandson, why should he be established?