The emperor wanted to cut Xie Qingyun's power at this time, but it was too late.

Whether he made achievements during the reign of the emperor is obvious to all ministers, and he has never done a single thing himself during his decades of reign.

When Xie Qingyun's leg was not wasted, his state was not much different from that of the emperor, the last dynasty was the crown prince's supervision, and where something happened was the prince and the cabinet ministers to discuss and make decisions, and finally presented it to the emperor, the emperor only took care of Zhu Pi and covered it with a jade seal.

In the past, he didn't think there was anything wrong with this, at that time, the emperor just wanted to enjoy himself in peace, after all, the throne was a thing that he couldn't take away even if he died.

But now the emperor knows that he may be able to live for hundreds of years, and as long as he is alive for a day, he can be an emperor who can kill and plunder as he pleases.

Then this throne can't be easily handed over to the next one, and as the emperor who retreats to the back seat, who knows when the rebel son below will not rebel, and how he will avoid it then.

So the courtiers also guessed the emperor's mind wrong.

He didn't want to pass on the throne to Xie Qingyun now, nor did he want to have another prince as they said.

He wants to live a long life and sit in this seat forever.

With ambition, Xie Qingyun's existence made the emperor feel an eyesore.

When he went to court, the officials seemed to be playing to him, but in fact, they had to ask Prince Chen about everything, as if he, the emperor, was just a decoration.

In the early days of the dynasty, the emperor's expression was cloudy and uncertain, and the civil and military officials could not figure out what he meant, and an early dynasty was cautious.

After waiting for the court, the emperor called Xie Qingyun into the Heart Cultivation Palace.

He didn't show his dissatisfaction with Xie Qingyun, but asked with a fatherly face: "How is Yun'er's leg injury?" I've been busy with government affairs these days, and I haven't even asked you. ”

"Not bad." Xie Qingyun replied lightly.

The emperor choked, and his father's face stiffened.

He wanted to pretend to be father and son, but Xie Qingyun didn't pretend to be father and son with him, and the emperor coughed a few times in embarrassment and returned to normal.

"Yun'er has avoided the dynasty for more than half a year, and the change of the DPRK and China in the past half year is not small, can the upper and lower levels still get along? But what's wrong? ”

"After purging corrupt officials and corrupt officials, the natural atmosphere is new, and my father doesn't have to worry about it."

"That's—"

"If my father has anything to say, let's just say it, don't beat around the bush."

Xie Qingyun bluntly interrupted the emperor's chatter, his brows furrowed slightly, and his expression was impatient.

The emperor choked, looked at his eldest son with a calm face, and reflexively shrunk his neck.

I almost blurted out: I don't have anything to do, I just care about you, you can go.

But fortunately, his mouth is still quite firm, and the mouth that comes to mind first is not spoken.

He scolded himself in his heart, then straightened his back and made the majesty of a king.

"Yun'er, I have received several letters of impeachment against you in the past few days. It is said that you have formed a party to control the government for personal gain, and monitored the cabinet and hundreds of officials, and what you have done has gone beyond the scope of a prince, and all the officials have instructed me to punish you severely. Do you have anything to argue with? ”

Xie Qingyun looked up at the emperor with a calm face, and said in a low voice, "Father, the matter is big, you might as well summon a hundred officials and confront the palace?" ”

The emperor's expression stiffened for a moment, and he smiled dryly, "No need, right? It's already down, and besides—"

"Father, it is not a small crime to form a party for personal gain and control the government, my father asked my son if he had anything to argue, if his son said that he was framed, can you believe it?"

The Emperor twisted his fingertips nervously.

Xie Qingyun continued: "My father doesn't believe in his sons, and he doesn't allow his sons to confront these people in the palace, so he doesn't want to directly condemn his sons, right?" ”

Under Xie Qingyun's profound and subtle gaze, the emperor retreated, and said again and again: "No, no!" How could I not believe Yun'a! ”

"In that case, let's convene a hundred officials to confront each other in the palace."

Xie Qingyun called for a frost fall and ordered: "Call Gyeonggi Wei to invite all the ministers who have left the dynasty back." ”

"Yes." Frost fell into a fist in response, turned around and disappeared into the imperial study.

The emperor's face was a little ugly, and a faint fear and weakness spread in his heart.

Xie Qingyun looked careless, knocking on the armrest of the wheelchair, and a slight clicking sound sounded in the quiet imperial study, like a talisman.