"Oh! It's ridiculous to know that you're not so young and still play like this!" The emperor is angry.

"Erchen has no child's play, the woman Erchen likes is her, so I hope that my father will take back his fate."

"Humph! I didn't agree to this marriage!" The emperor said angrily, his eyes glancing at Feng Chongwu, "Since you like her so much, why don't you just stay in your fiefdom and come back?" My eyes are not pure, and I am quiet."

Feng Chongwu's expression was solemn, but he didn't know what to say.

At this time, Grandpa Cui's voice sounded outside: "The queen has arrived!"

Feng Chongwu hurriedly got up to greet him: "Queen Mother!"

The queen glanced at Feng Chongwu gently and looked at the emperor: "Your Majesty, the concubine is here to persuade you, don't meddle in the child's affairs."

The empress's words made the emperor very angry, but he couldn't refute it, but just glared at the empress with a dark face.

The queen is neither humble nor arrogant, and she is not afraid of the emperor, but her eyes moved to Feng Chongwu, and asked with concern: "Your concubine left early, and you are in the fiefdom all the year round, it is rare to have a favorite person, as long as you are innocent and have a good character, your father and I don't mind you continuing, but marriage is a big deal, you should inform me."

"Thank you for your understanding, it was the son's negligence, thank you to the queen mother, I will let Shaolan enter the palace to greet you in the future." Feng Chongwu replied eagerly.

"Okay, if you like it." The empress smiled with satisfaction, and then said to the emperor, "Your Majesty, it's not too early, don't delay the early dynasty."

The emperor glared at Feng Chongwu fiercely, brushed his sleeves and left.

Feng Chongwu hurriedly caught up with the emperor and followed the emperor to the Zichen Palace.

The emperor walked into the Zichen Hall with an iron face, the hall was already full of civil and military officials, he sat on the dragon chair, his eyes swept around everyone, and said sharply: "The envoys of Dongliang will arrive in Shangzhou in a few days, you Aiqing can have a good plan."

The ministers exchanged glances with each other, and they all knelt on the ground and said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, the ministers feel that it is not appropriate to rashly receive the envoys of the Eastern Liang, after all, the Eastern Liang and I Shang Zhou have always been at odds, and the envoys sent by the Eastern Liang this time must be ill-intentioned, in order to prevent them from taking the opportunity to cause chaos, it is better to delay for a few days first, and then make a decision after finding out their intentions."

"The minister seconded the proposal, the wolf son of Dongliang is ambitious, and the ministers can't be negligent, otherwise the East Liang girl will interfere."

"The minister also seconded the proposal, Qi Qin had already had dealings with Dongliang before, and this time I don't know why I came again Shang Zhou, and his heart is not good."

Listening to the words of the ministers, the emperor fell into deep thought, and said for a while: "All Aiqing are right, the affairs of the envoys of the Eastern Liang naturally still need someone to receive them, and from now on, the eldest prince will be crowned Chongwu as the king of martial arts, and he will receive the envoys of the Eastern Liang."

Feng Chongwu looked up at the emperor in shock when he heard the news, he never expected that the emperor would hand over such an important position to him.

The emperor looked at Feng Chongwu: "You still haven't received the decree to thank you?"

Feng Chongwu immediately received the order: "Thank you Father Emperor Longen."

The emperor waved his hand to signal Feng Chongwu to get up, and Feng Chongwu got up and walked to the right.

Looking at Feng Chongwu's back, the corners of the emperor's mouth hooked a deep arc.

Feng Chongwu naturally didn't know about this matter, and the emperor asked him to receive the envoy of Dongliang just to test it and see if Feng Chongwu had any selfish intentions.

The ministers saw that Feng Chongwu's face changed after being named the king of martial arts, and everyone with a discerning eye knew that Feng Chongwu chose to enter Beijing at this time, and it must be for the position of the crown prince.

At the beginning, Feng Yuanqing was alone, and finally Feng Yuanchen fought happily, and finally Feng Yuanqing and the Qi family were defeated, and now the most powerful prince is Feng Chongwu, although the emperor has always favored Feng Yuanchen, but there is no actual support in the court, but Feng Chongwu did not get the emperor's authorization to enter Beijing this time, so it is still unknown.

"Alright, let's retreat!" After the emperor finished speaking, he threw up his sleeves and left the main hall.

Feng Chongwu slowed down as soon as he walked out of the main hall, as if he was waiting for someone to come.

Feng Chongwu squinted at his brows behind him, frowned, and then approached

Sheng Zhengye, who was walking over: "Sheng Xiang."

Sheng Zhengye bowed his hand: "Martial King."

Feng Chongwu nodded, and then asked, "How is Sheng Xiang doing these days?"

Feng Chongwu's words made Sheng Zhengye raise his eyebrows, and then smiled: "Thank you King Wu for your concern, everything is fine with the lower officials."

"Oh? Sheng Xiang, where are you going?" Feng Chongwu asked curiously.

Feng Chongwu's sudden questioning made Sheng Zhengye surprised for a moment, and then said with a smile: "The minister has some things to do, so he will leave first."

After that, he left quickly without waiting for Feng Chongwu's response.

"Huh!" Feng Chongwu chuckled, looked at the direction Sheng Zhengye was far away, and muttered, "It's quite cautious!" With that, he walked towards the Imperial Garden.

"Master, do we want to follow?" Ah Jiu leaned over and asked quietly.

"No need, let's go back!" Feng Chongwu's indifferent way.

"Yes."

On the other side, Sheng Zhengye stopped in the Imperial Garden, and glanced sideways at Feng Chongwu, who was about to leave not far behind him. ap.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, turned around and walked towards the palace gate.

The two secret guards who followed behind glanced at each other, one of them quietly followed Sheng Zhengye, and the other continued to monitor Feng Chongwu's movements.

Back at home, Sheng Zhengye sent the secret guard down, walked into the study, sat in front of the table and began to flip through the folds.

Around noon, Sheng Zhengye got up leisurely and prepared to go to the Qingliu Courtyard of the old marquis Sheng.

As soon as Sheng Zhengye stepped into the courtyard, Steward Li greeted him: "Shizi."

"Hmm." Sheng Zhengye replied softly, and walked towards the house, "Where's my father?"

"The old marquis is resting in the house."

Sheng Zhengye answered and walked into the house.

Looking at the old marquis Sheng who was sitting behind the table with his eyes closed, Sheng Zhengye slowly walked to the soft couch next to him and sat down.

He picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a glass of water, and took a sip.

"Father."

"What's the matter?" Old Marquis Sheng opened his eyes and looked at his only son.

"Father, the emperor canonized the eldest prince as the martial king today." Sheng Zhengye said in a normal tone.

"Oh, really?" Old Marquis Sheng looked very cold, and then closed his eyes again.

Looking at the appearance of Old Marquis Sheng, Sheng Zhengye's heart was a little panicked, and he endured it and said, "Father, since the emperor has named the eldest prince as the martial king, then ......

"What about the Martial King? It's just a prince, don't worry, you don't need to worry, you just need to do your part, don't meddle in the rest, understand?"

Hearing this, Sheng Zhengye pursed his lips: "Yes, my son understands."