Li Shun was overjoyed when he heard this, "Thank you for the emperor's grace."

Feng Chongwu said lightly: "Okay, the hour is almost up, it's time for me to go out and accept the worship of the important ministers."

Li Shun hurriedly helped Feng Chongwu to walk out, helped Chongwu to tidy up his appearance, strode out of the imperial study with his head held high, and walked towards the Zichen Palace.

After arriving at the Zichen Palace, Feng Chongwu looked at the group of officials under the black pressure at the bottom of the steps, with a gentle and elegant smile on his face.

He glanced at the crowd, but they didn't see any movement, he frowned and asked unhappily, "Zhong Aiqing, aren't you ready to congratulate me, the new emperor, on his accession to the throne?"

When everyone heard this, they glanced at each other, and a group of courtiers who followed Feng Chongwu knelt down one after another, and replied in unison: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Feng Chongwu bowed his head in satisfaction and walked towards the main hall with his feet raised.

After Feng Chongwu sat down, he saw some people standing still, and his eyes darkened.

Feng Chongwu roared angrily: "Why don't anyone kneel down for me?"

Some timid and unstung officials were so frightened that they didn't dare to slack off and quickly knelt down.

Of course, there are also those who are unwilling to kneel, just standing there straight, they are unwilling to admit this new emperor, naturally they are unwilling to kneel, but they are hindered by their duty as courtiers to come here to participate in the enthronement ceremony of Feng Chongwu.

Seeing that someone dared to provoke him, Feng Chongwu was furious, pointed at the man and scolded, "If you don't want to kneel, kill!"

Immediately one of the guards came up and put his sword on the man's neck, the cold blade pressed against his skin, making him cold and sweaty.

Seeing the knife rack neck, the other officials knelt down one after another, and only a few people were still standing upright.

"Since you don't want to kneel, I won't force you, but you have to think about your consequences!" Feng Chongwu said threateningly: "I gave you the opportunity, but you are asking for hardships and can't complain about others."

Feng Chongwu waved his sleeves after speaking, and the guard raised his knife and was about to cut it down.

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from behind the crowd: "My Emperor Shengming, Long live my Emperor Long live Long live!"

Hearing this chant, everyone turned their heads to look at the source of the sound, but saw that it was Fu Honglang who was wearing dark armor, and beside him was Sheng Zhiyao, the lord of Yongchen County.

Everyone couldn't help but wonder, how did Fu Honglang walk with Sheng Zhiyao?

A flash of surprise flashed in Feng Chongwu's eyes, and he looked at Sheng Zhiyao, his eyes flashing with a ghostly light.

is really smart, worthy of being the granddaughter of the old marquis Sheng, and can say that this old guy can help Honglang.

Feng Chongwu's eyes were full of mockery: "General Fu is here to participate in the enthronement ceremony?"

"Your Majesty, the last general is indeed here to attend the emperor's enthronement ceremony."

As soon as these words came out, those who swore to defend the former emperor cast a look of contempt for Fu Honglang.

"Good!" Feng Chongwu nodded and said, "Then why is General Fu wearing armor here, instead of wearing court clothes?" Could it be that General Fu is old and forgets the rules?"

"Back to the emperor, it's not." Fu Honglang replied, "The minister just wanted to surprise the emperor, so he wore armor to show the minister's loyalty to the emperor."

"Oh, yes!" Feng Chongwu glanced at him in disbelief, and then continued with a smile: "It seems that I blamed General Fu by mistake."

"The emperor is wise!" Fu Honglang echoed.

Feng Chongwu bowed his head in satisfaction: "Okay, the one next to you is the Lord of Yongchen?"

"Exactly."

"Then why don't you kneel when you see me?" Feng Chongwu asked sharply.

Sheng Zhiyao raised his head to meet Feng Chongwu's gaze: "Grandpa Huang has never asked me to kneel, why should I kneel to you?" Are you bigger than Grandpa?" As she spoke, a sneer curled into her mouth.

These words made Feng Chongwu half angry! He is a dignified son of heaven who can't even suppress a junior? How unreasonable!

Looking at Sheng Zhiyao's pretty face with some heroic spirit in her beauty, Feng Chongwu scolded in his heart, he didn't know what to do! When I succeed in ascending the throne, see how arrogant your Sheng family is!

Feng Chongwu

After taking a few deep breaths to calm his mood, he smiled gently at Sheng Zhiyao: "Although my father has never let the county lord kneel, but in the future, this Zhou is my world, and it is inevitable that you will be criticized if you don't kneel to the new emperor. Not to mention that you still have a marriage contract with Yuanchen, so you should also salute me in public and private."

He coughed lightly twice and continued, "After all, this Shang Zhou is my Feng family, not your Sheng family."

"You, the emperor, want to be a bento, so I don't bother to care about you, and you don't care if I kneel or not."

Feng Chongwu's eyes sank, and he looked at Sheng Zhiyao: "Since the county lord is unwilling to worship me, and Sheng Xiang is so protective of his daughter, then I can only dispose of your Sheng family in accordance with Shang Zhou's laws."

"Your Majesty, my Sheng family is finally still Zhou, and finally the emperor, as for why you don't kneel, naturally we have a reason." Sheng Zhengye walked out of the crowd, stood in front of Sheng Zhiyao, straightened his waist to Feng Chongwu, and retorted indignantly.

"Humph!" Feng Chongwu snorted heavily and scolded angrily: "Sheng Xiang, your Sheng family despises the law of the country and does not respect the emperor's order, I have put up with you for a long time. Now we can't tolerate it anymore, so we have to rule the country by law. Come on, take down Sheng Xiang!" Z.br>

Feng Chongwu's guards immediately rushed out of the queue and surrounded them with long knives.

Sheng Zhengye is fearless: "I, Sheng Zhengye, do things by myself, and have nothing to do with anyone in my family." As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at Sheng Zhiyao, "Go back, why are you here today, you kid is really worry-free."

Sheng Zhiyao tightened Sheng Zhengye's sleeves: "Father, don't worry, your daughter will never drag down the Sheng family." After speaking, she raised her head and looked at Feng Chongwu: "I am the first emperor and the county lord, which of you dares to hurt me?"

Listening to Sheng Zhiyao's words, everyone was in an uproar.

Everyone knows that this little girl of the Sheng family is the favorite of the first emperor, even more than the descendants of the first emperor, but I didn't expect her to be the first to stand up against Chongwu!

Feng Chongwu squinted slightly and stared at Sheng Zhiyao: "County Lord? Oh, I'm going to try how good you are. Someone ...... coming."

"Wait!"

Feng Chongwu stopped and ordered, "Sheng Zhengye, what else do you have to say?" He wanted to see what tricks Sheng Zhengye could churn.

Sheng Zhengye said loudly: "Today, I want to ask Your Majesty to allow Weichen to return to his hometown with the Sheng family."

As soon as his words came out, the audience was shocked!

Sheng Zhengye actually dared to say such a thing! Isn't this a slap in the face from the public?

Some people who were not used to seeing the Sheng family began to advise: "Long live the emperor, long live!" Sheng Xiang's move is so arrogant that he doesn't even take you as the new emperor in his eyes!"

"The Sheng family is a famous family in Shangzhou, and now Sheng Xiang dares to say such things in the face of the world, which is obviously contempt for the majesty of the new emperor, and such people must be severely punished."