Li Chengqian and his entourage arrived at the square and went straight forward, and the magnificent Taiji Hall came into view.

Looking along a stone staircase like white jade, the golden glazed tiles of the Taiji Hall are covered like gold.

It is full of magnificence, but solemnity.

Li Chengqian suppressed the curiosity and surprise in his heart, looked at the front calmly, and did not dare to show other emotions that should not be there.

Not long after, when he arrived at the place, he got off the sedan chair, and entered the Taiji Hall with a eunuch, only to find that there were already many ministers in the Taiji Palace.

However, because the time of the early dynasty has not yet arrived, Emperor Qing has not yet appeared.

And with his appearance, after the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty noticed it, they all raised their hands and bowed, saying, "I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Li Chengqian was expressionless and bowed slightly, showing a detached attitude, and walked to a place on the left side above the courtiers and under the dragon chair.

In his memory, this is where he once stood when he was observing the government.

The minister's eyes were a little strange.

I haven't seen him for some days, has this Royal Highness the Crown Prince suddenly changed his character?

In the past, I always had a smile on my face when I saw them, and I hated to have a drink with them immediately, but today I have put up a shelf.

For a while, when he looked at Li Chengqian's gaze again, he was a little more probing.

Li Chengqian didn't care what they thought, he still remained calm and silent.

Because he knows very well that with his current state, it is not a good thing to meddle in the government too early, not to mention, keeping a distance from the courtiers, with the character of that majesty, although he does not say it, he will probably be a little more happy in his heart.

At the moment, he was quite interested in the minister who was the first on his right.

Waiting for Emperor Qing to appear, he quietly looked at the other party with his residual light.

I saw that this person looked clear and beautiful, and his eyes were bright, if it weren't for the graying beard and hair, I was afraid that people would misunderstand his age.

However, you can vaguely see the handsomeness of the other party when he was young.

From his memory, Li Chengqian knew that this person was Lin Hui's father, the prime minister of the dynasty, Lin Ruofu.

At this time, Lin Ruofu seemed to sense the gaze from Li Chengqian, turned his head sideways, and smiled at Li Chengqian, looking full of kindness.

Li Chengqian's eyes were slightly condensed, I don't know if it was his illusion, just for a moment, he seemed to feel a bit of provocation and hostility.

But it was too weak and too weak, if he hadn't inherited Li Chungang's keen sense, I am afraid that he would not have noticed the slightest abnormality.

He withdrew his eyes and no longer paid attention to the other party, but there was a little coldness in his heart.

Isn't it because of what happened to Lin Hui a few days ago?

The dignified prime minister, will he find him because of this matter, and the trouble of being the prince of the dynasty will not be successful?

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a sharp chant sound.

"Greetings to Your Majesty!"

Before the words fell, the lord of Qingguo, his father, slowly walked out from the side.

When Emperor Qing sat down on the dragon chair, accompanied by many courtiers kneeling down and drinking long live, the early dynasty also officially began.

Li Chengqian probably just listened to this court meeting casually, and most of his attention was still on Emperor Qing.

I saw that Emperor Qing was wearing a dark golden dragon robe today, with a dragon gold ribbon tied around his waist, his black hair tied under the golden crown, and his face was calm and majestic.

He sat casually in his chair, but with a momentum that seemed to be sitting at the top of the world, looking down at the thousands of subjects at his feet.

Li Chengqian was a little in awe in his heart, but more than that, he was yearning.

One day, he will also be the supreme in the world, standing above the clouds.

In his silence, about half an hour or so passed, and the political affairs were basically discussed.

It can be seen that although the yamen of Qingguo has changed a lot of names under the new policy, the efficiency of the officials can still be called vigorous and resolute.

However, just as today's government affairs were about to come to an end, a man in his early forties wearing a crimson official uniform stood up and said, "Your Majesty, the minister has a good performance. ”

This person's name is Yang Shihui, who is a waiter of the Ministry of Rites, a member of the third grade, and his status is only below Guo Yuzhi, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites of the second grade.

On the dragon chair, His Majesty the Emperor had a calm face and said, "Quasi-play." ”

Yang Shihui saluted respectfully, and said in a calm tone: "The minister believes that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has reached the age of sixteen, and he has tied his hair and crowned it, and he should do practical things for the sake of the country, and he should not continue to waste time." ”

When the words fell, the people suddenly fell silent.

Several strange and shocked gazes all fell on Yang Shihui's body.

Of course, there were also several obscure eyes that fell on Li Chengqian.

Yang Shihui's words seem to be fine, but in fact, he is saying that he wants Emperor Qing to cede some power to the crown prince.

Let the crown prince take charge of the government.

According to the etiquette system, it is also the way it should be.

However, Emperor Qing is now in his prime, and it is really early to talk about these things.

Moreover, such rights are extremely sensitive, no matter how small.

Emperor Qing may take the initiative to give, but you can't ask for it.

Such eagerness, could it be that he was instructed by the prince?

At this moment, many people have the same idea in their hearts.

Li Chengqian's mind was so strong, and he was naturally keenly aware of the gaze that fell on him.

Skepticism, scrutiny, and so on.

He felt a black pot slam on his head.

He knew very well that he had nothing to do with this Yang Shihui, but he was constantly implicated with Guo Youzhi, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites.

After all, Guo Baokun, the son of Guo Youzhi, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, was compiled by the East Palace and his companion.

And at this moment, Guo Youzhi, who is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, also has a little resentment towards him because of what Yang Shihui said.

In his opinion, the prince crossed him and asked his subordinate Yang Shihui to come forward, but instead concealed him, which was a bit too cold.

That Yang Shihui has coveted his position as the secretary of the Ministry of Rites for a long time, and he often disagrees with him on weekdays.

Could it be that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is going to abandon him, the elderly secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and support others?

As soon as he thought of this, his eyes couldn't help but be a little gloomy.

In the silent Taiji Palace, Emperor Qing looked at Li Chengqian, who was a little solemn and frightened, and then fell on Yang Shihui, with no emotional ups and downs on his face, and said slowly: "What Aiqing said is reasonable, the prince is getting older, and it's time to do something serious." ”

After that, he paused, his eyes fell calmly on Lin Ruofu, and said, "What does the prime minister think the prince should do?" ”

Lin Ruofu had been with his eyes slightly open, looking like an old god was there, and when he heard Emperor Qing ask, he immediately saluted respectfully, and said in a slightly panicked tone: "This matter is decided by His Majesty, how can the old minister easily ignore it?" ”