Chapter 64: The Regent Is My Little Blood Bank (20)
Everyone held their breath and looked in amazement at the people who slowly walked onto the dragon chairs.
The regent was dressed in a black court robe, his side face was resolute and powerful, and his whole body exuded a cold and murderous aura, but in his hand, he gently held the little emperor's hand and led her to the top of the court.
This way of appearing obviously scared the ministers below, and their faces were in a trance, how could the regent ...... Why is you so close to the emperor?
The little emperor sat majestically on the dragon chair, and the twelve liuyu hanging above his head were noble and gorgeous, faintly revealing his face behind him.
The regent walked down the steps, bent his head down, and his face was completely respectful, "See the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor!" ”
The ministers looked at each other, paused for a few seconds, and hurriedly bowed their heads in response, "Long live the emperor, long live, long live!" ”
The worship of hundreds of officials echoed in the court, and the momentum increased greatly for a while.
Shen Nian squinted, extremely satisfied with this situation, it turned out that the voices of these ministers were still quite loud when they shouted in unison, and she thought that they couldn't speak!
With a glance, he met the gaze cast by the man in the court, and the tips of his ears couldn't help but redden, and he quickly shifted his gaze.
Hundreds of officials worshipped, but only the prime minister sat on the chair, his thin face was extremely black, he never thought that the regent would stand in the camp of the little emperor and slap him in the face in public, it was his carelessness.
"Prime Minister, all the Aiqing have saluted me, why is the Prime Minister still sitting?" The little emperor had a straight face and a serious face.
The prime minister's face was very ugly, and the little eunuchs standing behind him all shrunk their necks, as if they had never seen such a big battle.
"The emperor forgot, the minister's legs and feet are inconvenient, and I am afraid that the matter of salute is ......" The prime minister is also an old fox who has been immersed in officialdom for decades, and he immediately calmed down and put on a warm expression.
"Hey, I know that the prime minister's legs and feet are inconvenient, but sitting like this for a long time will compress the nerves in the feet, resulting in poor blood flow, and occasionally standing is still conducive to physical health." The little emperor said serious nonsense, "Princess, go, remove the prime minister's chair, in case the prime minister's leg and foot muscles atrophy, it will not be good." ”
"Yes." The princess was expressionless, walked up to the prime minister, and bent over, "Prime minister, please." ”
The prime minister's hand hanging down his side was clenched tightly, but there was still a warm smile on his face, and after a moment, he stood up, "The prince is really a favorite person around the emperor, and the subordinates of the ministers must follow the prince to study hard!" ”
The prince bent over, and the corners of his mouth under the eunuch hat were lightly raised, "The slave doesn't dare to be." He stepped forward and removed the prime minister's sandalwood chair and stood back beside the emperor.
The ministers were even more silent when they saw that the prime minister had lost face, and a minister in the team walked out and said loudly.
"Your Majesty, the Prime Minister saddled up the horse for Yue Guo, bowed to the end, and fell ill, so he was exempted from salutation, and the emperor is really chilling to do this today, and the minister thinks it is inappropriate."
Shen Nian nested on the dragon chair and raised his eyebrows, this minister is very courageous, he looks quite familiar, it seems to be the Lord Zhao who impeached Xiao Jing before.
"Is Lord Zhao joking?" The man standing in the center of the court glanced at the man obliquely, "The king is the monarch and the minister is the minister, and the prime minister should work hard and make high achievements, as a courtier of the Yue Kingdom, he should do his best, how can he rely on merit to despise the emperor?" ”
Lord Zhao was so frightened by the regent's eyes that his hairs stood on end, and when he saw that the prime minister had no face, his brain rushed to say it, and he almost forgot that this evil god was still here.
"Or is it that Lord Zhao is already half-hearted and has no loyalty to the emperor?" The regent opened his mouth coldly, and shot at the man like a knife.
Lord Zhao's face turned pale, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, beads of sweat dripping from the corners of his forehead, and his body trembled, "Wei, Weichen lost his words, the emperor!" The minister is loyal to you and has no other intentions, and the emperor forgives the sin! The Regent forgives the sins! ”
The little emperor looked at it with interest, and said with a smile, "Of course I know Lord Zhao's loyalty, please hurry up, the regent is joking." ”
Lord Zhao cautiously looked up at the regent, then at the prime minister, and stood up with trembling legs.
The prime minister's face was pale, and the green veins on his forehead were looming, he could see it, what was for his body, what bullshit reasons! This is all the emperor's prestige that wants to rely on the regent to kill him!