In Fengtian Hall, there are seats on both sides of the civil and military lines.

It was close to noon at this time, and the seats in the hall were basically full, with only the row of seats near the dragon seats vacant.

Because according to the rules, only the three princes and the civil servants and nobles who are most favored by the emperor can have this honor in these seats.

Therefore, other people either looked at these seats with envy, or gathered together in twos and threes to talk about who His Majesty the Emperor would promote this year.

"Needless to say, Third Duke, it's just that Lan Yu is away on an expedition, so his position must be given to someone else!"

"In my opinion, even if that old man Lan Yu doesn't go to war, Your Majesty will still have to suppress him. How can you praise him like this?"

"Qin Shangshu is right!"

"That blue jade man is already arrogant and lawless, and extremely arrogant. Your Majesty did not use the national laws to punish him. This is already a great grace. How can he be allowed to slap his nose in his face?"

"If His Highness Prince Jin is here, there will definitely be a seat for Prince Jin here..."

"In my opinion, His Highness the Third Emperor Sun should have a seat. Today His Highness the Third Emperor Sun eliminated a big prison, cracked the prophecy case in only a quarter of an hour, and captured dozens of White Lotus rebels. He deserves a seat!"

This is what Qin Kui wants to say the most. As for stepping on Lan Yu and promoting the King of Jin before, it was just a foreshadowing.

Compared with the previous talk about the "three emperors' grandson", today's civil servants all nodded frequently when they heard this.

"The grandson of the Three Emperors can truly be called a wise man. When I heard about the prophecy on the city wall this morning, I was so frightened that I quickly wrote my suicide note at home. I was afraid that Emperor Long Yan would be so angry that he would kill me and implicate me.

Go in..."

As soon as Chen Zongli, the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue, said these words, everyone felt the same and had a look of fear on their faces.

"To be honest, I am the same. After I wrote my suicide note, my wife, children and grandchildren hugged me and cried bitterly, which made me feel sour..."

"The fact that the capital is so peaceful today without anyone being implicated is really a huge favor from His Highness the Third Emperor!"

There was a strong sense of tacit understanding among the civil servants. After receiving such great kindness from Zhu Yunxi, everyone tried their best to address him as "the grandson of the Three Emperors" instead of insisting on calling him the King of Wu as in the past.

Although this is just a small difference in title, in the eyes of Qin Kui and other big guys, this is already a huge signal.

At least it proves one thing: civil servants no longer reject Zhu Yunxi as before.

As a result, Chen Zongli mixed in one circle after another, and soon spread the reputation of Sun Xianming, the Three Emperors.

When everyone learned that there was such peace in the court today, and that no one was implicated in Bai Lian's rebellion, and that they all relied on the Third Emperor's Sun to dissuade His Majesty, they all followed Qin Kui in praising the Three Emperor's Sun for their wisdom.

The civil servants have changed their words, and the generals are even more "celebrating".

Although they haven't come to the banquet yet, everyone's little face is flushed, and they feel like they are drunk even if they are not drunk.

Feng Sheng was a big talker, but when he saw Zhu Yunxi's position becoming more and more stable, he couldn't help bragging to everyone.

"What are you talking about? I have long said that the Three Emperors Sun is smart. A case as big as the City Wall Prophecy would have been settled within a month or two in normal times. In the hands of the Three Emperors Sun, it was settled with just a few words.

, and also captured a group of Bai Lian rebels!"

"According to our opinion, if His Majesty the Emperor does not confer the title of Grandson of the Emperor, he will feel sorry for the child!"

"Song Guogong, do you think His Majesty is waiting for us to submit a letter?"

"Well..."

Feng Sheng had a big mouth, but he still had a sharp mind. Knowing that this matter was beyond the scope of his IQ, he couldn't help but look at Fu Youde who was standing aside.

When others saw this, they also looked at Fu Youde. Fu Youde was one of the few educated people among their military commanders, and he had the brightest mind. He often had to take the lead in shouting slogans.

"Old Fu, what do you think about this?"

Fu Youde shook his head when he saw this.

"To be honest, I can't see through this either. But one thing is for sure, it won't be of much use if we don't study."

"Your Majesty has been in charge of the country for more than 20 years and has always been arbitrary. When did you ever care about other people's opinions?"

"In my opinion, Your Majesty is

We are waiting for an opportunity. If the opportunity does not come, it will be useless for anyone to submit a letter. If the opportunity comes, even if everyone opposes it, His Majesty will insist on establishing the throne!"

When everyone heard what Fu Youde said, they all secretly nodded in agreement. However, after agreeing, everyone had another doubt, that is, how to deal with this matter now.

"Ying Guo Gong, how do you think we should treat the Third Emperor's grandson now? Are we still as cold as before, or can we just start the stove?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Youde looked at the founding Duke Chang Sheng who was counting his fingers at the door with his head lowered and smiled.

"Isn't there a ready-made stove door there?"

Everyone followed Fu Youde's gaze and showed a hint of surprise when they saw Chang Sheng, the founding father of the country.

"Mr. Ying Guo, are you kidding me? How about Chang Er's cowardice?"

"Being afraid of wolves in front and tigers in the back is not at all like King Kaiping's temperament. Even his uncle Lan Yu doesn't want to see him..."

Those who dare to say this are at least at the level of Duke, and ordinary marquis and earls are not qualified to interrupt.

After all, no matter how cowardly Chang Sheng is, he is still a serious prince, and it is not the turn of someone with a low-level title to challenge him.

Fu Youde quite admired Chang Sheng's caution and caution, and felt that this was a person with profound blessings.

"The grandson of the Third Emperor is practicing martial arts with the Founding Father!"

Although Fu Youde said very little, everyone who heard it was secretly surprised.

The amount of information in this sentence is too great, especially the two words "Xiwu" at the end, which are more important than the master Jiang Guogong.

"Your Majesty actually allowed the grandson of the Third Emperor to practice martial arts?"

"Hahahaha, doesn't it mean that the good days of our military generals are coming?"

"Shh!"

"Be careful!"

"There are some things that you just need to know, wow, wow, wow..."

After everyone laughed, they started to feel sour again.

This is to teach the Three Emperors Sun how to practice martial arts. Everyone thinks that their two brushes can also be their master.

"I think martial arts requires learning from the strengths of others. Just learning the Chang family's martial arts is too limited. Why don't we collectively submit a letter asking Your Majesty to find more masters for the Third Emperor's grandson?"

"This is a wonderful idea!"

"I agree!"

"I also second the proposal, hahaha..."

While everyone was talking and laughing, several feudal princes also mixed in and started chatting enthusiastically with them.

In fact, for the vassals of the Ming Dynasty, this was no choice. Because the military commanders and nobles standing here either had daughters married to princes, or had sons married to royal princesses. It can be said that they were firmly tied to their royal family. Tied together.

A cultural man like Zhu Bai, who likes to engage in metaphysical discussions, can only sit on the side of the military officers and nobles, watching with envy the civil servants chatting and laughing, but he wants to join but cannot get in.

King Zhu Zhu of Zhou felt bored when he heard people talking about Zhu Yunxi all around him.

Although it was never his turn to be the crown prince, he was very disgusted with Zhu Yunxi.

There was only one reason for his disgust, and that was that Zhu Yunxi was too close to Guo Huifei's sons.

But he didn't dare to object rashly, so he could only try to change the subject as much as possible.

"Zhu Bai, what gift did you give to my father, to open the eyes of fifth brother?"

"Returning to Fifth Brother, I am not as wealthy as Fifth Brother and can afford to buy a sacred object like Qingluan. I just wrote a calligraphy and gave it to my father as a birthday gift!"

When people around heard what Zhu Bai said, they all came over to join in the fun.

"Fifth brother, your Qingluan can really talk?"

"Fifth brother, can you tell me where you bought your Qingluan? I want to buy one too..."

When Zhu Zhu heard everyone asking him questions, he felt very proud.

"Of course I can talk!"

"When we sing the ceremony later, you will naturally be able to see my Qingluan, hahaha..."

"If it is true as fifth brother said, then when my father is happy, he will definitely reward you heavily!"

"Maybe I can let you sit in the first row!"

When Zhu Zhu heard this, his face was filled with joy, but he pretended to be humble.

"That's it for now..."

"As sons of men, it is natural for us to be filial to our father. How can we covet our father's rewards?"

When everyone heard this, they praised Zhu Tie again. Zhu Tie also felt humble. He commented on the birthday gifts of the other royal brothers and praised them for their filial piety.

However, just as everyone was complimenting each other, they suddenly saw a beggar appear at the door of Fengtian Hall.

The courtesy officer standing at the door in charge of greeting guests also saw it. Just when he was about to step forward and scold him to get out, he suddenly saw the person's face clearly.

"Your Highness King Qin, why are you dressed like this?"

After hearing the official's words, King Zhu Xi of Qin took out a large coarse porcelain bowl from his sleeve.

"This is my king's birthday gift!"
To be continued...