Long after the words of the Minister of Dali Temple came to light, another courtier came out with a respectful attitude. He was the Minister of Rites, "I think what the two adults said is very true. In my humble opinion, the three princes have not yet ascended to the throne of God, and they dare to plot."
Your Majesty.
If he becomes the emperor, he may directly kill the emperor and mutilate his brothers and sisters. With such a vicious and cruel king, even if he really gets help from Miao, the country of Miao will not be able to achieve true prosperity, and such a monarch will be difficult for all officials to feel.
Take it, people in the world are chilling."
He had been in charge of the Ministry of Rites for many years and strictly followed the imperial orders and did not dare to make any changes without authorization.
But he understands better than anyone else that there are many injustices in the laws of the Lost Kingdom.
Take his case as an example: his first wife had nothing to do with anything, and the sons and daughters under his knees were all born from concubines. He had no choice but to write a letter of divorcement to divorce his wife without caring about the relationship between husband and wife.
Therefore, all his children can only be concubines.
The law of the country of Mi stipulates that the daughter of a concubine must only marry a concubine, so as to show that her status is equal. Therefore, his daughter cannot marry the man she likes, just because the man is a legitimate child. In the end, she sheds tears every day, looks haggard, and looks at the moon.
Sadness.
His son was no worse than any other direct scholar, and his literary talents and martial arts were both first-class. However, the law of Mi State stipulated that sons of commoners could not take part in the imperial examinations or serve as officials in the court, so all his son's talents and learning were buried in the palace.
He had long hoped that this unfair law would be repealed, so last night when King Qingyao sent a letter stating that as long as Jun Feiyi was not allowed to become emperor, he would find a way to repeal this extremely ridiculous law. He was happy
's agreed.
The difference between concubines and legitimate children has poisoned the love talents of countless people, and has seriously hindered the progress and development of a country. He did not want his tragedy as a father to happen again to others in the future. King Qingyao's promise deeply won his heart.
"I think what the three lords said is true."
"I believe that King Qingyao is the best candidate for the throne and is worthy of a great responsibility."
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Various voices came out one after another, and most of the courtiers in the hall expressed their support for King Qingyao. Now the emperor could not keep calm. He did not know when Jun Feimo became so popular that his prestige overwhelm him.
Passed by Jun Feiyi.
The imperial edict that was to be issued again to make Jun Feiyi the king has been delayed.
Suddenly, a man came in from outside the palace. He was dressed in white. He no longer had the suave posture he had when he pretended to be a romantic poet, nor did he have any frivolous expression. Instead, he had a steady look on his face. He took a step forward and said, "My lord, here you go."
Father, please greet me."
The person who came was... Jun Feiliu.
He was originally supposed to be recuperating in Gusi. At this time, it was obvious that his body had not recovered yet, and his face was slightly pale. Between his eyebrows was a kind of sedimentation caused by years of forced growth. From his body, there was not even a trace of the former self.
Absurd shadow.
The emperor looked at Jun Feiliu, who had been reborn, and felt a little strange, but also a little relieved, "How is the emperor's injury?"
The expression on Jun Feiliu's face was faint. He didn't know if he had stayed in the temple for a long time, but his whole person was infected with a simple feeling. The sound was like a soft ringing bell, with an unfamiliar sense of frustration.
Standing there, it feels like a silent ancient temple.
"Thank you for your concern. I came here to check on my father's physical condition. I will return tomorrow to recuperate. I just heard the whole story outside the palace. I wonder if my father will allow me to express my opinion?