This was an important opportunity to save the family, and the Prime Minister could not let it go even if he risked his life. His face turned red and he raised his voice, "The Emperor and his brothers are having a conflict. Although the commotion is a bit loud, how can it not be considered a family matter? In
Regarding the handling of Prince Heshuo and the Third Prince, I think it is better to respect His Majesty’s own ideas. It is a good thing for us as ministers to care about the country and the people, but if we are too lenient, we will go too far." After Yan finished, he knelt down formally again.
He said sonorously and forcefully, "Please give me the emperor's decree, and I will definitely obey it."
The Prime Minister has been in power in the court for many years and has many party members. His kneeling like this is equivalent to sending a signal. Those officials who relied on him for promotion or who will rely on him for promotion in the future immediately fell to their knees in cheers.
Of course, there are also fanatical supporters who are truly loyal to Yan Xi and worship him like a god. In this way, two-thirds of the people expressed respect for the emperor's order and regarded this heinous crime as Emperor Zihao's private matter.
to handle.
As for whether this kind of cold treatment will aggravate or alleviate it, it depends on Yan Xi's own intention.
Those who agreed, those who acquiesced, those who remained silent, those who waited patiently, those who were indignant, and those who had various emotions, all the ministers had a tacit understanding and did not say a word, waiting for Emperor Zihao's final solution.[
Yan Xi picked up his pen and wrote a big character on the rice paper in front of him. No one could see what it was except Jiuding standing behind him.
"You are so considerate of me, and I accept this affection. Since I want to make the decision myself, I will simply follow this word and let the prime minister and the officials in charge of the ministries draft the imperial edict and submit it to me in three days." Yan Xi waved his hand and asked Jiuding.
Holding the calligraphy in both hands, he looked at it with the ministers.
I saw a huge word "prison", with dragons and phoenixes dancing in the air. The domineering strokes were slightly convex on the paper, and the ink had actually penetrated into the back of the paper.
The prime minister raised his eyes to look, but he felt the cold and murderous atmosphere. When the emperor wrote this character, what kind of resentment did he have in his heart, so that he could write this simple character into a murderous mood.
The real thought in his heart is probably not about imprisonment, but about killing.
But for some unknown reason, he forced himself to change his true thoughts in his heart and did not choose the word "death".