It was difficult to hide the joyful emotion at the moment it burst out, not to mention that Li Shao only cared about joy and didn't even think of hiding anything.
Therefore, all the changes on his face were clearly reflected in the Holy Sage's eyes.
Involuntarily, the Holy Master also smiled.
After all, he is a father, how can he not feel the joy of his son?
At the same time, the Holy One once again confirmed that this method was indeed good.
Shaoer indeed lacks an opportunity, and hopes that this joy can be transformed into his confidence and responsibility.
"Father," Li Shao called, "My son, can I really sit there? I have never thought about it..."
"You are the Crown Prince," the Holy Emperor's voice was not serious, but his tone was very firm, "I tell you to sit there, so of course you can sit there."
Li Shao hurriedly responded.
After the surprise, his mind slowly calmed down.
Thinking about the questions that have been swirling in his mind these past few days, Li Shao asked: "You just said that some of the ideas Xu Jian told you are very good. Could it be that this little throne..."
"It was indeed Xu Jian who brought it up," the Holy Sage said, "I have thought about it and discussed it with Sangu.
Shao'er, there are so many ministers in the court who are both public and private. You know well that when things happened in the past, some people will naturally look at you with eager eyes.
It is human nature that everyone has their own interests, but Sangu and Xu Jian, their "privacy" is all with you.
There is no need for you to get angry with Xu Jian, and you will end up hurting yourself."
Li Shao pursed his lips.
At this moment, it was impossible for him to question or refute his father. He could only agree sincerely.
Of course, he also knew the meaning of his father's words.
The Holy Father gave Li Shao a few more words and then motioned for him to exit: "Go to Cining Palace and then Cuihua Palace."
Eunuch Cao sent him out.
In the corridor, Li Shao asked: "Where is the Jinluan Hall..."
Eunuch Cao agreed, nodded and said: "It's already being arranged."
Li Shao took a breath and exhaled it slowly.
Suppressing his excitement, he met the empress dowager and the imperial concubine one after another, and then strode to the front palace.
Eunuch Guo chased him and advised: "Your Highness, it's time for you to return to the East Palace."
Li Shao was in a good mood and was too lazy to talk nonsense with Eunuch Guo. He just said, "I'll just take a look."
Eunuch Guo had no choice but to accompany Li Shao outside the Jinluan Palace.
The long walkway was right in front of him. Li Shao held up the hem of his clothes and ran up three steps at a time. He entered the hall and looked at the layout in front of him.
The Jinluan Palace is still the familiar Jinluan Palace. The only thing that has changed is the throne in front.
Under the father's magnificent throne, a chair was added.
The servants were making final adjustments. When they heard the footsteps, they turned their heads one after another. Seeing that it was Li Shao coming, they saluted hurriedly.
Li Shao casually said "no courtesy" and his eyes were on the little throne from beginning to end.
As you get closer, you can see more clearly.
The small throne is slightly smaller than the large throne, and the carvings are exquisite enough. It has a bright yellow chair cover, a gilt faucet decoration on the chair head, and a vermilion lacquer footrest underneath.
Naturally, there are differences. The two sides of the big throne are supported by vermilion tooth mouth decorations, but the small throne does not.
But even so, it was enough to make Li Shao's heart surge.
Li Shao sat down directly on the throne, then closed his eyes and opened them again.
From tomorrow onwards, he will sit in this chair and listen to the morning service.
Next to him was the Grand Throne. When he turned around, he could see his father. There were many civil and military ministers standing underneath. When they spoke, they would face his father and him. He could clearly see all kinds of movements.
The palms of his hands were stroking the armrests, and his emotions were rolling.
Li Shao looked around and his eyes fell on a place where Xu Jian usually stood.
Ah……
Li Shao curled up his lips and smiled.
What my father said in the imperial study just now makes sense.
As he had guessed before, Xu Jian's "personality" weighed on him, Li Shao.
Compared with those younger brothers who didn't even know how to drink milk, Xu Jian had a closer relationship with him.
Xu Jian didn't have any second thoughts about him, but wanted to take advantage of the relationship between monarch and minister. Xu Jian wanted to manipulate him, but she would also fight for his interests.
For example, this little throne.
Of course, this kind of benefit will also have a clear price tag, and it is a bargaining chip for Xu Jian to show off his power.
But can Li Shao be led by Xu Jian?
Applying strength to his hands, Li Shao stood up and walked down until he reached the outside of Jinluan Hall and looked at the square below.
Then give it a try.
Let Xu Jian understand that you are always the king.
Naturally, various news will spread about these changes in the Jinluan Palace.
One moment, the officials had just heard that the Holy Emperor had summoned the prince, and everyone was muttering that the day of lifting the ban had finally come. But the next moment, they heard that another chair had been added to the Jinluan Hall.
"What's the point?"
"Was there such a rule before?"
"Little throne? I remember it was recorded in the document that Emperor Taizu retired to the Supreme Emperor and lived in Chengshou Palace. Emperor Jingde ascended the throne. In addition to the morning court meeting at Jinluan Hall every day, ministers went to Chengshou Palace every ten days. Taizu sat on the big throne.
Emperor De sits on the small throne."
"It was also located in the palace where the Supreme Emperor lived, not in the Jinluan Palace, and the situation was different from now."
"Whether it complies with the rules or not is not a matter for the Holy Spirit to nod. Besides, there are precedents. If you can go a little further, it's still a trick."
"In the final analysis, the Holy Emperor punishes the prince to return to the prince, but the prince is still the prince."
"The little throne moves, those who are wavering in their minds should not think more about it themselves."
"Who came up with the idea? Sangu?"
"Could it be Duke Fuguo?"
"It should still be Sangu..."
All kinds of speculations and inferences quietly sounded everywhere on the left and right of Qianbu Corridor.
There were also discussions in the Hanlin Academy.
Lin Yu stood by the window drinking tea.
Although there was no inquiry or communication, he was convinced that the idea came from Xu Jian.
Weighing the pros and cons, this is a good idea.
But vaguely, he felt that Xu Jian's intentions were not that simple, and there were probably other ideas.
He was very interested in hearing Xu Jian's thoughts, but he never had the right opportunity.
Xu Jian was recovering from his injuries and could not leave the house. He has resumed going to court in the past few days. However, there are many people talking, so it is not a good time to talk about things. If you want to talk without any worries, you may have to wait for a while.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! When Yun Yan leaves the palace and returns from Sanchao, there is no need to avoid anything in her study.
It started to rain in the afternoon.
Cheng Xi trotted along the corridor and when he reached the door, he patted the water mist on his body and then opened the door and went in.
Incense was lit in the room, the smoke was very light and the aroma was not strong.
The master was sitting on the couch, flipping through the book. He didn't seem to feel cold, and he was still wearing thin clothes.
Hearing the sound, he glanced at Cheng Xi, then lowered his head and turned a page at random.
His fingers are slender, but there is an old scar on the back of his right hand, from the root of his middle finger to his wrist.
Cheng Xi took two steps forward and said respectfully: "Your Majesty has indeed lifted the prince's restraint."
Jin Guiren didn't even bother to raise his eyebrows.
Something to be expected.
Cheng Xi's next words were unexpected.
"There is a small throne in the Jinluan Palace. The prince went over and tried it. Apparently it was arranged for him."
"Little Throne?" Jin Guiren's fingertips clicked on the page, "Interesting! Who came up with the idea?"
Cheng Xi said: "It is Duke Fu. People outside are still guessing, but our people are sure that it is Duke Fu. On the day when Duke Fu returned to court, he went to the imperial study and mentioned it to the Holy One. In the afternoon, the Holy One summoned the three orphans.
, probably just to discuss this matter, and then it became clear today. It was kept a secret before, but if it weren’t for the fact that the Little Throne was about to move into the Golden Palace now, and the noise was louder, I’m afraid no one else would know about it.”
Jin Guiren clicked his tongue.
The fingertips loosened and the book closed.
He didn't question Cheng Xi's words, but he had a judgment in his heart.
Of course, if you want to hide it, you can hide it. It’s just a chair. Just send a few people to set it up in the middle of the night. No matter how sensitive the information is, the time is too short. At dawn, when the officials walk into the Jinluan Hall, they will find that there are too many inside.
a chair.
But the Holy Father had put out the chairs during the day. He had hid enough and had no intention of hiding it any more.
The reason...
After listening to the sharp and roundabout accusations against the Crown Prince for so many days, His Majesty Ming'er didn't want to hear them anymore, especially His Highness the Crown Prince.
The prince is sitting on the little throne, and the people below are ready to scold him. Is it better to scold him or not to scold him?
It's better to tell them clearly not to prepare.
This is indeed what the Holy Spirit would do.
But what about Xu Jian?
Why would Xu Jian make such a suggestion?
"Xu Jian is really interesting!" Jin Guiren smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, only sarcasm.
Cheng Xi thought for a while and said: "The Duke Fu Guo probably still wants to control His Highness the Crown Prince..."
"Do you believe it if I use it to coax the prince?" Jin Guiren said, "Xu Jian has done a lot of things for the prince, overtly and covertly, but he is still cautious, and no one has noticed his tricks. The most important thing is
Yes, he frightened His Majesty."
This is also a skill!
Little throne.
It's a shame Xu Jian could figure it out.
Even he couldn't think of the idea of praising Li Shao so much.
In the past, Jin Guiren felt that he underestimated Xu Jian, but now it seems that it should be said that he could not understand Xu Jian.
What exactly does Xu Jian want to do?
If Li Shao is abolished, Xu Jian will not be able to gain favor from the imperial court, and it will be difficult to win the trust of other princes.
"We have to look again," Jin Guiren said, "we must be extremely careful this time."
We can no longer lose money bit by bit like before, and in the last round we will lose everything!
An autumn rain and a cold.
At dawn the next day, the rain stopped and the weather became cooler.
Xu Jian held the stove and took a sedan chair outside the palace gate, then walked to the court room.
He arrived late, the time was almost up, and the courtiers were all preparing and had no time to communicate more.
After walking up the trail and entering the Golden Palace, most of the officials had heard about the big and small thrones, but when they really saw an extra chair there, some people couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Xu Jianding glanced at the little throne twice, then withdrew his gaze.
Outside the hall, footsteps sounded from far to near.
Li Shao followed the Lord, raising his head and chest.
It was not the first day he went to court, but it was the first day he entered the main hall following the ceremonial procession of the Holy Master.
They are completely different, the route and the mood are not similar in any way.
He was no longer standing at the front of the queue, waiting with the others for his father to come and sit on the throne, but instead, others were waiting for him to go with his father.
Entering the main hall, the courtiers were already standing neatly inside. He walked through the main hall in everyone's silence.
His father walked majestically and sat down on the big throne. Then, Li Shao followed suit and sat on the small throne.
The courtiers below had a panoramic view.
He looked at them and bowed respectfully.
Greetings, Your Majesty.
I also want to ask the Crown Prince to be safe.
Li Shao stroked the armrest with his fingertips, and pursed his lips and smiled. This taste was really good.
Thinking like this, Li Shao's eyes fell on Xu Jian.
Xu Jian was still standing in his old position, seemingly unaffected by his foot injury. His posture was upright and very calm.
As if aware of his gaze, Xu Jian even raised her head, glanced at the little throne, and then looked away.
The courtiers who presented the memorial have already come out, holding the memorial and explaining it one by one.
It was the first time that Li Shao looked down at others and discussed politics like this, and he really enjoyed it.
Listening to it from beginning to end, although I can't fully understand it, it really tastes good.
When leaving the court, Li Shao also got up and walked out with the emperor.
When passing by Xu Jian, he stopped and raised his hand to put on Xu Jian's shoulder: "I see that your injury is recovering well."
This was said on a whim, Li Shao did not think it over carefully, and he felt a little regret after saying it.
Xu Jian is not a good person.
It would be a bit annoying if Xu Jian directly mentioned tiger bones.
Li Shao didn't think that he was wrong about the tiger bones, because Xu Jian was just looking for trouble, but his father obviously didn't think so. Xu Jianruo's strange words made his father angry...
Then, he heard Xu Jian say: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."
Nothing more.
Li Shao was satisfied.
It seems that Xu Jian also knows that looking for trouble should not be put on the table.
Li Shao didn't say anything more to Xu Jian, followed the footsteps of the Holy Master, and walked out of the Jinluan Hall.
After the imperial chariot left, the officials in the palace also dispersed.
Xu Jian lagged behind, moved his uncomfortable right leg, and slowly walked out.
Stepping out of the hall, he looked back at the thrones.
The stand is here.
With Li Shao's temperament, I guess he won't be disappointed.
The ban has just been lifted, and Li Shao can be stable for some time, but at the latest half a year, and at the earliest three months, this person will sprout in a solid state, and it will get worse.
It's not easy to be the crown prince, and it's certainly not easy to sit on the throne.
But before that, Xu Jian had other important matters.
The wedding is still over a month away.
It's not easy to meet Lin Yunyan now, and it's inconvenient to communicate about many things. After the wedding is done, under the same roof, we can respond to things faster and advance and retreat in the same direction.
What did the little princess say before?
Grasshopper on a rope.
Indeed, the grasshopper still has to stay on a rope.
The trail was still wet, so Xu Jian walked slowly. At the bottom of the trail, An Yibo was waiting for him with his hands behind his back.
An Yibo deliberately left first. He just wanted to see the condition of Xu Jian's trail. This way he could see it more clearly than walking together.
The more he looked, the tighter his brows furrowed.
When Xu Jian stood still, An Yibo said, "Are you sure you don't need to rest for some more time?"
Xu Jian said: "No need."
"It's colder than yesterday, and it seems to be more serious," An Yibo said worriedly, "It's getting colder at the end of November. If I delay the wedding because of my stubbornness..."
