Chapter 801 Lonely

Yan Yu said readily.

"There's nothing to be afraid of. Just treat it as an imperial decree."

Fang Renshu had no choice but to accept the offer with joy.

"Yes, I obey the order."

"Thank you very much, Your Majesty."

Yan Yu asked in confusion.

"From now on, as an elder, can you please not bow when you see me and the emperor?"

Fang Renshu answered.

"Among the royal family of Lord Yan, the rites of seniority must be followed, and foreign ministers and the common people of the world cannot overstep their boundaries."

"In front of the king and the emperor, I must bow my head and submit."

Yan Yu made a decision immediately.

"Then I will write an imperial decree to allow you to be exempted from the formalities."

Fang Renshu hurriedly stopped him.

"Your Majesty, I am so grateful for your kindness. I am grateful to you."

"As a human being in this world, etiquette is the foundation. How can we lose it? I never tire of performing etiquette and I enjoy it."

"Your Majesty, please think about this. If a baby over a month old can write and record an imperial decree, wouldn't that shock the world?"

"Didn't the king say before that he didn't want to tell others about his modern identity?"

"In this case, they will surely guess that I am the one who falsely conveyed the Emperor's order."

"The crime of beheading the head of a family is likely to bring disaster to the whole family. How can a humble official bear this?"

Yan Yu reluctantly agreed.

"Well, that makes sense."

"Wait until I grow up a little, and then I will write you an edict."

Fang Renshu smiled contentedly.

"Thank you for your understanding, Your Majesty."

Yan Yu's brushwork is as graceful as flying phoenixes.

"The name Ke'er is not special enough to show the close relationship between our two families."

"Since I call you Aunt Fang, I should call her Little Sister, just like calling the little sister next door."

Fang Renshu grasped the key points and speculated secretly.

Close relationship?

Aren’t our two families in a relationship of monarch and subject?

Closeness, in the word’s meaning, implies love.

The little sister next door, they are childhood sweethearts.

My king, what is the meaning?

As she was thinking, she saw the king writing.

"I am willing to trust your family."

"My identity and my story, if you feel you can tell it, you can tell your family."

This was an unexpected surprise, and Fang Renshu couldn't help but smile.

"Yes, thank you, my king."

Fang Renshu believed that Yan Zhu's important affairs and the people's hearts in the court were more important than anything else. With the king's permission, she dragged her body, which had just been born and was not yet a month old, to sit down with her family members to discuss matters and make plans for the Fang clan.

Unexpectedly, after telling them about the king's affairs, they found it so strange and did not believe it at all.

Fang Renshu looked aggrieved.

"Every word I said is true."

"If you really don't believe it, you can go to Mianmuju and find out."

"Your Majesty, you can talk without hindrance, and your mind is not like that of a baby. You are indeed a person from outer space."

Everyone, some curious, some in disbelief, gathered at Mianmuju.

"Your Majesty, I respectfully wish you the best of luck."

Yan Yu gave him a false support and allowed him to sit.

After hearing the respectful title of "Great King" for more than a month, he still wasn't used to it, so he started writing.

"You should call him 'Prince' instead."

"Every time I hear you call me the king, I feel uncomfortable all over."

Everyone sat down in silence and upon seeing this, they believed Fang Renshu's story.

Among the outsiders, the Fang clan respected Fang Che the most, so he stepped forward respectfully and read the king's words on behalf of his family members.

Just one look and he frowned.

"I have something to teach my daughter. I beg Your Majesty to grant me your permission."

Yan Yu nodded and gestured for someone to come in.

Fang Che thanked him solemnly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

He turned his gaze to his eldest daughter, his eyes as cold as jade dew.

"Shu'er, kneel down."

Fang Renshu was confused and got up from his seat and knelt down.

"My father taught me earnestly, and I listened attentively with bated breath."

Yan Yu didn't understand what he meant and was a little stunned.

Fang Che's words have a sharp tone.

"Let me ask you, emperor, how do you call yourself?"

Fang Renshu understood his father's intention clearly, and his confused look disappeared. He lowered his eyes, looking a little dejected.

"solitary."

Fang Che acted harshly and spoke sternly.

"Let me ask you again, what do you call yourself now, great king?"

Fang Renshu answered in a low voice, completely lacking confidence.

"I."

Fang Che was furious.

"You are responsible for taking care of the king's daily life. How dare you neglect etiquette and teach recklessly? Aren't you trying to be on equal footing with the king?!"

Fang Renshu explained hurriedly.

"I just couldn't bear to tire the king, so I thought, let him learn it slowly."

"Father, please understand that I respect the Lord and have never transgressed the rules."

The attitude of admitting mistakes and the reasons for doing so are acceptable and will completely calm your anger.

"Kneel down and reflect on your mistakes."

Fang Renshu responded.

"My child obeys."

Yan Yu shouldn't have been involved in the Fang family affairs.

But Aunt Fang's mother had just given birth and was in confinement, and he really couldn't bear it, so he wrote a few words and knocked on the table to attract everyone's attention.

"Let her sit down."

After confirming the king's order, Fang Che obeyed it.

"The minister obeys the order."

"Shu'er, go back to your seat."

Fang Renshu bowed his head.

"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty, and thank you, father."

Yan Yu's writing is brilliant.

"Can I only call myself 'Gu' and not 'I'?"

Fang Che smiled kindly and answered his questions.

"Reporting to the king, no."

"In our dynasty, there are distinctions between the high and the low, and the laws and rituals are clearly defined. No one may violate them."

"Gu is a title used exclusively by the emperor to refer to himself. It symbolizes majesty and sanctity and cannot be offended or desecrated."

"When facing elders, peers, and people of equal status, the king can of course call himself 'I', but when facing younger people and people of lower status, he should call himself 'I' to show his imperial dignity."

Yan Yu's analysis.

"You should call yourself Gu, which means you don't have to call yourself Gu. Similarly, you can call yourself I."

"Did I understand correctly?"

Fang Che calmly explained the reason.

"Yes, your Majesty is wise."

"Then, Your Majesty, you have humbled yourself to such an extent. How can we, the ministers, respond to your respect? How can anyone in the world dare to call himself 'I'?"

"In my humble opinion, Your Majesty is humble and modest. His original intention was to have fun with his subjects, and he did not want people to feel that Your Majesty is superior. Your Majesty's wise move can be regarded as a benevolent monarch, but it has unintentionally caused people to be panicked and embarrassed."

"Therefore, I, your humble servant, dare to advise you. Please treat me with courtesy."

Yan Yu asked in writing.

"Can I call myself the King?"

"Gu, it sounds like I'm a loner, and I don't want to be a loner."

Fang Renshu was shocked when he saw the words written in black and white.

Don’t want to be alone?

Your Majesty's words seem to have some hidden meaning?

Fang Che just talked about the matter at hand without thinking too much about it.

"Gu means a solitary person, a lonely swan, and a lonely bird. Emperor Taizu established this rule to warn the heirs of the royal family to pay attention to the ministers and the people, and not indulge in the beauties in the harem."

Yan Yu made a quick decision.

"Rules are made by humans. From now on, let's change them. The emperor will call himself "the king", and you will respectfully call him "the prince".

"My lord, it sounds like I would like some kind of vixen."

Fang Renshu was secretly puzzled.

Vixen?

Fang Che tried to change his words, but he was at a loss.

"But my king, my lord, this..."

He raised an objection.

"With this change, how do we distinguish between the emperor and the prince?"

Yan Yu was confused.

"Lord, what are the rules?"

Fang Che elaborated.

"The title of a king is the highest rank awarded for meritorious service. It is of the first rank. One calls himself the king and is respectfully called the prince. It is hereditary, and the one who inherits the title is called the prince. In addition, his wife is called the princess, his concubines are called the aunt, and his children are called the princes and girls."

"The wife is called Consort, and she is always addressed as the prince. These are privileges only a prince can enjoy, and other titles are not entitled to them."

"If the title of a king is changed to the honor of a great king, then how can we show that the title of a king is different from other titles?"