Chapter 1228: 23 Things About the Fake Emperor and the Powerful Officials
The emperor passed away suddenly, and the previous dynasty was not peaceful.
Several trusted ministers in the court had been guarding the emperor's side just now and heard everything he said on his deathbed clearly. They all knew that there was a trace of the emperor's blood still alive in the cracks in the cold palace wall, and that the emperor himself named him the crown prince at the last moment.
However, how could such a prince ascend to the throne?
Several court officials argued fiercely.
Mr. Xie, who was once the emperor's teacher and the prime minister, did not speak a word, looking at the door with a gloomy face. He was not only the teacher of two emperors, but also Yuan Chizhi's mentor.
Yuan Chi was born in a poor family, but was recognized by Master Xie and accepted as his disciple. Now, Master Xie is waiting for Yuan Chi to bring him back.
Before meeting someone, Mr. Xie didn't want to talk casually.
But the other court officials were arguing more and more fiercely, and would not allow him to remain silent.
Mr. Xie withdrew his gaze and coughed slowly twice.
The others immediately stopped and looked at him.
"Are there any other suitable candidates among the royal family?" Old Xie said in a gentle voice, his eyes swept over everyone present one by one, forcing them not to look at him.
The royal family of the Jing Dynasty had difficulty in having offspring. Even if one counted from the generation of the founding emperor, there were only two princes among the clan members who could be considered close blood relatives.
A prince named Zhuang spent his days in debauchery and drinking, and his title of the capital's number one playboy was taken away by someone only a few years ago.
Prince Su was a sickly man who panted seven times every three steps. His only son was the rising star who took away Prince Zhuang's title of the number one playboy.
When Mr. Xie said this, everyone felt a little embarrassed.
"The northern country is eyeing us covetously. If something unexpected happens in the imperial capital, how will the people living in the northern border areas cope with it?" Old Xie asked slowly again.
The tone became lighter and lighter, but it was like a thousand-pound stone hitting everyone's heart.
Yes, if there were chaos in the imperial capital at this time, those vicious barbarians in the northern country would definitely take the opportunity to cause trouble and start another war.
They were severely defeated by Yuan Chizhi's troops a year ago, but they did not surrender sincerely, they were just scared. If the capital is unstable, Yuan Chizhi will be unable to deal with it, and the Northland will be in danger.
For a moment, there was silence in the hall, and everyone looked ashamed.
At that time, Yuan Chizhi brought Shi Li back.
She was watched by Yuan Chizhi the whole way, and she was extremely confused and didn't know how to respond. She could only pretend to be ignorant, which was in line with the character of the original owner who had been kept in the cracks of the wall by the eunuchs.
When he walked into the study, he was suddenly stared at by a group of important ministers. Shi Li stood there stiffly, not knowing what to do.
Under the gaze of everyone, Mr. Xie slowly walked up to her.
Shi Li didn't know who he was, but she felt that the old man had a friendly look and made people feel good about him, so she subconsciously looked at him a few more times.
Mr. Xie took the opportunity to look her over from head to toe.
After a long time, when Shi Li felt like she was going to be petrified, Mr. Xie gave her a comforting smile and bowed slowly with his back hunched.
"This old minister... greets His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
In a word, he acknowledged Shi Li's identity as the crown prince.
Shi Li became more and more anxious and reached out to help Mr. Xie up. After all, the old man did not look very strong.
However, Mr. Xie avoided her hand and looked kind.
He was waiting for others to express their opinions.
There was silence in the study, and then the remaining court officials fell silent, as if they were thinking.
After a while, no one knew who took the lead, but everyone began to salute Shi Li in unison.
From today on, she is the crown prince and the new emperor who will soon ascend the throne.
Mr. Xie finally stood up, looked at Shi Li's frightened and pale face, and smiled at her gently, as if he was looking at his own grandchild.
"Don't panic, Your Highness. I will do my best to assist Your Highness."
Since he could teach two emperors, he could naturally teach the third emperor. Shi Li was like a blank sheet of paper now. As long as he taught her properly, she would be able to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the world in the future.
What's more, there are so many people here to help.
On the first day of Shi Li's time travel, she experienced a series of thrilling events. She was also forced to dress up as a man, which couldn't be more exciting.
Under the urging of a bunch of people and a bunch of things, I can only be forced to move forward.
"Family, plans have changed. Prepare to take the crown (ascend to the throne)."
Even at this point, Shi Li was still able to find some humor and joke with the comments.
Maybe her experience this time was so miserable that the audience spontaneously threw a bunch of night pearls at her.
Yuan Chizhi now commands the imperial guards inside and outside the palace. After Xie Lao and several regents have agreed on the funeral rites for the late emperor, he will personally escort him out of the palace.
"Teacher, you have been tired today and have a cough again. I will send you the prescription tomorrow and you can take a few more doses."
It started to drizzle in the evening and it hadn't stopped yet. Yuan Chizhi lagged behind Mr. Xie half a step and held an umbrella for him himself.
Mr. Xie did not refuse. He looked at Yuan Chizhi and smiled, "It's hard for you to keep thinking about it."
When the two men walked to the palace gate, they saw Xie Qingyun, Xie's granddaughter, holding an umbrella and wearing a cloak, waiting to take Xie back home.
The light from the lantern illuminated her plain clothes. The girl, who had just reached the age of marriage, had only a snow-white silver hairpin on her head, with no other decorations.
"Grandfather, I'm here to pick you up." Xie Qingyun stepped forward to hold an umbrella for Old Man Xie and nodded to Yuan Chizhi.
If Shi Li was here, he would remember that in history, the wife Yuan Chi later married was Xie Qingyun.