NFBE Chapter 234 Father, Your Majesty, I Request You to Abdicate 49
Chapter 234 Father, Your Majesty, I Request You to Abdicate 49
Inside the Council Hall, the military commanders who had known each other the news in advance appeared extremely excited and united, with everyone's face flushed with excitement.
Li Xian glanced at Bei Ling'an curiously, wondering in his heart: Something is wrong today! Why is this warrior so excited? Is His Majesty planning to start a war again?
At this moment, a sharp and piercing report sounded suddenly, interrupting Li Xian's thoughts that were about to guess.
"Your Majesty is here!"
Upon hearing the voice, everyone knelt down and saluted, "Your Majesty, we welcome you. May your Majesty be well." The voice was as loud as a bell.
If Li Xian hadn't remembered that he was in the imperial court, he would have almost jumped up and cursed these reckless men in his heart. Why were they shouting so loudly? What if they startled His Majesty?
Jiuli walked across the black carpet with a black bird pattern in the middle, sat down slowly, and faced the ministers who had stood up.
After thanking the emperor, the court fell into a dead silence. Under the fierce gaze of the military officers, the civil officials were all silent. What happened to these warriors today? They all seemed to be crazy! They kept complaining in their hearts.
Bei Ling'an and Murong Yulan's eyes were shining, their minds were full of thoughts about cultivating immortality. How tempting is the word "immortality"? But they suddenly thought of one thing: did the late emperor really pass away? Was this a calculation by His Majesty or something else?
"The names of the Nine Provinces were determined during the reign of the previous emperor as Ji, You, Yan, Ying, Xu, Yang, Jing, Yu, and Yong. The Nine Cauldrons will also be named after the Nine Provinces accordingly. On the first day of the new year..."
The sound was so clear that it seemed to ring in everyone's ears. Chuyi took out several thumb-sized bronze tripods from the brocade bag on his waist. The bronze tripods soared in the wind and turned into a huge monster before falling to the ground.
Li Xian silently lifted his chin and rubbed his eyes, thinking, could it be that I got up too quickly in the morning, causing my eyes to be dazzled? His eyes were almost glued to the Nine Cauldrons.
"Prime Minister?" The Minister of Rites pulled out a beard with his hand, looked around, and saw that everyone had a look of surprise on their faces. He felt relieved and thought that he was not the only one who was embarrassed. It was their fault that they were all so ignorant!
"The changes in various places are all due to the return of spiritual energy. Wherever the scorching sun shines is the territory of the Great Qin. I think you all have no objection, right?"
"We will follow His Majesty's orders." Everyone saluted, fearing that they were not kneeling fast enough or their posture was not standard enough. This is cultivation!
"Jiuzhou will have thirty-six counties, which will still be governed by the original county magistrates. Xiluo County, Beijing County, and Zhuan County will remain unchanged." Jiuli read it lightly, with an unquestionable firmness and determination in his words.
"Zhu Junxi returns to the court and serves as the dean of Qin Academy. He will be tested on the first day of the new year." The people of Qin Academy have their own destiny.
“Yes.” It’s just a test. It shouldn’t be too difficult.
"I'll go first." Bei Ling'an stood up first, walked in front of Chuyi, and stared at the night pearl that Chuyi took out.
"There are ten types of spiritual roots in the world. Single is the best, multiple is the second best. This spiritual bead is just a testing tool." Chu Yi said calmly, "Put your hand on the spiritual bead and you can get the result."
Huh? Did he see it wrong? It should have been Prince Beijing.
"How is my spiritual root?" King Jing looked at the spiritual pearl. Why was it shining with golden light? He suddenly felt playful and put it up and took it down again.
"His Royal Highness Prince Jing has excellent aptitude and a single gold attribute spiritual root." Chu Yi looked at Lingzhu with envy in his eyes, but it was a pity that he only had Feng Shui attribute.
Bei Ling'an secretly clenched his fists. Damn it, if King Jing was not a member of the royal family, he would definitely let King Jing know why the flowers are so red! The second one rushed forward and let go.
The faint blue light was shining, obviously also extraordinary.
Only ministers above the second rank were tested. Chu Yi put away the nine spirit beads and stood in the corner waiting for orders.
"I will appoint an inspector to inspect the country on my behalf, I will appoint an imperial astronomical observatory to monitor the four seasons, and I will station the Mo Ge Guards to guard the ancestral land."
"Yes." It's not important. What's important is cultivating immortality.
Talent show? Which talent show to choose? Can it be more important than cultivating immortals?
"Dismiss the court." Su Qin took a long time to react. Did his Majesty really pass away? He closed his eyes and held back the tears.
Chuyi and his secret guards were busy at the residences of the gentlemen.
In the Beiyu Palace, Prince Jing and Zhu Huaiying stroked the ancient books in their hands with silly smiles on their faces.
"Uncle, uncle, if you have any questions, you can come to the palace and ask." Jiuli couldn't bear it any longer, so she signaled Su Qin to take the two away. It was really too embarrassing to face people.
In the ancestral land, Emperor Cheng'an clearly felt waves of pain in his body, and his face was full of doubts. Didn't he already pass away? Why did this feeling feel so real? The sound of the dragon's roar echoed clearly in his ears, and Emperor Cheng'an's eyes lit up.
After March, government offices in various places.
A thin old man with a dark complexion and rolled up trouser legs passed by the government office, glanced at the posted notice, and smiled obsequiously.
"Sir, what is His Majesty's order?" His eyes were full of joy. Since His Majesty ascended the throne, good things have happened one after another. The crops he planted have been harvested once in three days, and he can continue planting.
More and more people gathered in front of the old government office. The man smiled and snapped his fingers. A small flame ignited at his fingertips. Everyone was startled and stepped back.
"We have hope for the future. If we work hard at cultivation, we can live longer. If you want to take the test, hurry up."
"From now on, it won't be so easy to join the Qin Army. Those without spiritual roots and martial arts skills will not be accepted."
"What if there are spiritual roots?" someone in the crowd shouted.
"You have spiritual roots? It's possible to be made a marquis or a prime minister." However, there are not so many people with spiritual roots in the world, and he is the worst one! It took him three months to draw the energy into his body, and he only cultivated a tiny flame! ! ! He is already a gifted person among the yamen runners!
And His Royal Highness Prince Jing, who had already established his foundation in just one month, was truly a role model for everyone! For example, he originally had only a blind mother at home, but once he was found to have a talent, someone in his family sent him a beautiful bride!
In the court, ministers were extremely busy and difficult to find all day long. In the harem, Zhu Yuanzhi, who was originally dissatisfied with Jiuli, often went into seclusion after learning that cultivating immortals could restore youth and keep her face young. All matters were managed by Er Yao and the eunuchs.
The Qin Dynasty was developing rapidly, and Mogewei recovered from his hidden injuries under the command of King Jing and the Fifteenth King, becoming increasingly powerful.
Jiuli started to refine the top artifact, the map of the Great Qin territory and the maps of mountains and rivers in various places, to monitor various places. It was an important weapon for the patrol station and the garrison, with both offensive and defensive capabilities, and was controlled by Emperor Cheng'an.
Qin Academy rose from the ground and became the premier academy in the Qin Dynasty. The fate of those who entered Qin Academy was determined by heaven, and success or failure was decided by the will of heaven. It was also the cradle of the strongest men in the Qin Dynasty.
When people go out, the first thing they ask is no longer how much the harvest is or whether they have eaten, but to brag about their younger generations, relatives and even friends.
"Your Majesty, we greet you." They controlled their voices, fearing that the council hall would collapse. Last time, Meng Yan, the warrior, failed to control his strength when he broke through, and was punished to repair the city wall for two months!!!
"The court meeting is over. Advise the people of the imperial city to leave the imperial city."
"?" Your Majesty, did you say something wrong???
"Yes." Li Xian glared at Zhu Huaiying who was trying to steal the credit from him. You know, it's hard to get resources in the Qin Dynasty without any merit!
What's wrong with giving way to this old man as a minister in the same palace?
"You two should do it at the same time. If that doesn't work, then you can go to Xiluo County together to inspect on my behalf." He tapped the table with his fingertips.
"Yes." Having achieved the credit, Li Xian turned his head away arrogantly.
"Yesterday, Lord Lin beat Princess Ningsu? Does Lord Lin have anything to say?" Jiuli fixed his gaze on the peacock at the back.
Lin Qing? For a moment, all the ministers looked at Lin Yuen and couldn't help but frowning. It's so hard to marry a princess now, why are you still doing this? Are you afraid of losing your head? ? ?
Lin Yu'en, who was silently repeating "You can't see me, you can't see me", looked up, her face pale, with big tears sliding down her face.
What a pitiful girl! Li Xian signaled, and the Minister of Rites walked past the crowd from the second row and bowed slightly.
"Your Majesty, according to Qin law, a man who cries without reason will be punished with ten strokes of the cane." How could such a rude man be a royal consort?