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Chapter 47 (Please continue reading) Heaven Bless His Majesty

"Today I will discuss with you the matter of appointing a crown prince."

Zhao Zhen's voice was neither fast nor slow, but it stirred up an invisible wave in the Chuigong Hall.

Han Zhang and Xue Pu looked at each other, and a hint of surprise flashed across their faces at the same time.

In the past, Your Majesty would either make excuses and talk about other things, or become furious and walk away.

But today, I have to discuss it with them!
Several old ministers lowered their eyes and kept thinking in their hearts - could it be that His Majesty is testing them?

"Mr. Xue, in your opinion, among the many descendants of the royal family, who is capable of taking on this important task?"

Zhao Zhen's expression was calm as he stared straight at Xue Pu.

Xue Pu was startled, the jade tablet in his hand trembling slightly, "Such an important matter should be decided by Your Majesty."

"Han Qing, what do you think we should do?"

Han Zhang caught a glimpse of Duke Yingguo Zhang Fu quietly shaking his head at him. He replied cautiously, "An old minister only knows how to be loyal to the emperor and to eat his salary."

"Your Majesty is a wise and wise man. No matter which virtuous member of the royal family you choose as the Crown Prince, I, this old minister, will serve you loyally and assist you!"

"No matter what, I hope Your Majesty will appoint a crown prince as soon as possible to stabilize the country's foundation!"

"What a dictatorial mind! What a loyalty to the sovereign!"

"You have repeatedly urged me to appoint a crown prince. Now I ask you who you want to appoint."

"You are all so good, none of you can name a specific candidate!" Zhao Zhen stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes like knives, slowly sweeping over the ministers in the hall.

At this time, the Minister of Works, Liu Xingzhi, looked around respectfully and said, "Your Majesty, in the past, the First Emperor of Qin deposed his eldest son, Fusu, and enthroned Hu Hai, which led to the demise of the Qin Dynasty in its second generation."

"Throughout history, countless dynasties have been replaced by the dethronement of the eldest son and the enthronement of the youngest."

"Prince Yong is the oldest and most virtuous of all the royal relatives. I believe he should be adopted as the crown prince!"

After these words came out, many ministers who had already stood on the side of Prince Yong looked uncertain.

Wu Yong, commander of the Five Cities Army, glared at him with disdain.

"Lord Liu, you are wrong. Emperor Taizong of Tang was not the eldest son, but he still created a prosperous era."

"Your Majesty, I believe that Prince Yan should be enthroned. Prince Yan is exceptionally talented and has made many contributions to the court over the years!"

Under his wide sleeves, Zhao Zhen clenched his fists, his expression remaining calm.

"Do you have any other talents to recommend? Feel free to ask."

All the ministers in the hall were silent, looking at each other, and no one dared to speak.

Sheng Hong kept glancing at Zhao Han out of the corner of his eyes, his heart pounding, he was so scared!

Zhao Zhen looked at everyone coldly.

Suddenly, he grabbed the teacup placed aside and threw it to the ground.

The teacup shattered into pieces with a snap, and several ministers nearby felt a chill down their spines.

"A bunch of ungrateful bastards! I haven't even breathed my last, and you already have someone in mind!"

"How can the emperor's family affairs be interfered with by outsiders?"

"If I follow your advice and appoint a crown prince today, there's no guarantee that powerful officials in the future won't use the name of appointing a crown prince to threaten the emperor."

"If you dare to discuss the matter of adopting a crown prince again in the court, you will be charged with treason!"

Han Zhang, Xue Pu, Zhang Fu and other important officials in the court all looked up at Zhao Zhen at the same time, with surprise, shock and confusion in their eyes.

"Retreat!"

With a flick of his long sleeves, Zhao Zhen left the Chui Gong Hall before the officials could finish their grand salutes. Zhao Han watched the departing figure in bright yellow robes with suspicion. The old emperor's furious outburst today was completely different from the benevolent and kind manner he was used to, and he had even uttered such resolute words.

Could it be that one of the concubines in the harem is pregnant again?
As soon as this idea came up, he rejected it himself. It was already known to everyone that the old emperor had difficulty in having children. If there was any good news, it would have been spread long ago.

Could it be that he already has a candidate in mind? Neither Prince Yong nor Prince Yan.

But Zhao Zongquan is still working with a hoe in Yuzhou.

Zhao Han shook his head, feeling that the five words "serving the king is like serving a tiger" had taken shape at this moment.

After exiting the Chuigong Hall, Sheng Hong and Zhao Han walked side by side.

He whispered, "The emperor is completely different today than when he summoned me."

As he spoke, Sheng Hong couldn't help but recall that day in the Wenhua Palace. The emperor smiled and waved to him affably, saying, "Mr. Sheng, please sit down and answer your questions."

Zhao Han saw beads of sweat on his forehead and asked gently, "Are you frightened, father-in-law?"

Upon hearing this, Sheng Hong straightened his back, twirled his beard, and shook his head repeatedly: "My dear son-in-law, you are joking."

"After all, I've been in the officialdom for decades, and I've seen all sorts of situations."

A smile immediately flashed across Zhao Han's face. He had just seen in the hall that Sheng Hong was so frightened that his face turned pale and he almost couldn't hold the imperial sceptre properly.

As they approached the palace gate, Sheng Hong smiled and said, "My dear son-in-law, the old lady's birthday is in two days."

"The old lady is old and doesn't like those empty hustle and bustles."

"We're just having a family dinner at Shou'an Hall. He specifically told me to tell you before I left this morning."

Zhao Han's expression froze, and he quickly bowed, "I'm sorry for neglecting it. I've been so busy lately that I haven't had time to pay my respects to the old lady."

"I hope my father-in-law will tell you that in two days, I will go to kowtow to the old lady and wish her a happy birthday."

Sheng Hong nodded in satisfaction, "That's great. The old lady and Hua'er must be so happy to hear you're here."

At the same time, in Wenhua Hall, a wisp of green smoke rose from the incense burner.

The emperor leaned against the dragon throne, playing with half of a delicately carved heart-shaped pendant in his hand.

Sitting on the rosewood chair below, Hanlin scholar Haining frowned and said with a puzzled look on his face, "How dare this old minister."

"Your Majesty, you've been playing with the jade pendant for almost half an incense stick of time, yet you've hurriedly sent someone to summon this old minister. What's the matter?"

Zhao Zhen sighed softly, "I have something I don't know how to start."

These words made Haining even more confused.

"Your Majesty, your words are too humiliating for me. You are the emperor, and I have no choice but to go through fire and water for you."

Zhao Zhen's eyes were deep and deep as he whispered, "How is Zhao Han, this year's third place winner, doing in the Hanlin Academy?"

Haining raised his eyebrows and replied with a bow, "Your Majesty, he just entered the Hanlin Academy yesterday. Although he has only been there a short time, it is clear that he is an outstanding talent who is meticulous and rigorous in his work. With a few more years of experience, his future is immeasurable."

"Why is the emperor suddenly asking about him? But what's wrong with Editor Zhao?"

Zhang Maoze stood aside and interjected gently, "Master Hai, your eyesight is failing. You have been with His Majesty for decades. Can't you see that Editor Zhao and His Majesty..."

The words stopped abruptly here, and Zhang Maze had a meaningful smile on his face.

Haining was stunned at first, then he quickly stood up and looked at Zhao Zhen with wide eyes in disbelief.

"When I first met Editor Zhao yesterday, I felt that his features resembled Your Majesty's."

"I thought it was just a coincidence, but I didn't expect him to be your Majesty..."

Before he could finish his words, Haining felt a lump in his throat and quickly knelt down again, saying, "God bless your majesty, God bless the Great Zhou. Your majesty no longer needs to worry about the position of crown prince!"

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