Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1602

In order to quell the discussion, the Imperial Hospital held a wound bandaging competition.

Zhong Xiyue was very competitive and won over everyone except her husband Kang Chenyan. Whether it was the speed of wound bandaging or the effect after treatment, she was far superior to everyone else.

So she wasn't going there to hold back, she really wanted to do the work.

Just as everyone was talking about it, the court was shaken again the next day, as thunder suddenly appeared out of the blue: Lord Yan is a woman!

This is the fourth female official!

No, if we count from the day she entered the court, Lady Yan was actually the first real female official in the history of the Northern Wing.

All the officials were in a state of panic! The men in particular were worried that if things continued like this, the women would not be able to stay in the harem.

However, Lord Yan was demoted. He was originally a fifth-rank official, but now he was demoted to the seventh rank. But everyone knew that Emperor Mingde was being lenient with him, clearly wanting to protect Yan Xingchen.

Emperor Mingde turned a deaf ear to the disturbances outside.

When he read the middle manuscript of "Records of Mountains and Rivers of the Northern Wing" for the fourth time, he made an important decision.

In the evening, the wind started to blow.

The prince was summoned to an audience.

The father and son had dinner together and strolled around the garden. They discussed the expedition and had a great time.

The prince was still unwilling to give up, so he took a step forward, cupped his hands and said earnestly: "Father, I have always believed that I should lead the troops this time, so as to live up to your teachings for many years."

Emperor Mingde did not refute immediately, but stood with his hands behind his back, looking far away, "When I was young, I also had a dream. I dreamed of wearing armor, holding a long spear, leading the army to go to war, galloping on the battlefield, expanding the territory for our dynasty, and making unprecedented contributions."

Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince's expression froze, and he whispered, "Father is a man of great talent and strategy, and I am far behind him. But Father is responsible for the entire country, how can you move lightly? I am willing to go to war on your behalf to fulfill your ambitions."

Emperor Mingde waved his hand, said no more, turned around and led the prince into the imperial study.

The night is as dark as ink, and the flickering candlelight illuminates the room full of the fragrance of books and majesty.

Emperor Mingde sat behind the dragon table, his eyes calm. After a moment, he slowly opened the drawer, took out a bright yellow imperial edict, and gently placed it on the table.

The prince was shocked when he saw this, and he had a vague idea of ​​what was going on, but he didn't dare to say anything. He just stood there with his hands down, waiting for his father to speak.

Emperor Mingde raised his eyes, his gaze deep: "This is the imperial edict of succession, I have just drafted it. I summoned you here to talk to you about this matter in detail."

Upon hearing this, the prince knelt down immediately and said, "Father, you are in your prime, why are you so anxious about this? I am young and I am afraid I cannot handle this important task. Please think twice."

Emperor Mingde spoke in a gentle tone but left no room for doubt. "Although you are young, you have already shown your benevolence and virtue, which comforts me greatly. I am handing you this edict today, not to pass on the throne immediately, but to hope that you will work hard to cultivate virtue and shoulder the responsibility of governing the country as soon as possible. Of course, this can also be considered as my will. If something happens to me one day, you must succeed to the throne immediately and stabilize the government without any hesitation."

Before going to war, generals would write a suicide note in case of any unexpected events. This was an old military custom and was also the last concern of the soldiers for their country.

The suicide note left by an emperor before going to war was the edict of succession, which was the only way to keep the court in order.

As for the other suicide note, he didn't dare to give it out, fearing that he would be scolded...