Chapter 44 The Truth 8
"Well... in the opinion of the marquis, what should we do now?" At this time, the literature and martial arts of the Man Dynasty were already blank in their minds. There were difficulties in the dynasty, and they could make up for them together, but if the monarch was not good, it was the great evil of the country.
Feng Yuanhou sighed, and he went to a higher level in front of everyone. He pointed to the high dragon chair and said coldly, "Your Excellency, I have been dedicated to my Celestial Empire since the emperor. During this period, I have experienced many things, but I have only one idea, which is to make the Celestial Empire flourish."
"Marquis." Seeing Fengyuanhou showing a sad look, His Highness couldn't help but call out.
Feng Yuanhou reached out and shook his hand and continued, "Your Highness was brought up by me, and I regarded him as my own child. Before the departure of Prince Zhongjing, I never thought that he would climb the big treasure one day. But Your Highness has a weakness, which is love.
With that, Feng Yuanhou turned around and looked down at His Highness: "One word of love is a heroic difficulty. If your Highness likes an ordinary woman, he can be summoned into the harem. But that woman is the princess of the Southern Kingdom and the future emperor of the Southern Kingdom. The situation of the two countries has touched the whole body. If your Highness is capricious, the country of this dynasty will be handed over to Nanman.
The momentum pours out from the words of Feng Yuanhou, and the important ministers in the palace couldn't help but be shocked. The meaning of Feng Yuanhou's words seems to be very vague, but there is no one in this hall who is confused.
He said that His Royal Highness was affectionate, but he put aside the identity of the princess of the Southern Kingdom. This is obviously two choices, either as soon as Ye Yun gives up the princess of the Southern Kingdom, or the throne of the Celestial Empire will rise again.
"Marquis, I am willing to have a try. If His Royal Highness is obsessed with it, I will..." The minister of the Ministry of Ceremonies came out, but in the end, he did not know what solution he could say to the eyes of the Marquis Fengyuan.
Seeing this, Feng Yuanhou looked from left to right, and the ministers were silent.
This is the situation that Fengyuanhou wants. Ye Yun is responsible for difficulties, but no one in the court can solve it. And Ye Yun has never returned, which is forcing the court to be unstable. In this situation, those who can bear the overall situation can't help. And he is the best candidate...
"If all the lords can come up with a way, I will bow down and thank the people of heaven." Feng Yuanhou said and walked to the center of the hall and raised the front to worship.
"Marquis is not allowed."
"This is waiting for the evil minister."
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The courtiers have a scale in their hearts, and there is no leader in the court. If His Highness does not return to this dynasty for a long time, it will change the sky. Fengyuan Marquis is the adoptive father of the prince and the name of the regent, he should be the most suitable candidate. Now that he has been saluted, this is not just a matter of offending.
Seeing this, Feng Yuanhou was no longer deadlocked. He got up and asked, "Now the disappearance of Your Highness has spread in the capital. I thought that I should send someone to the south to find His Highness and then discuss it. If Your Highness can't put the overall situation first, I can only say that His Highness is unbearable to be my heavenly pilgrim. What is you? The world is the king, and a king who only cares about his own selfishness is a disaster of the heavenly dynasty. In case Your Highness does not listen to dissuasion and must do something that will damage the overall situation of my dynasty, I have to..." The look of embarrassment melted on Feng Yuanhou's face, as if these words had exhausted all his strength. Without flaws and flawless expressions, these things all fell into Ye Yunyi's five senses. He only felt that the coldness in his heart gradually froze and turned into a more hurtful ice.