Isn’t this the army of the emperor?

Everyone in the world knew that King Yan was not dead and returned to the capital. Even the emperor was not good at attacking him.

OK, very good!

"Where is it?" Emperor Wen of Jin asked indifferently.

"The man was already outside the palace and brought several large trucks of imported goods with great fanfare. He said that he had collected from various countries when he was traveling around the world. He should be presented to the emperor."

"Supreme him in."

After a while, the King of Yan came in with dozens of boxes of strange-shaped goods.

When he walked into Weiyang Palace, he did not immediately bow and kowtow to Emperor Wen of Jin, but looked around the ministers in the court, then looked up at the top of the palace for a while.

"It's been twenty-two years. I haven't returned for twenty-two years. This Weiyang Palace is exactly the same as when my father was there, and there is no change. But... all the civil and military officials in the court looked around and saw that there were few people who knew him. The person sitting in the position of the emperor has changed several times. I really didn't expect that the emperor is you."

If he had dared to say such things in front of the ministers of the court twenty years ago, Emperor Wen of Jin would have ordered people to drag him down and behead him on the spot.

But he had been in this position for twenty years. He knew that no one could shake his position anymore. To him, saying a few words like this meant nothing.

It’s like an ant cursing at the streets. No matter how vigorous an ant scolds, the elephant won’t take it seriously.

Emperor Wen of Jin smiled, "Fifth brother, you are so happy. You have been away for twenty-two years. I thought you were happy about Shu and I no longer remember that Dong Qin is your hometown. I didn't expect that you could remember to go back to your hometown."

"Of course I want to come back to see it. After all, this Jiangshan surname is Mu, and I also have a part of it."

Emperor Wen of Jin did not comment and smiled faintly, "Come here, I'll give you a seat to Prince Yan."

The King of Yan felt bad. Thinking back then, as King Wen of Jin was the King of Chu, his mother was just a noble person, and his identity was far less noble than that of the fifth prince of his legitimate birth. When he appeared together, the King of Chu was always kept his foolish and clumsy, and was the most inconspicuous one among the crowd.

Now, I have fallen to the point of salute to him and give him a seat.

How could he be willing!

Fortunately, they found the orphan of Wan, which was the last blood of the last emperor's brother in this world.

That's the person who should really sit in this seat!

This time, he risked the world's prejudice to return to the capital, regardless of his life and death, and went directly to the palace to meet Emperor Wen of Jin, in order to pave the way for the son of the former emperor's brother!

When the chair was moved behind him, he sat down loudly, raised his chin slightly, and almost looked at Emperor Wen of Jin.

The ministers below were all worried. No one expected that they would experience such a Shura field just after going to the morning court.

Is this kind of big-scale clashing scene that these ministers should see?

However, the King of Yan obviously wanted everyone to watch the show, and he asked rebelliously:

"Emperor, how does it feel to be an emperor? I vaguely remember that when I was young, we studied together in the school. Once my father came to inspect our studies and asked us how many of us who wanted to be an emperor? I still remember that the emperor said that the throne was unintentional, and just wanted to guard the country for the future monarch brothers. Unexpectedly, thirty years ago, Hebei and Hexi, now this position has become the emperor."

Facing this little ant, Emperor Wen of Jin, as an elephant, still smiled calmly, "There are so high that the song is so cold that it is so cold that you have never sat down, so you can't explain it to you."

"Of course I don't have the chance to sit on the throne. After all, when my father passed the throne, it was not my minister who passed it to me."

The ministers all looked ugly. Is the King of Yan seeking death?

Wouldn’t this benevolence to say such words to the position of Emperor Wen of Jin, which is not justified?
Chapter completed!