Outside the main hall, everyone seemed to be in a stalemate for a moment.
Qingxuan and Zuo Yan each held their own opinions, and neither one accepted the other.
But there is no doubt that Qingxuan's appearance caused some ministers who were already dissatisfied with Zuo Yan to quietly switch sides.
After all, Qingxuan's contribution to the Lan Kingdom royal family over the years is obvious, and the Prime Minister's Palace alongside it certainly has a place among the nobility.
The Prime Minister's Office has stretched its hands too far, and sometimes power will inevitably be concentrated in the hands of a few people.
In comparison, the Imperial Master is relatively easy-going.
But the only bad thing is that the National Preceptor actually has no real power.
He can predict good and bad luck, and can calculate destiny, but he cannot go to court and wield real power.
Seeing his ambition being exposed in front of everyone, Zuo Yan's face was obviously a little worried for a moment.
"It's a coincidence that the Imperial Master is back. I wonder where he has been traveling these days?" Zuo Yan tried to change the subject.
Unexpectedly, Qingxuan looked at him as if he were a fool.
"His Majesty was seriously ill a few days ago. I visited famous doctors and finally found a doctor. What? Does the Prime Minister have any opinions?"
Zuo Yan was choked for the second time.
"Is it possible that the Prime Minister doesn't want to heal His Majesty?"
Zuo Yan twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing an awkward smile, but the vicious look deep in his eyes only increased instead of decreasing.
"How could it be? It would be best to find a famous doctor!"
"If there is nothing else, I will go to your Majesty's palace first. Prime Minister, please do as you please!" Qingxuan did not argue with the other party anymore.
I came here today just to get rid of Zuo Yan's arrogance and win back the hearts of some veterans.
As soon as these words came out, many veterans showed excitement.
Since Your Majesty can be saved, then the country of Lan will not fall into the hands of others.
A farce that finally ended with Doctor Xi entering the palace.
Zuo Yan stood there, the imperial edict in his hand suddenly became heavy.
Officials are all thick-skinned, but after so many years of being pampered and privileged, no one wants to be unable to step down in public at such an important moment.
"By the way, now that I'm back, I was still the first-grade Tutor of the Lan Kingdom. The Prime Minister should also discuss more matters with me regarding matters in the court!"
Before leaving, Qingxuan glanced at the prime minister lightly.
The officials dispersed, and a funeral that showed ambition ended hastily. The prime minister stood beside the coffin and slapped it directly.
Why do these two have to go against him!
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Wen Ranran and Xia Lishuang naturally left.
Behind him, Jiang Shu followed like a little tail.
"Princess! Can you teach me the kind of embroidery that the princess told me about last time?" Jiang Shu's eyes were full and she winked at Wen Ranran.
Wen Ranran's mouth twitched. Of course she understood what the other party meant, but Jiang Shu's reason was too ridiculous.
Everyone knows that if she is asked to Wen Ranran, it is fine to kill someone, but if she is asked to hold an embroidery needle and her fingers are not pricked into a sieve, it is fine.
Wen Ranran nodded, of course she understood what Jiang Shu meant.
On the surface, they are talking about Lao Shizi's embroidery, but in fact, what they want to discuss is the emperor's affairs. Everything is just to cover up others' eyes.
Wen Ranran opened her mouth with a smile, her tone was smooth and silky without any flaw.
"You told me last time that you embroidered the five-clawed golden dragon, but it was a little frizzy. Have you made any progress these days?"