The first people to be anxious were the Minister of Rites and others. The Minister of Rites scolded: "How dare you say such words of subjugation to the country?"
"Your Highness, Marquis Heng has committed a treasonous act, slandered the imperial court, and falsely accused hundreds of officials. His crimes will never be redeemed by death. I hope Your Highness will state the law and kill this person to serve as a warning to others!"
The prince no longer wanted to tolerate him, and snorted coldly, "I think so too. Does it mean that my sins should also be punished, and death will never be redeemed?"
"This, this..." The Minister of Rites was stunned.
I didn't expect that the prince would choke me back on my words. Anyone can die without mercy, but not the prince. Otherwise, who would be the person who must die without redemption?
The Minister of Rites had no choice but to kneel down and plead guilty, "Your Highness, I made a mistake, and please forgive me."
"But the guilty minister believes that Mr. Zuo Xiang is indeed the most suitable choice for prime minister. I hope that Your Highness will not implicate Mr. Zuo Xiang with this matter."
When other officials heard this, they quickly knelt down to plead with the Minister of Rites, and almost all the officials fell to their knees.
Only Zhao Xiaole and a few people were left kneeling.
Such a scene is spectacular.
These are the officials controlled by the third prince and the queen. I don’t know when they have infiltrated the entire court.
After seeing this, even the prince took a breath of air.
Now, the number of officials controlled by her and the other party is not a matter of disparity, but it is basically equivalent to being sidelined.
She even began to doubt that if Qin Sining became prime minister, would it really allow her to regain control of the government?
This is not a plea for mercy for the Minister of Rites, it is simply a demonstration against this.
It is impossible for the prince to really deal with the Minister of Etiquette. The most he can do is scold him, but she just scolded him twice.
The other party began to demonstrate, demanding that she hand over her position as prime minister, although this may only have a symbolic meaning.
The prince felt extremely aggrieved, as if the queen and the third prince were giving her an ultimatum, asking her to make a choice.
The prince glanced at Zhao Xiaole and saw that his eyes were looking at his nose, his nose was looking at his heart, and he had an unmoving look on his face, which made him feel a little at ease.
She also suppressed the anger in her heart and said: "Everyone, get up. The election of the prime minister is a long-established rule, and I will not change it."
"In addition, I will not implicate anyone. I understand what you mean, and I will select a prime minister that everyone will be convinced of."
"Your Highness is wise."
The officials then stood up, with joy on their faces.
The prince finally made a concession. Although this concession was only a small step, there would be means in the future to force the prince to continue to make concessions.
"Lu Qingbai, please get up too." The prince glanced at Lu Qingbai, with a flash of anger in his eyes.
Lu Qingbai kowtowed: "Thank you, Your Highness."
After that, the prince directly announced his resignation from the court, and if he continues to attend the court meeting, who knows how angry he will be today?
If that official breaks out any violent news again, the prince doesn't know if he can control himself from getting angry.
Going to court is really like going to war.
Today, there is a huge disparity in strength between the enemy and ourselves.
After the court was dismissed, he and other officials looked happy and discussed how to retire and go have some fun.
Both the Minister of War and the Minister of Punishment had dark faces. Marquis Heng glanced at them, shook his head and left without saying much.
The two of them could only walk up to Zhao Xiaole and said, "Master Hou, I didn't expect the situation to reach this point. What should we do next?"
Zhao Xiaole pondered and said, "I have a good idea about this matter. When you go to see the prince, tell her that I have a plan. Maybe the results will be seen soon, so she shouldn't worry."
Li Lin looked confused and said, "Master Hou, what are your plans? Can you tell us in advance so that we can have a better understanding?"
Zhao Xiaole shook his head and said: "I can't tell you yet, just go back and wait for the news."
"All right."
The two nodded helplessly.
I have no choice, this is the only way I can do it now.
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Different from the happy expressions on the faces of other officials, Lu Qingbai declined the invitations from others, got directly into the sedan chair, and left under the escort of the royal guards.
In the eyes of others, his choice of prime minister was a great joy, but he himself knew that the lives of his father and son were now under the control of others, and becoming prime minister would probably be the day he died.
Where does the joy come from?
After learning that Zhao Xiaole was the owner of Xichang, Lu Qingbai's heart dropped to the bottom, and he could no longer take any chances.
At that time, cold sweat broke out from his back.
He knew the meaning very well. If Zhao Xiaole had wanted his life long ago, then he would have died long ago.
Thinking back to the time when he was making waves in the capital, he thought he controlled the situation in the court. Now it seems that he is really a clown.
The Marquis of Zhenguo didn't touch him, not because he couldn't move, but because he didn't even notice him.
Don't even bother to kill.
How could the always proud Lu Qingbai endure it?
But I had to compromise with reality.
The other party was simply stronger than him, and both Zhao Xiaole and the Empress could easily manipulate him into their hands.
And he thought that he was the master of planning and had always predicted events like a god.
Lu Qingbai wasn't afraid of death, it didn't matter if he died, but when he thought of Ren Xiaoyao being dragged into this quagmire.
I felt a deep sense of guilt in my heart.
His relationship with King Ping Xi was very cold, and after he went to the mountain, he was out of tune with his other brothers.
Only Ren Xiaoyao took extra care of him.
The relationship between the two has always been like that of brothers.
Now, I'm afraid that neither of them will be able to leave the capital alive.
He knew that the Queen and the Third Prince had pushed Zhao Xiaole to this point, and with his vicious personality, he would definitely take action.
It is impossible to just sit back and watch him become prime minister and ignore him.
Thinking of this, Lu Qingbai had already made up his mind.
Dongchang arrived soon. Lu Qingbai got off the sedan chair and went straight to Ren Xiaoyao's study, ignoring the greetings from the Jin Yiwei next to him.
Seeing that the other party was still there, Lu Qingbai breathed a sigh of relief.
Ren Xiaoyao didn't ask any further questions. Seeing that there was no one outside, he turned the candlestick behind him and the door to the secret room slowly opened.
Lu Qingbai walked in first, followed by Ren Xiaoyao.
After Agula arrived in Dongchang, they had to be more cautious in their actions. People from the Demon Sect had already infiltrated Jinyiwei.
Ren Xiaoyao asked: "Junior brother, why are you so anxious?"
Lu Qingbai no longer held the fan, hammered the wall, and sighed: "Senior brother, we must advance the escort of the believers out of Beijing."
Ren Xiaoyao was stunned and said in confusion: "Junior brother, didn't we agree on this? When you become the prime minister, we will escort them away. If Zhao Xiaole catches something during this period, your position as prime minister will be suspended."
Lu Qingbai grabbed his arm and said with firm eyes: "Now the situation has changed. I'm worried that Zhao Xiaole will attack us at any time. Instead of waiting to be attacked by him, it's better to take a risk."