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Outside the cabinet duty room, two eunuchs each carried trays and hurriedly walked into the duty room.
On the tray they carried were neatly arranged memorials, totaling nearly a hundred copies.
The two people entered the cabinet duty room, and after handing over to the cabinet officials, they were dealt with by the officials.
The first thing to do is to classify the memorials. The previous classification standards have been temporarily shelved. Today we mainly focus on the memorials recommending the prince.
They had to read every memorial and record it carefully without any sloppiness.
The three officials looked at each other, and finally the three of them checked the results together to ensure that they were correct before submitting them to the cabinet minister on duty.
The situation is special these days, so all three cabinet ministers are here, so there are exactly three situation reports that no one can have.
It is now almost afternoon, and it is also the third day since the emperor issued an edict to elect a prince. Today is the day to report the results to the emperor.
After carefully summarizing the situation, the three cabinet ministers decided to go to Qian'an Palace together to report the matter to the emperor.
Of course, the three of them all know that even if the final election results are presented today, it is impossible to decide on the crown prince today.
But through these memorials, they also roughly understood the thoughts of the officials, so that they could clarify their attitude.
The three people walked out of the cabinet, and countless pairs of eyes were watching them wherever they passed.
Soon, the three of them arrived outside Qian'an Palace and were able to enter after going through the clearance process.
Entering the main hall, it was empty. Under the leadership of Chen Changhe, the three ministers were led to the side hall.
At this moment, the emperor was lying on the rocking chair, holding a book in his hand and reading.
"Kowtow to the Emperor!"
After bowing to the emperor, at Zhao Yongcheng's signal, the three cabinet ministers carefully stood up.
This time, Zhao Yongcheng did not ask anyone to move the pier, so the three of them could only stand and reply.
"What's up?"
Wang Tinghe held the folding paper, which recorded the reports submitted by the officials.
"Your Majesty, this is a summary of the selection of the prince by the officials!"
Taking the folder from Wang Tinghe, Chen Changhe slowly turned around and handed it to Zhao Yongcheng.
Zhao Yongcheng did not take it, but motioned to Chen Changhe to put it on the small table aside.
"Tell me about it, they all recommended those people!"
After the three cabinet ministers looked at each other, Wang Tinghe finally replied: "Reporting to the emperor, there are many ministers who presented the memorial, and all the princes and grandsons were recommended, but only four of them stood out!"
At this moment, Zhao Yongcheng closed his eyes, making it impossible to catch his eyes.
At this moment, Wang Tinghe could only continue to report: "Your Majesty, ninety-eight officials recommended the emperor's second grandson Zhao Weiheng, and fifty-six officials recommended the emperor's eldest grandson..."
"Another 43 civilian officials elected His Highness Ten, and thirty-six officials elected His Highness Eleven!"
Zhao Yongcheng had already roughly understood this result through the editorial supervisor, so he was not surprised.
The large number of people who support the establishment of an imperial grandson shows that Zhao Yanjun is involved in a wide range of things, and it also shows the convergence of interests among the civil service group, which actually makes Zhao Yongcheng very unhappy.
But since the tone has been set before, and the position of crown prince must be determined according to the situation, Zhao Yongcheng will not deliberately look for trouble.
Just when the three cabinet ministers thought that the emperor should discuss who to appoint, they heard Zhao Yongcheng ask: "Aren't you recommending other princes?"
What does this mean? Is the emperor not satisfied with the above four?
"Well, there are indeed other princes who are recommended, but the number is too small..."
"Speak out and listen!"
Not understanding what the emperor meant, Wang Tinghe looked at Xie and Lu beside him. He could no longer remember the specific situation.
At this time, Xie Xiaofang said: "Reporting to the emperor, seven people recommended His Highness the Twelve, thirteen people recommended King Jing, eight people recommended King An, and two people recommended His Highness Thirteen..."
The two princes, Twenty-Thirteen, are all under ten years old, and King Jing and King An are the third and sixth children respectively.
The two princes, Twenty-Thirteen, are too young to be established as princes.
The third and sixth sons have long been outside the vassal. Although they are old enough, their reputations are not good and they are not suitable to be established as crown princes.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Yongcheng asked again: "What else is there?"
There was no other way, Lu Chaowen could only say: "Go back to the emperor and recommend... there are sixteen people for King Yong!"
Among all the sons of the emperor, the one who is farthest from the vassal is King Yong Zhao Yanxun. Several other sons can still be contacted, but the contact with Zhao Yanxun has been broken for more than half a year.
Almost everyone thought that Zhao Yanxun was dead, so Lu Chaowen felt incredible when he saw someone recommending King Yong.
As if Zhao Yanxun was a taboo, the hall was silent at this moment.
"Any more?"
The three cabinet ministers looked at each other, and finally Wang Tinghe said: "Your Majesty... is gone!"
"Every official has submitted a memorial, what do you three think?" Zhao Yongcheng asked again.
At this time, the three of them had to take a stand.
Wang Tinghe was the first to say: "Reporting to the emperor, today there is a disaster, the country is uneasy, and the country depends on the leader... I think that both emperors and grandsons can be established!"
Wang Tinghe supported Zhao Yanjun before, and now he supports Zhao Yanjun's son, which can be regarded as the end of the matter.
But he did not name the specific emperor's grandson, which left him room for maneuver and left the opportunity of choice to the emperor.
"What do you think?" Zhao Yongcheng said calmly.
"Your Majesty, sons have always inherited their father's legacy. I think... we should establish two princes!"
Having said this, Xie Xiaofang smiled and said: "The Tenth Highness and the Eleventh Highness are both handsome, gentle and virtuous people, and it is only fitting that they be crowned princes!"
In this regard, the emperor still did not comment, but glanced at Lu Chaowen.
"Your Majesty, I think... what the two cabinet elders said is reasonable. The Emperor will make his own decision on who to establish and who not to establish!"
Lu Chaowen's answer was tantamount to talking about loneliness.
"I don't know everything about family affairs, state affairs, and world affairs. I have brought all the recommendation documents here. I want to check them carefully. You can go back first!"
"According to the order!"
After bowing to the emperor again, the brief report ended, but there was still no decision on who should be appointed as the crown prince.
Zhao Yongcheng stood up from the rocking chair, walked slowly outside the hall, and then asked: "Both the Print Supervisor and the Editor Supervisor haven't responded yet?"
Chen Changhe on the side immediately replied: "Report to the Emperor, I must be on the way!"
"Then tell me, who among the three of them...are they trying to establish?
"Your Majesty, how can I know the thoughts of the three pavilion elders?"
"You can even figure out my thoughts, but you still can't guess their thoughts?"
Good guy, as soon as Zhao Yongcheng said these words, Chen Changhe's heart went cold.
After hearing a "plop", Chen Changhe immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowed and said: "Your Majesty, I will never dare to guess the Holy Will!"
The scene was completely silent. After several breaths, Zhao Yongcheng said calmly: "You have been my master and servant for thirty years, and I still believe in you!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Walking to the palace gate, Zhao Yongcheng turned around and said: "Okay, get up and tell me the truth, what do you think...the three of them think!"
