"How could the old Duke say that? The empire cannot live without you." An old official below said while wiping his tears. It looked like it could be blown down by just a little breeze. Two servants behind him hurried forward.
Support him in one step or so.
"Yes...yes...Lord He is right, the empire cannot be separated from the old Duke." The other nobles below also agreed, whether it was sincere or hypocritical, it was a matter of face.
What to do. Several people present did not understand that Ye Jiantian just said that. It was impossible for him to let go of the power in his hands, and he would not let go of power so easily.
"Jiantian understands the wishes of all the adults. Jiantian will definitely live up to the high expectations of all the adults. Even if he is struggling with his old bones, he will still do his last little bit for the empire." After Ye Jiantian finished speaking, he took out his sleeves.
Wiping his eyes, Ye Jiantian squeezed out tears when he spoke just now. He has lived a long time, and if he is not good at showing off, it would be better to hit a wall by himself.
There were indeed many people below who were moved by Ye Jiantian's words and burst into tears. These people held handkerchiefs and lowered their heads to wipe their tears, but most of them were nobles and officials of the older generation. The younger generation had already heard these words.
The cocoon is born. If the Ye family hadn't been powerful and had elders pressing down on them, how many people would be willing to come? Among them, those who came with long experience would be good if they could account for one-fifth.
After Ye Jiantian pretended to wipe his tears, he looked at the sky and saw that the hour had arrived, so he continued: "The hour has arrived, and the crowning ceremony begins now." After Ye Jiantian finished speaking, he walked to the right and stood aside.
Butler Ye Qiu walked onto the stage and when he reached the center, he said: "Now I invite Mr. Ye to come on stage."
Ye Shengtian knew that he had changed his appearance, so he took Ye Yun and Ye Xiang to the wooden platform step by step from the front of the wooden platform. Although Ye Shengtian had received many ladies in the morning, it still caused quite a stir.
It was a sensation. Some girls even shouted the slogan "Mr. Ye, I love you." Ye Shengtian couldn't help but break out in cold sweat. He was not a star, so don't be so enthusiastic. My little heart can't stand it.
Ye Shengtian heard words like "He is so handsome" and "I swear I will marry him" along the way. Of course the male nobles showed jealous eyes, you are so handsome, what can we do?
Damn it, I haven't seen the eyes of these beauties gleam with wolfish light since you came on the scene. If no one was there, they would have pounced on them.
"Hey, it's him!" A nobleman in an inconspicuous place on the left corner saw Ye Shengtian's appearance and couldn't help but exclaimed.
This person was none other than the aristocratic son Ye Shengtian met yesterday. The aristocratic son was hurriedly recalled by his father for today's matter. Their family may be a big family outside, and they are usually very prosperous, but in the imperial capital
But it’s nothing. There’s something going on with the Ye family. If they don’t attend in the imperial capital, they’re not giving the Ye family face, and they won’t be able to live in the Purple Dragon Empire in the future. That’s why the father of a noble son will
So anxious to find him back.
"Shh, keep your voice down, you are risking your life. By the way, who did you say he was just now?" The middle-aged man standing next to the noble prince said, but his voice was relatively low. However, the middle-aged man's worries were unnecessary.
The exclamation of the noble prince had long been drowned in the exclamations of the beauties.
"Father, I saw him yesterday at Zuixianju. I originally saw his extraordinary appearance and wanted to get acquainted with him, but I never thought that my father would urgently call me and then I missed him." The noble son also realized his mistake and spoke in a loud voice this time.
It's not loud, just enough for two people to hear.
The middle-aged man said: "You are talking about Mr. Ye?" The middle-aged man is the father of the noble prince and the lord of a small town. This time he went to Beijing to take care of everything. He hoped to be promoted to an official position or transferred to an official position.
It would be better to be a city lord in a prosperous place than now. The poor Ding Dang Xiang has no money to make money.
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