Chapter 951
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"Go! All of you go! Don't worry about me! Don't worry about me, just let me die here! All of you go! "
He swung his arms like a madman, pushing the people around him away.
"Seventh Brother, don't be like this, calm down!"
Jian Ning still wanted to comfort him, but Wei Ziyao saw all of this not far away.
In fact, she didn't leave at all.
She whispered to Liu Shaoyin next to her, "Go and call Jian Ning and the others out."
Of course, she didn't want to leave, so she kept watching.
Liu Shaoyin also knew that his master had good intentions.
"Sigh, why bother?"
He sighed and went in to drag the princess and the concubine out, persuading them not to worry.
Give His Highness a little more time.
After seeing that Qi Tianlang's mood had stabilized a little, she left with peace of mind.
Fortunately, when she got home, her sister-in-law brought good news, saying that Wei Shuai had recovered very well recently and could already walk.
This could already be considered the best news.
The key was that the current Sheng Capital looked peaceful on the surface, and it was even announced that the morning court would resume tomorrow.
Even the ministers in the court didn't know what was going on with the emperor recently.
Since the morning court was announced, Wei Ziyao, a third-rank official, could also participate.
She asked Tsui Hee to prepare the official robes, and tomorrow she would go to the court to see what Qi Xiaoze was going to do.
Because she had been busy since she came back, Ki Chien-chul came back very late, and almost fell asleep as soon as she got home.
Wei Ziyao felt a little sorry for her running around.
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The night was quiet. When the morning court was held the next day, to everyone's surprise, the emperor didn't go to court.
What he waited for was Eunuch Fu's decree.
"By the will of the heavens, the emperor decrees that I am not feeling well recently and can't go to court. However, the country can't be without a ruler for a day, so the second prince, Qi Xiaoze, is appointed as the regent to temporarily handle government affairs for me …"
After that, there were some pleasantries praising Qi Xiaoze for how good he had been recently.
In short, it meant that he had the ability to take on this responsibility.
Many ministers in Shengjing did not know what Qi Xiaoze was up to.
They all thought that the Second Prince was still the righteous and selfless Second Prince.
Thus, although they were puzzled by this matter, they were not too dissatisfied with it.
What puzzled him was that some time ago, everyone knew that the Sixth Prince, Prince Yin, had an outstanding performance and remarkable achievements.
If there was a need for a regent, it should be His Highness the Sixth Prince. How could His Highness the Second Prince, who was always at the border, be in charge of the court?
Although he was doubtful, the Second Highness had made many contributions in battle and had just quelled the chaos. It seemed that it was not impossible.
Which of the ministers in the imperial court wasn't a sly old fox? When they heard that Qi Xiaoze was going to be the regent, a portion of them who hadn't expressed their views before all leaned towards him.
Wei Ziyao stood there without saying a word.
This Qi Xiaoze had really underestimated him. He was much smarter than Lao Si.
The Fourth Prince didn't get the throne despite all the fanfare and fanfare. But now, he quietly held the power in his hands.
Just when everyone was ready to listen to the regent's arrangements.
Suddenly, a very discordant voice came from outside the hall.
"Second Brother is so impressive. Why didn't you inform me that you're going to preside over the morning court today?"
Number Seven!?
Wei Ziyao turned her head abruptly.
At this moment, Number Seven was sitting on a chair and was carried in by four people.
His face and lips were a little pale. Compared to the high-spirited Second Prince, he was simply a refugee.
Both of them had participated in quelling the chaos and were meritorious ministers. How could the gap be so big?
It was also the appearance of Number Seven that made some of the ministers come to their senses.
Recently, His Highness the Seventh Prince had grown very quickly and had done a lot of meritorious deeds. His performance was so outstanding, but after returning, there was no news of him being rewarded at all.
Thinking of this, someone asked out of goodwill.
"Your Highness the Seventh Prince, why are you being carried to court? Your leg …? "
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