I return from court."Li Yinhu glanced at Long Huaiyu, patted his shoulder, and said in a warm voice: "Young Master Long, this king doesn't want such things to happen either, but since it has happened,...Chapter 270: King Sealing

It's not easy to remove the crown prince.

By now, after several compromises and concessions, the power of the East Palace has been steadily growing. The current crown prince is a far cry from his former self. He's no longer the disregarded wastrel he once was, and even compared to when he first acted as regent, holding only a nominal title, today's crown prince is fully fledged and powerful.

She is no longer the person she and her father could eliminate at will, but a true heir to the throne who can affect the very foundations of the empire with every move.

But... what's the point

Zhao Qinglan looked directly at Li Chen, without flinching.

She knew that if she didn't do it, it was fine, but once she did, she absolutely couldn't back down.

Li Chen was also looking at Zhao Qinglan.

His calm eyes were like an abyss, without a ripple. They were as black as ink, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Suddenly, Li Chen smiled.

This smile made the almost stagnant air in the Xizheng Hall begin to flow again, just like the frozen earth welcoming spring warmth and blossoms, bringing everything back to normal.

It seems that after the Ninth Prince, the Empress has found a more suitable candidate.

Zhao Qinglan pursed his lips and said stiffly, "Although the Emperor has many sons, not many have survived to adulthood. It is also your late father's wish to cultivate a few brothers to help the future emperor earlier. As the Crown Prince, you are kind-hearted and as an elder brother, you cannot block your younger brothers' path."

Of course not.

Li Chen said calmly, “Just becoming king, okay, I agree.”

Before Zhao Qinglan could let out a sigh of relief and show a look of joy, Li Chen said again: "But the title cannot be King Wu."

Just kidding, back then when the Taizu launched his rebellion, before he ascended the throne, he was appeased by the previous dynasty and granted the title of King Wu. Therefore, since the Qin Dynasty three hundred years ago, you could count on one hand the number of princes who were bestowed the title of King Wu.

How could Li Chen possibly bestow such a profoundly meaningful title.

"Let's make Zhao Wang. The title will be King Zhao. As for the territory, we'll decide on that later. What do you think"

Hearing the title "King Zhao," Zhao Qinglan frowned and was about to object.

Li Chen's indifferent face was visible to Zhao Qinglan. Before Zhao Qinglan could speak, he said, "I have already made my decision."

Zhao Qinglan's words that reached her lips were blocked. She paused, thinking to herself, "What does the title matter As long as he can be crowned king, then the purpose of this trip has already been achieved."

What matters most is that the Crown Prince was pushed to his limit, and she couldn't guarantee what Li Chen would do. Thinking about this, Zhao Qinglan said, "Alright, since the Crown Prince has agreed as well, then we should immediately announce it to all officials."

"Okay."

Li Chen's ease made Zhao Qinglan even feel that there might be something fishy about this matter.

Li Chen smiled, looking very happy and showing no displeasure or malice. Zhao Qinglan felt that she had overthought things.

After all, it was I who brought up the matter. Making the eighth prince, Li Yinhu, a king could not possibly harm me and would be beneficial to the crown prince.

She could only attribute it to the Prince's helplessness in this situation, deliberately feigning indifference to maintain his dignity.

Just as Zhao Qinglan's thoughts were racing, Li Chen had already gotten up and opened the gate to Xizheng Hall.

Outside, everyone was still there.

"His Royal Highness."

Looking at the kneeling crowd, Li Chen said calmly, “Go and inform the Head of the Imperial Clan to come here. Also, have a eunuch with a good record accompany him, and then summon all the chief ministers in the capital to meet me at Xi Zheng Hall.”

As soon as this was said, anyone with even a little political acumen was taken aback. and dared to be the first in the world, rather than those scholars who recited the Eight-legged Essay with their heads shaking and mouths full of empty rhetoric, but had no real ability.""Therefore,...