Zhao Xuanji's words made Li Yinhu's face look gloomy and unstable.

He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said, "How can I not understand what Master Ge means, but it's only a short day from heaven to earth that I can't figure it out!"

"You have to understand it even if you can't figure it out."

Zhao Xuanji said in a deep voice: "What's wrong with a prince's title? Is this what you want? If you just want to be a prince of Taiping, why bother with me so much?"

"Your goal is the throne of the Nine Five Lords! You are the supreme emperor in the world above millions of people!"

Li Yinhu's breathing was burning and rapid.

He nodded and said, "Yes, that's right, what the Master said is right. My target is the throne above millions of people."

"Just know."

Zhao Xuanji's tone slowed down and said, "So now you forget this imperial edict. To put it bluntly, it was just something that Li Chen used his authority to supervise the country. I don't recognize it, then it is waste paper. There are two days left, everything is ready. As soon as two days arrive, you can come to the East Palace, stand in Xizheng Hall, and let Li Chen kneel in front of you."

Walking to Li Yinhu, whose eyes were bright and flushed, Zhao Xuanji said, "Remember, what kind of princes and glory are, all this is not as useful as the dragon robe and a golden dragon throne. With it, no one in this world can deal with you, no one dares to deal with you."

Under Zhao Xuanji's words, Li Yinhu felt hot all over his body and dry mouth. He asked, "Ge, what am I going to do next?"

"Write another manifesto."

Zhao Xuanji sneered and said, "Crown Prince Wudao. As a prince, you cannot watch the prince ruin the country's fortune while the emperor is unconscious, so you plan to use all means to make the prince abdicate."

"This is the law of your uprising and admonishing the East Palace."

"Just write it well, I am sure that the people of the world will see your manifesto first."

"Don't forget that I have been in charge of the Qin Dynasty for decades, and officials from all over the country have received my kindness, and there are no more than eight hundred."

"I don't recognize his imperial edict, it's waste paper."

"But no one in the world dares to neglect my manifesto."

The outside world caused a stir because of this imperial edict, from ordinary people to ordinary merchants, from local gentry to ordinary officials, everyone was talking about this imperial edict and the matter between King Zhao.

There are many people among them who smell the smell of political struggle.

But for the people, whether it is King Zhao, the court, or the Eastern Palace, they are too far away from them, and they just regard this as a topic of conversation.

It was just a tense atmosphere brewing, and everyone realized that something might be about to happen.

Compared with other places, there is a strange peace inside the capital.

First, the East Palace issued a document, and the Ministry of Revenue allocated 300,000 taels to provide pensions to every household who suffered in Jingshan. This made countless people in the capital feel grateful for the goodness of the East Palace, but in addition, from the officialdom to the people, it was extremely peaceful.

It seemed as if that imperial edict had been forgotten by everyone at the same time.

But in peace, anyone can feel the dullness and depression of the storm that is coming over the capital.

Those who are interested also find that there are many new faces in the capital recently...
Chapter completed!