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Chapter 1: Prince Zhao Run [two in one](2/2)

Also, as the Zongwei who have followed Zhao Hongrun for more than ten years, they know their Highness very well. If no one reminds him, His Highness will definitely sleep until noon.

Sure enough, when Wei Jiao and others went to call the door, Zhao Hongrun was still sound asleep.

On the other hand, his concubine Zhao Que had long known that her man had to go to the palace to preside over the morning court today, so he woke up early, put on his clothes, and waited for the clan guards to come to remind him.

After inviting the clan guards into the dormitory, the clan guards looked at Zhao Hongrun sleeping soundly on the bed, and none of them dared to step forward.

Just kidding, if I disturb His Highness at this time, he will definitely be resented according to the latter's temper.

"Mu Qing, why don't you go ahead and shout, you're not afraid anyway."

Wei Jiao gestured to Mu Qing.

Seeing this, the other clan guards all agreed.

"I don't want it!" Mu Qing shook his head repeatedly.

It is undeniable that Mu Qing often commits suicide on weekdays, but this does not mean that he does not know the right and wrong - when His Highness is sober, joking is just a joke. After all, Zhao Hongrun has scolded him for several years and has not really taken it seriously.

He was left to the Youma Army to pick up horse manure. But at this moment, it was obvious that His Highness did not have enough sleep. If he were to wake him up, he would definitely get kicked.

After pushing and pushing, Zhao Que finally woke up his man.

Just as the Zongwei had expected, Zhao Hongrun was awakened at this point in his reign, and his mood was really bad, and his whole face looked gloomy and scary.

The Zongwei secretly guessed that it was because of this "Mrs. Bird" that if it were Mu Qing, his Highness would have been kicked out long ago.

"What time is it?" Zhao Hongrun asked gloomily after waking up.

"It's approaching the Yin hour, Your Highness." Wei Jiao, the chief of Zongwei, answered cautiously, and then quickly added: "It's almost the time for the morning dynasty."

"Morning court? Oh, yes, there is also morning court..."

After hearing about the morning meeting, Zhao Hongrun's tense expression relaxed a little, and he sat beside the couch with his forehead in his hands.

Growing up, unless he was being attacked by the enemy at night when he was leading troops on an expedition, how many days did he get up around Yin Shi?

But there is no other way. Since he has taken over the position of prince, he must shoulder the responsibilities of this position.

Taking the wet towel handed by Zhao Que and wiping his face, Zhao Hongrun drove all the clan guards out, and then, under Zhao Que's service, he changed into the clothes of the prince and heir apparent that the chamberlain had made last night.

To be honest, the prince's clothes did not change much from the clothes Zhao Hongrun wore when he was King Su. They just had more decorative patterns. On the contrary, the jade crown engraved with dragon patterns was more eye-catching.

Of course, this is just Zhao Hongrun's own feeling. As for the concubine Zhao Que who was waiting for him to dress, she could no longer control her cold and charming face. Her eyes were full of energy, she was biting her lips, and she was full of charm. Zhao Hongrun was very attracted by it.

For the heartbeat.

If he hadn't still had sense, he would have hugged Mrs. Que to the bed by now. Morning court? Whoever wants to go will go there!

But having said that, the restlessness in his heart actually made Zhao Hongrun more sober.

After bidding farewell to Zhao Que, Zhao Hongrun took the imperial guards and took a carriage to the palace.

In fact, according to ancestral rules, Zhao Hongrun, who is now the prince, should move out of Prince Su's Mansion and live in the East Palace within the palace.

In fact, after the death of the old Crown Prince Hongyu, the old Crown Princess Cui took her children and moved out of the East Palace and moved back to Prince Yong's Mansion in the city - the original Crown Prince's Mansion which was renamed to this name.

But even though the East Palace has become vacant, Zhao Hongrun still doesn't want to move there, at least, he doesn't want to move there for the time being.

After all, the old prince Hongyu's self-immolation in Jinxiu Palace also touched him greatly.

Around the second quarter of Yinshi, outside the Xuanzheng Hall, the main hall of Daqing Hall, hundreds of officials from the court were already waiting here.

Because today is the first morning of Prince Hongrun's court appearance, all the officials in the court came here early. No one wanted to leave a bad impression on the new Crown Prince on the first day - although they also understood that "

"One emperor, one courtier" principle, but after all, I still thought: What if I can stay in office?

However, as soon as it reached 2:00 p.m., the new crown prince had not yet arrived. The officials waiting outside the palace could not help but start talking among themselves.

Even Du You, the Minister of Rites, rolled his eyes at this moment, helpless: He had talked about his feelings last night, but His Highness didn't hear a word of it.

Just when these officials couldn't help but feel a little commotion, they suddenly saw an official running over in a hurry and saying repeatedly: "The Crown Prince is here, the Crown Prince is here!"

Hearing this, the courtiers outside the palace were in high spirits. Under the instructions of Du You, the Minister of Rites, they lined up on both sides of the Xuanzheng Palace to wait for His Royal Highness.

As a sound of footsteps approached from far away, the former His Highness King Su, now His Highness the Crown Prince, led a group of clan guards and strode towards this place.

"Finally here..."

Du You, the Minister of Rites, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Zhao Hongrun had also walked outside the Xuanzheng Palace. Seeing all the officials standing on the left and right sides of the palace gate, he murmured in confusion: "Didn't you say it was already Yin Shi? Why are you still standing outside the palace?

?”

"..."

Du You, the Minister of Rites, was so angry.

Just when he was about to whisper a signal to His Royal Highness, Gao Li, Gao and two young eunuchs who had been waiting outside the Xuanzheng Palace quickly came behind Zhao Hongrun. The former whispered: "Your Highness,

You can just go straight into the palace."

Zhao Hongrun understood the words and did not say hello to Du You and other court officials. He led Gao Li, Gao and the two young eunuchs, walked straight through the aisle between the two rows of officials, and walked into the Xuanzheng Hall.

Taking a sneak peek inside the palace, he saw that Zhao Hongrun had already walked to the position belonging to the Prince of the East Palace in the palace under the reminder of Gao Li, Gao and the two young eunuchs. Du You, the Minister of Rites, straightened his clothes, looked back at the ministers present and said: "Everyone

, I will also enter the palace."

The officials outside the palace also straightened their clothes and nodded solemnly.

Immediately, under the leadership of Du You, the Minister of Rites, all the officials from the court walked into the palace one by one.

After everyone had entered and stood in their own places, Du You, the Minister of Rites, said in a deep voice: "All the officials have come to see the prince."

After saying that, he, like all the courtiers present, bowed in front of Zhao Hongrun and bowed in unison with the other ministers: "I, please pay homage to His Highness the Crown Prince!"

After saying this, the courtiers did not get up. It was not until Zhao Hongrun, reminded by the young eunuch Gao Li, said, "Everyone is exempt from the ceremony," that the courtiers headed by Du You, the Minister of Rites, accepted the gifts and stood up.

At this time, there was silence in the palace. All the officials in the court looked at Zhao Hongrun, and Zhao Hongrun also looked at them one by one.

Although Zhao Hongrun cannot sit on the empty throne in the palace for the time being, everyone understands that it is only a matter of time - waiting for His Royal Highness Prince Yuan Su to adapt to the rights and duties of the Crown Prince, the one who is recuperating in the Manlu Palace

Your Majesty, if you think about it, you will pass the throne to your Highness immediately.

Because they knew this, the courtiers in the palace treated the newly-appointed Crown Prince with full respect and courtesy. Even if they noticed that the Crown Prince seemed to be distracted at the moment, no one spoke to remind him.

At this time, standing in the only position closest to the throne, Zhao Hongrun looked at the courtiers in the hall, and he felt a little dazed in his heart.

In addition, he also felt a great pressure.

Because he is the prince and the future prince of Wei, his decision will greatly affect the entire country and thousands of subjects in the country.

"The prosperous age...?"

Something flashed through his mind. Zhao Hongrun took a deep breath, looked at the ministers in the palace, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, let's start the palace discussion."

Hearing these words that were calm and somewhat irrefutable, the courtiers in the palace couldn't help but feel shocked. Even though they all knew that today was just a formality to let them 'get to know' His Highness again, but at this moment they heard

They couldn't help but follow Zhao Hongrun's words.
Chapter completed!
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