The boss of the end of the world wears a red building, if you don't agree, just hold it

In the past few days, the court has been arguing about border affairs. Prince Linhuai was injured, and although his life was not in danger, they did not know the extent of his injury and whether he could continue to lead troops to fight.

Therefore, the ministers had different opinions on who should be sent to temporarily replace King Linhuai.

The emperor had a calm expression as he watched them arguing back and forth. He already had some thoughts in his mind.

The situation at the border is quite tricky, the enemy is coming in full force, and the traitor has not yet been identified, so no one wants to get involved in this mess.

Even the extremely powerful King Linhuai fell into the trap accidentally. If they went there, they might even lose their lives.

The parties argued for a while, and finally, the Prince of Nan'an stood up and said, "In my opinion, the Marquis of Ning'an is an extraordinary martial artist, unmatched by ordinary people, and has the courage of ten thousand men. He is the right person."

There was silence in the court in an instant. No one expected that the Prince of Nan'an would be so shameless as to push the Marquis of Ning'an out.

How talented is Ning'an Hou? What can he accomplish? Even if he is physically strong, leading troops to fight a war cannot be achieved by brute force alone.

The ministers couldn't help but look at Lin Ruhai.

Lin Ruhai's expression had already changed. He glanced at the Prince of Nan'an with an ambiguous expression, and said with a cupped hand, "Your Majesty, my son is too young to handle this important task. If he delays important matters, my father and I will be held responsible for this."

But the Prince of Nan'an said, "Lord Lin is too modest. Ning'an Marquis became famous in one battle. Now everyone knows Ning'an Marquis's name. If he fails, I really can't think of anyone who can be stronger than him."

The Prince of Nan'an was completely shameless. He knew in his heart that if he couldn't choose a suitable person, the emperor would most likely let him go.

He didn't want to suffer in that cold and bitter place at the border. Wouldn't it be good to enjoy wealth and glory in the capital? Why risk his life?

What's more, he is now a prince, and even if he wins, he will not make any further progress. What's more, the situation at the border is serious, and he doesn't know whether he can come back alive if he goes there, so he doesn't want to go.

Lin Ruhai had just returned to Beijing. He had never formed cliques for personal gain and seemed to be a man of high moral character. However, when the critical moment came, no one would risk being vengeful against by others to speak for him.

The Prince of Nan'an was going to take advantage of Lin Ruhai, the "soft persimmon". He didn't believe that Lin Ruhai would turn against him for such a matter of serving the king.

Prince Nan'an ignored Lin Ruhai's gloomy expression and said, "Your Majesty, when the Zhuge family rebelled that day, you also saw the ability of Marquis Ning'an. If he went, it would be even more powerful."

Lin Ruhai was a man of letters, he would rather talk than fight, and he seldom had the urge to hit anyone, but now, he really wanted to slap the Prince of Nan'an to death.

The emperor did not respond to his words, nor did he look at Lin Ruhai. Instead, he asked Jia Zheng in the corner, "Lord Jia, what do you think?"

Jia Zheng had been lowering his head, but when he was suddenly called, he was startled and said hurriedly, "Your Majesty, it is the duty of a minister to share the emperor's worries. If Ning'an Marquis really has such ability, he should lead by example."

Lin Ruhai knew that Jia Zheng was pedantic, but he didn't expect that for a man like him, Chengyu was only a little older, even younger than Jia Baoyu. Jia Baoyu was still "drinking milk" at home, and Jia Zheng, as an uncle, had the heart to push his young nephew out.

Upon hearing this, the Prince of Nan'an was so happy that he couldn't help but mock Lin Ruhai, "Lord Lin, it seems that Lord Jia is stronger than you. I heard that you and Lord Jia are relatives. Why don't you learn Lord Jia's loyalty?"

Upon hearing this, Jia Zheng straightened up a lot.

Lin Ruhai looked at the Prince of Nan'an coldly, "We are discussing state affairs now. Your words will inevitably make people think that you are a person who cannot distinguish between public and private affairs and is taking the opportunity to gossip."

The Prince of Nan'an's face changed, and he was about to argue, but Lin Ruhai said first: "It's not the Prince's fault. After all, the Prince is too old to go to the battlefield. He is old and weak, and his mind is not very clear. It is normal for him to speak incoherently. We can understand that."

But the Prince of Nan'an is in good spirits and in good health. He is not old and weak at all. It is obvious that he is afraid of death.

The emperor looked and listened for a while, and felt that it was just the same few words repeated over and over again, with nothing new at all.

"Since you all have your own opinions, why not summon Ning An Hou to come and listen to his side of the story?"

In the eyes of the ministers, the emperor meant that he was unwilling to force Marquis Ning'an. They had no doubt that if Marquis Ning'an said no, the emperor would immediately replace him.

The ministers were really jealous now. How great it would be if they were the ones to experience the emperor's undisguised favoritism.

Apart from Prince Linhuai, who else could receive such treatment?

Lin Ruhai bowed and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. My son has not been at home these days. As for where he has gone, I don't know."

Although Lin Ruhai was efficient in his work, he was in the officialdom and it was inevitable that he would encounter some people who were not on good terms with him.

There are many people who are jealous of the Lin family and want to take advantage of the opportunity to bring them down.

The Emperor wanted to summon the Marquis of Ning'an, but Lin Ruhai immediately said that he was not at home. Is he kidding a fool?

The ministers talked a lot.

"Your Majesty, what Minister Lin said is ridiculous. Ning Anhou hasn't returned home for a long time, but he is not worried at all. It is obvious that he is lying. This is deceiving the emperor. Please understand your majesty."

"Your Majesty, the Marquis of Changning has rarely appeared in public since he was conferred the title of Marquis. Now he has even ignored the summons from the Emperor, showing contempt for the Emperor's grace. He deserves death."

"Your Majesty, the Lin family has received great favor from the Emperor, but they only know how to enjoy themselves. This is really against the laws of nature."

Among those who spoke, there were many ministers who were on good terms with the Prince of Nan'an, and the rest were sour people who wanted to take advantage of the situation and bring down the Lin family.

The emperor looked at Lin Ruhai, "Lord Lin, do you have anything to say?"

Lin Ruhai looked calm, as if he was not the one being criticized. "Your Majesty, every word I said is true, and I dare not deceive Your Majesty."

But how could the Prince of Nan'an and others let him go so easily? They had finally caught Lin Ruhai's handle, and if they couldn't make good use of it, wouldn't it be a waste of this great opportunity?

But no matter what they said, Lin Ruhai insisted that he didn't know. "The emperor also knows about my troublesome son. He always does things according to his heart. On the day when the news of Prince Linhuai's injury entered the capital, Chengyu rode out of the capital and has not sent any news back since then."

The Prince of Nan'an laughed loudly, and everyone present could hear the sarcasm in his laughter. "Master Lin, are you telling a story? Why don't you say that your son rushed to the border after learning that the Prince of Linhuai was injured?"

The emperor's face darkened slightly, and his voice became colder, "Prince Nan'an is laughing so happily, are you happy that Prince Linhuai is injured?"

The Prince of Nan'an was so proud of himself that he only cared about mocking Lin Ruhai and lost his mind. He was so shocked by the emperor's words that he broke out in a cold sweat and knelt down to apologize.

But he was somewhat puzzled. Didn't the emperor already dislike Prince Linhuai? Why would he be so angry over an unintentional remark?