Buddhist son [Quick Transmigration]

Looking at the black flag raised high below, and the solemn scene of each phalanx like a military parade, Chen Mo, who just turned around, was really silent this time.

"…………"

What should he say?

You won't be cold, will you?

Fortunately, there is no need for him to speak in this kind of occasion, everyone has experience, besides, in such a large venue, even if he speaks, everyone will not be able to hear him.

After everyone knelt down and shouted for a few seconds, they stood up by themselves.

The embarrassing thing was that Qi Xiang's long sword got stuck when it was put into the sheath. Qi Xiang, who had never used a weapon before, couldn't find the position of the scabbard. In the end, it was Qing Yuze who helped him.

"Cough cough!"

The always calm and experienced relative was a little shy, and coughed dryly to cover up.

In the next second, he restrained his expression and said solemnly: "Li Cheng——"

The heralds around passed it on one by one.

"Licheng-"

"Licheng-"

When the voice of the ceremonial officer came, the people who were waiting silently below no longer suppressed their emotions, and instantly became excited. They were all waving their fists and shouting wildly in their mouths, "Great prosperity through the ages", "Eternal immortality", "I hope the great prosperity of the future!" Bandai"!

The ceremony of enshrining Zen is a rare event in a hundred years, plus the meeting of the three armies.

This day is destined to leave a name in history.

The breath of joy echoed between heaven and earth.

In this lively atmosphere, Chen Mo walked back to Qing Yuze, with no dissatisfaction on his face, he just asked: "Father, why is the final process different from what was agreed?"

Qing Yuze smiled nicely: "What's the difference? That's how the patriarchal clan rules are."

Qi Xiang stood next to Qing Yuze with a smile: "That's right! We specifically went to Elder Zong, and that's how the last step of the process went!"

Qi Xiang is not guilty at all.

Because they really searched through the classics for several days to find out such an inconspicuous and legal ceremony.

A certain generation of emperors in the history books used this process.

As for the words that the man seems to be a half-forced official, Xiang Xiang certainly wouldn't say that.

Chen Mo looked suspiciously at the orderly army below: ... Are you sure?

To dispatch the army, what is the process?

Enthronement process?

If the prince has such a reputation, he will be hated by the emperor, right?

"Okay, Your Majesty, please go down and have fun with the people!"

Qi Xiang gave Chen Mo a push, and immediately changed his honorific title.

"??!" Chen Mo, who was pushed forward half a step, turned his head suddenly.

Sure enough, it is the enthronement process!

You old foxes!

Qing Yuze also laughed along with Qi Xiang without saying a word.

Anyway, the deal is done, what else can the prince do?

They are very calm.

Chen Mo glanced at the dangling tails on the back of the two old foxes that were about to materialize, and wanted to slander.

Still having fun with the people?

You are the only ones having fun!

"Look at them, they are all waiting for you~"

Qing Yuze raised his chin, motioning him to take a look at the crowd below.

Chen Mo on the steps turned around, tall and tall, looking down at the cheerful crowd below, affected by it, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise a little.

"...Forget it, that's fine too."

If you can see such a scene every day, it is worth it to be tricked once in a while.

"!!!"

Zhai Yitian, who was celebrating in the crowd, turned his head and met Chen Mo's eyes.

Seeing that Chen Mo didn't seem to be very angry, Zhai Yitian's eyes lit up immediately, like a mouse that saw cheese.

"Long live my emperor! Dasheng will last forever!"

What was originally just scattered voices gradually turned into a chorus.

"Long live my emperor! Great prosperity for thousands of years——"

Chen Mo: "..."

You can also hear the muffled laughter of two old foxes behind you.

Chen Mo has black lines on his forehead.

No, the world is not worth it.

……

After the Conferring Ceremony, the group finally returned to the palace.

"Father, it's fine for you to continue living here, and my son should live in Sansou Palace." Hearing that Qing Yuze said that he would move out of Zichen Palace, Chen Mojing thanked Bumin.

"That can't be done, it's the rule."

Qing Yuze picked up the beautiful blue-and-white porcelain teacup and sipped it, and finally said: "Of course, you can also choose to stay in Zichen Palace during the day and return to Sansou Palace at night."

Chen Mo: ...I've never heard of such a rule.

Didn't the emperor work wherever he wanted?

If you want to move, don't make excuses like this!

"Which palace is the emperor planning to go to?"

"Guanju Palace."

Empress Qi's Guanju Palace.

Chen Mo raised his eyelids, and said to Qing Yuze: "If the father feels uncomfortable, the minister can directly send troops to destroy the country."

Chen Mo will not stop this kind of behavior where there is a grievance and a debtor.

Anyway, the imperial family of the Great Sun has now been controlled by Yin Tianshu, and it happened to be included in the Dasheng territory. Not to mention that the people of the Great Sun can live better, at least they can eat real salt.

Qing Yuze stopped drinking tea, and squinted at him slightly: "You have been so negative before, I thought you were Ling Han Aoxue's plum blossom, with that spotless personality?"

"Red plums can also be as pure as jade." Chen Mo did not refute, but continued lightly.

Qing Yuze shook his head secretly.

What kind of plum blossom is this, this is clearly a cannibal flower that is good at camouflage!

There are always blind people who think this is a beautiful mimosa plant, try to touch it with their hands, and then there is no more.

"His Majesty."

Director Wen, who returned again, became more restrained. He stood at the door and asked the two His Majesties inside for instructions.

"What's the matter?" Chen Mo raised his eyes.

"Fu Shangshu asks to see you." Director Wen said respectfully.

Fu Suan stood outside the palace door with a dark face, holding a square box in both hands, and let Commander Zhong search him with his arms outstretched.

"Okay, let's go in."

Fu Suan, who had been silent all this time, looked at this set of procedures and couldn't help complaining: "Commander Zhong, do you need to be so nervous? It's not the first time I've come to Zichen Palace, so can I still plot against His Majesty?"

Commander Zhong replied blankly: "Since Feng Zen, the imperial army has intercepted and assassinated no less than fifty times."

Didn't you see the dark circles under his eyes?

It was all caused by those people!

Fu Suan immediately shut up, he was afraid that if he continued, the commander of the imperial army would beat him.

"...Okay, thank you for your hard work."

"Don't blame Fu Shangshu for self-blame." After speaking, Commander Zhong stood back to his original position.

Fu Suan: ...Why is it Fu Shangshu again? Isn't he worth a word of Fu Xiang?

The people around Xinhuang really have no eyesight!

Fu Suan resentfully walked in.

Chen Mo saw the familiar square box in his hand at a glance: "Doctor Fu asked you to come?"

A look of embarrassment flashed across Fu Suan's face, remembering his previous suspicion of Chen Mo, his eyes wandered, looking up and down, but he didn't dare to look at Chen Mo: "Yes, yes."

"What's in here?" Qing Yuze put down the teacup and asked curiously.

Chen Mo took the box from Fu Suan's hand, and handed it to Qing Yuze: "Prescription."

"……prescription?"

Qing Yuze was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that shock flashed across his eyes.

"There is an antidote to the judgment of the sun god?!"

Chen Mo & Fu Suan were taken aback: ...I really didn't expect that Prince Zhende actually led the emperor astray!

What the hell is the judgment of the sun god?

"It has nothing to do with God. It's just a poisonous substance. If you study it carefully, there will naturally be a way to detoxify it." Chen Mo explained, rubbing his forehead.

"I thought Mr. Fu was just comforting me."

Qing Yuze relaxed after reading the prescription and the test cases added by old doctor Fu later, the survival rate was very high.

In fact, the old doctor Fu also helped him take care of him before, but the poisoning was already deep, that is to say, the royal family had a deep background, and there were many life-hanging medicines. An ordinary person would have died suddenly.

Chen Mo frowned: "Oh, so the emperor didn't believe it before? No wonder the movement of the Zen seat is so fast. Now I believe it, you can..."

"No!" Qing Yuze immediately refused.

nonsense!

His heir is so good, the country is stable, he can finally retire with peace of mind, why should he go back?

"I believe you can handle state affairs well, but you really can't..."

Qing Yuze's eyes flicked across Fu Suan's eyes, forget it, not steady enough.

"Qi Xiang can help you. If there is a shortage of people, you can also bring An Yan and Yitian to the top. Anyway, Yan Lao is about to retire."

Qi Xiang is Dasheng's Dinghaishenzhen and Chen Mo's uncle.

Zhai Yitian is the official minister of the Ministry of Punishment, Qi Anyan is both civil and military, and can be released anywhere in the court and border.

For him to dominate the world, what he lacks most is talents.

Even if he really wanted to employ people, Yin Tianshu could add a few more. For foreigners, being an official in Dasheng is a supreme honor, and he is absolutely loyal.

Standing in the hall, Fu Suan's forehead was twitching with blue veins.

Wait a minute, Your Majesty!

What do you mean you just looked away?

How is he not as good as that surnamed Qi?

Not only inferior to the father, but even inferior to the son? !

Fu Sui got angry and saluted: "Your Majesty, I can also share your worries for you!"

Chen Mo glanced at him, and sighed secretly: Fu Shangshu, you were played by Qing Yuze, didn't you notice?

However, probably Qing Yuze also knows that Fu Suan's character needs aggressive methods to fully develop... right?

He could only convince himself like this in his heart, and then ignore the tail behind the old fox.

Chen Mo looked at Fu Suan who knew nothing sympathetically.

"Fu Shangshu has a heart."

Seeing that the relationship between the two was quite harmonious, after Qing Yuze explained a few words casually, he took the prescription and left. He was very anxious to go to the imperial hospital to chat with the old doctor Fu.

"Is there anything else Fu Shangshu needs?" Chen Mo asked after sending Qing Yuze away.

When it comes to business, Fu Suan is still very reliable.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, with regard to the Banquet of Nations, the conclusion of the discussions between the ministers and others is..."

then.

The two discussed until the sun went down and night fell.

The stars twinkle in the sky.

Listening to the movement inside, Director Wen, who was guarding the door, was a little worried, and secretly gave Commander Zhong a wink, but Commander Zhong pretended not to see it. His task was to stand guard, and he remained motionless without His Majesty's orders.

In the end, Ming Yu couldn't see it, so he came in with a plate and said distressedly: "Your Majesty, why don't you eat a little first?"

Chen Mo put down his pen, rubbed his forehead, turned his head to look at the sky outside the window: "What time is it?"

"Return to Your Majesty, it's Haishi."

A look of surprise flashed across Chen Mo's eyes.

Nine o'clock at night?

No wonder it was dark outside.

Fu Suan also felt dizzy after regaining consciousness.

How long have they been working?

I haven't felt this immersion in a long time.

At first he thought it would take a long time for Xinjun to get started, but he didn't expect...

Fu Suan, who originally wanted to persuade Qing Yuze, decided to shut up, and pretended that he had never thought about it.

Chen Mo glanced at the record he wrote on the table, then at Fu Suan's state, waved his hand and said, "It's getting late, Fu Shangshu should go back first, and we'll talk about the rest tomorrow."

Fu Suan also felt that it was time for him to go back, so he stood up and thanked him: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your compassion!"

Seeing Fu Suan's back going out, Chen Mo heaved a sigh of relief and leaned on the back of the chair.

He thought he would be able to rest next.

"His Majesty."

Manager Wen came in again.

Chen Mo couldn't help but pour himself a sip of strong tea: "...what's the matter?"

"Concubine Shu is asking to see you, and there is also a note from the Zhennan Army."

Behind Mr. Wen, two imperial guards carried a box in.

Chen Mo took a glance.

———It’s all excerpts.

Fine……

He knew that the emperor was a very difficult position.

Not only is there no vacation, but it is even difficult to retire.

There are very few people like Qing Yuze who can live in the Zen position, and most of them have a bad fate.

Even if you are a Mingjun in the early stage, you will inevitably encounter some "small tribulations" in the late stage.

Chen Mo emptied his mind.

Who would have thought that in modern times, he would even dislike 996, but after time travelling, he directly experienced the 007 work system.

Another glance at the box.

Remembering that I have to go to court tomorrow...

Chen Mo rested his chin, and was already thinking about how to pass on this position.