Chapter 910 Fainting

Several close ministers bowed their heads respectfully and did not dare to say anything.

Li Qitian was just complaining, and he didn't necessarily need an exact answer. He pursed his lips and sulked for a long time. Just as he was about to give his order, there was suddenly a rush of footsteps outside the hall, and then an internal prisoner wearing an iron-gray round-neck sunflower shirt walked in quickly. After saluting, Li Qitian whispered something into his ear.

Li Qitian's originally relatively restrained emotions were finally on the verge of exploding after hearing the internal prison officer's report.

"Presumptuous! He dares!"

Li Qitian suddenly let out an angry roar, which frightened several people in the hall. They hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, please calm down!"

Several people were quite confused. What was the Holy One so angry about?

Li Qitian said: "He is just a minister. He goes to the south to do things. It is his duty to do well. What's more, if I hadn't given him a chance to perform, how could he have become famous? Now he deliberately caused such a situation. public opinion!"

The eunuch knelt on the ground and did not dare to answer.

Li Qitian asked again: "Is this what the people in the city say?"

"Back to Your Majesty, many people are talking like this. They feel that His Majesty didn't go to greet him personally. It's really because..."

"Fart, big stinky fart!" Li Qitian cursed.

The few ministers who have been in the palace are all human spirits. Considering the situation outside and looking at the angry look on the Holy Emperor's face, it is obvious what is going on.

Lu Heng, in particular, once again shook his head secretly and lamented that Qin Yining and Pang Xiao had calculated everything. They had calculated the emperor's temperament and all the variables clearly.

After Li Qitian cursed, he remained sullen and silent, because he was worried that if he opened his mouth again in anger, he would use insulting words, which would be too low for his status as the emperor.

But the situation outside is too irritating.

Doesn’t anyone remember Pang Zhixi’s defiance and disrespect? Now everyone is praising his achievements. He is just a minister. After completing his errands, should he be the emperor to greet him in person?

"Your Majesty, what are your plans?" An old minister asked tentatively.

Li Qitian said in a deep voice: "I will wait here to see how long he can delay."

"But Your Majesty, there are a lot of people outside. I'm afraid that even if Prince Zhongshun comes late, it's because of the people pushing him." Lu Heng said.

Li Qitian looked gloomy and gritted his teeth, "He is relying on his merits to force me to do anything?"

"Your Majesty, the actions of the people are all spontaneous." Lu Heng reminded him with a low eyebrow.

Li Qitian was furious because of Lu Heng's seemingly unintentional words!

spontaneous? The people supported Pang Zhixi, and they dared to complain privately that he was mean to loyal ministers. They even wanted him, the emperor, to greet a minister in person! The storytelling first appeared in the city, and then the public voice came out. Before he could take any action to suppress it, Pang Xiao came back. He was still stationed outside the city and refused to come in. He had to wait until he got angry and gave an oral speech before he would return to the city. , returning to the city immediately caused such a situation.

Li Qitian is not a stupid person. Even if he didn't realize it at first, he has figured it out now. He has fallen into a trap!

"Spontaneous? Let's see how long they can be 'spontaneous' over there!"

After Lu Heng heard this, he stopped persuading him.

After waiting for another half an hour, the spies reported that Pang Xiao had moved forward one street with difficulty, and there were more and more people.

Is this where all the people in the capital have gathered?

Li Qitian finally smashed the tea bowl in anger.

The sound of broken porcelain was sharp and harsh, making people's hearts tremble.

Lu Heng and others bowed their heads respectfully again.

At this time, several people knew clearly in their letters that they no longer needed to persuade him. With His Majesty’s wisdom, what else can’t be figured out?

But although Li Qitian understood in his heart, the decision did not make him feel good.

"Lu Heng."

"I'm here." Lu Heng knelt straight when his name was called, lowered his eyes and listened quietly.

Li Qitian said: "Tell me, what should I do now?"

Lu Heng couldn't help but struggle in his heart.

If he followed Li Qitian's temper, he would naturally scold Pang Zhixi, and then persuade Li Qitian to wait where he was. He didn't believe that Pang Zhixi could still walk for three days and three nights in a short distance.

However, these words may be of use to His Majesty at the moment, but when His Majesty calms down afterwards, he may think that he is too slippery and flattering.

Thinking of this, Lu Heng said calmly: "Returning to Your Majesty, my opinion is that in order to expand public opinion, and also for the sake of His Majesty's reputation and image among the people, it is best for Your Majesty to meet the expectations of the people."

What Lu Heng said was actually exactly what Li Qitian was thinking.

It's just that this judgment made him feel too frustrated.

Li Qitian was silent.

Lu Heng continued to consolidate his image as a loyal minister who dared to speak out, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the people in the city are gathered together at this time, and no matter whether there will be chaos or not, if you remain silent and allow Prince Zhongshun to enter the palace like that, Public opinion will definitely always be biased in favor of Prince Zhongshun. There may even be people with ulterior motives secretly slandering and promoting negative remarks about the Holy One. I believe that the matter has come to this, so we should deal with it rationally and reduce losses."

Although Li Qitian was angry, Lu Heng's words were very pertinent. They were all for him, and he understood.

Li Qitian asked the other people.

The minister was well versed in the way of being an official and was the best at observing people's words. He immediately expressed the same idea as Lu Heng.

Li Qitian's face was as dark as water, and he said for a long time: "Show me, I want to leave the palace and personally welcome Prince Zhongshun back to the capital."

Immediately some internal guards responded and started to organize the proceedings with great fanfare.

The Holy Emperor is going to leave the palace in person, and the pomp will naturally be huge. He has to follow the regulations, and the preparations are quite cumbersome. Fortunately, the Jinwu Guards and Banner Guards are always on standby.

At this time, Pang Xiao was leading the horse and the team to march slowly among the crowd. The people also gathered around Pang Xiao kindly to admire the handsome face of the great hero at close range. Just then there was a commotion in the distance.

"It's the Holy Driver, the Holy Driver is here!"

The sound of the gong clearing the way came from far to near. In the distance, a yellow umbrella could be seen fluttering in the wind under the light gray sky. A figure wearing a red round collar and arrow sleeves was sitting on the shoulder. The stars and the moon are coming towards you.

When the Holy One came out of the palace, the people were shocked. The Jinwu Guards, Banner Guards and others were on alert. Even the people of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Department were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweat.

The Holy One is a noble person from Tianhuang. Once something unexpected happens, all of them will be beheaded and there won’t be enough to bury him with him!

However, the people didn't think so.

In the story, Mingzhu loves talents, but in reality everything develops according to their expectations.

As a result, the voices that had just been discussed about the Holy Emperor's harsh treatment of the meritorious officials were silenced, and some people praised him in a hurry:

"The Holy One really values ​​Prince Zhongshun very much!"

"The prince's contribution must have been so great this time that the Holy One couldn't help but come out to greet him personally! What an honor this is!"

"Yes! Your Majesty is wise! Prince Xiao Yong!"

…

Voices rose and fell in the crowd, and the people knelt down one after another, shouting long live the mountain.

Although the voice of "Long live" drowned out the initial discussion, Li Qitian still heard the people's discussion clearly.

Although he refuted his remarks about being afraid of treating meritorious officials harshly, he also subtly confirmed the fact that Pang Xiao was a great meritorious official.

In this way, if he were to punish Pang Xiao for resisting the imperial decree, wouldn't he be punishing him for his crime? Not only does he refuse to reward a great hero, but he also finds excuses to punish him. Then his reputation will plummet!

What a Pang Zhixi! What a vicious plan!

Li Qitian's heart was already burning with anger, but he smiled very gently on his face, and occasionally waved to the people kneeling on the ground.

When the common people saw that the emperor was so approachable, everyone was so happy that they went crazy. The sound of the mountain roar sounded again, and it was as shocking as the tsunami.

Flattered, Pang Xiao handed over the reins to others, stepped out from the crowd, knelt down and saluted: "I see you, Your Majesty! Long live Your Majesty, Long live, Long live!"

"My dear brother, don't be like this." Li Qitian got rid of his shoulder pain and helped Pang Xiao up with a smile on his face. He held his hand affectionately, looked him up and down, and then patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go south. , you have become a lot stronger."

Pang Xiao smiled and said respectfully, "Back to Your Majesty, maybe I was running around too much in the military camp, and this is what happened if I didn't pay attention. How is Your Majesty always?"

"I am very good. It is because of a loyal minister like you who works hard for me that I can deal with state affairs without any distractions. You have done a good job."

"The Holy One is praising you! All these are matters within the scope of the minister's duties and do not deserve His Majesty's praise."

Pang Xiao said and wanted to bow down again.

Now that Li Qitian is here, he will not follow the truth. He immediately took Pang Xiao's arm to prevent him from saluting, and pulled him and said: "Come, return to the palace quickly, I still have many questions about the frontier to ask you."

"yes."

Pang Xiao responded respectfully.

Li Qitian boarded the shoulder, and Pang Xiao finally rode on his tall horse. He was supported by the military and horse divisions of the five cities and the holy guard of honor. In addition, the people got their wish and saw the meeting between the wise king and the hero. Their mood was full of excitement. When they were extremely excited, everyone retreated to both sides in an orderly manner.

The stagnant team finally moved slowly behind the Holy Driver.

The cheers of the people shook the mountains.

Li Qitian maintained his dignity while showing kindness at the same time. He was so angry that he couldn't express it in his heart, and he had secretly clenched his fists until they turned white.

And when the team had marched no more than a hundred steps, Pang Xiao, who was sitting upright on the horse, suddenly swayed, held his temples with one hand, and fell off the horse after looking at it.

"Your Majesty!" The common people were stunned and shouted in panic.

Huzi, Jinghuwei and others beside the horse quickly caught the person with quick eyesight and quick hands. He saw that Pang Xiao had his eyes closed tightly and had fainted.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

"Quick, find the doctor!"

The crowd was in commotion again. Just as Li Qitian was a little more satisfied, he turned around and saw this scene again. He was so angry that three souls left the body and seven souls ascended to heaven.

How could a man as tall as a mountain faint for no reason?

He was sure that Pang Zhixi did it on purpose!

But the people didn't think so.

Someone has already said in the crowd, "Your Majesty must have worked too hard on matters in southern Xinjiang. He was tired from traveling all the way and that's why he fell ill."

"Perhaps he was injured on the battlefield, and it's unknown whether he has a chronic illness!"

The hero who was treated coldly by the emperor at first has now become more pitiable...

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