"The emperor has arrived!"

A high-pitched voice sounded in the festive garden, and everyone followed the sound. When they saw the eighteen-year-old young emperor stepping forward, they all put down their wine glasses, stood up and bowed down. Only Qi Ling, who was on the throne, remained upright.

Sitting.

When Li Si saw the young emperor, his irrelevant eyes lit up. Isn't this the devil in the manor? The fate between the two of them is really deep, and they meet every time.

However, in the Wish Manor, Demon Jing is the absolute strong man in terms of strength. As far as force is concerned, Li Si has to give in a bit. He is not majestic wherever he goes, and he is not the one who is revered and worshiped and does not dare to infringe.
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However, in this small world, in front of me, this guy is actually a pitiful little guy who can only tolerate being humiliated in public.

"Hey, my nephew is here," Qi Ling's face was warm, but his buttocks were still sitting firmly, with no intention of getting up to greet him, "Come here, please move a chair for my good nephew."

Qi Ling has one nephew and one nephew. He and the emperor only talk about relatives, not about monarchs and ministers.

The chair was quickly moved, but it was placed below Qi Ling's position. The young emperor Qi Jing glanced at the person who moved the chair. He was the guard Yijiang who was following Qi Ling.

Normally, Qi Ling was monopolistic and good at governing, and he only arrogated authority over the emperor in the palace. But now, half of the court officials in the capital were present. What Qi Ling did was undoubtedly declaring to the world that the emperor had to

Bow to him.

Gradually, the midday sun became more intense, shining down, making people sweat on their foreheads. Even if they sweated, the adults and women who were watching did not dare to raise their hands to wipe the sweat, and carefully looked at the emperor's face.

The sound of silk and bamboo dance music can still be heard, creating a harmonious and joyful scene. However, under the appearance of joy, there is a strange atmosphere.

Will the little emperor sit down obediently? If he does, doesn't it mean that he has surrendered to the regent? If he doesn't sit down, will the regent give up?

When the storm is coming, some people feel uneasy, while others bravely stand on the top of the building, waiting for the young emperor's decision with contemptuous eyes. They have a condescending attitude. These people are the complete regent party.

I wish the young emperor had made a mistake so that the regent's attempt to seize the throne would be famous.

"The devil actually has this day, hahaha..."

A system bean the size of a bee, with the color and shape of a bee poked out from Li Si's hair. He pinched his waist and laughed mercilessly. There is a saying that is good. It's not that you don't want to retaliate. It's because the time has not come yet. I remember when the devil Jing competed with it for its master.

His pet, he was so weak and pitiful that he was rounded and squashed by this guy, but he still remembers these grudges.

"Don't be too proud, he can hear your voice."

Li Si warned Xiao Huangdou that the two are soul-bound, and the communication is through the soul. People next to them cannot hear it. For the scene, the communication between the two is equivalent to voice-over.

But there is one exception, which is the clone of Demon Jing.

In the previous small world, Xiao Huangdou was injured and accidentally exposed to the energy of the demon Jing's clone, which revealed its physical form. Other than Li Si, others could see it, but the conversation was still inaudible to others. Xu was exposed to the energy of the demon Jing.

Because of this, besides Li Si, the demon Jing’s clone can also hear Xiaohuangdou’s voice.

Xiao Huangdou didn't take it seriously, "Master, don't worry, he's definitely not able to hear you from so far away."

As it said, the distance was too far and Qi Jing really didn't hear it, but he didn't let Xiao Huangdou be proud for too long.

Growing up under Qi Ling's suppression, Qi Jing's ability to endure was beyond everyone's imagination. He didn't seem to notice Qi Ling's intentions, and came over to congratulate him with a straight face.

"Congratulations, uncle, for meeting your beloved again."

The second word made Qi Ling and Li Yuan beside him blur their eyes for a moment, and the faces of the others also froze, but Qi Jing didn't notice it and waved to the little eunuch who was following behind.

Come forward holding a picture.

"The emperor also knows that I don't have any good things here. I found this picture of a banquet in the Ziwei Garden in Qinyue City with great difficulty. I hope the emperor doesn't dislike it."

Qi Jingfeng has a smile in her eyes, white teeth and green eyebrows. Her face is still childish, but her demeanor is calm and restrained. Although she is always performing, her unintentional hawk eyes are enough to show that she is not to be underestimated.

The little eunuch unfolded the scroll with great discernment in front of everyone, and Qi Jing invited everyone to admire the authentic work of Qin Yuecheng instead of following Qi Ling's trick of moving a chair.

Qin Yuecheng is a palace painter whose name is recorded in history. His paintings of palace banquets and banquets are unparalleled. This painting of a banquet in the Ziwei Garden is one of the most famous.

The influence of this picture is so profound that it has even been handed down as Qin Yuecheng's representative work. In addition to Qin Yuecheng's exquisite painting skills, what is more important is the historical scene witnessed by this picture.

In the dynasty where Qin Yuecheng was located, the emperor also died early. The difference was that the emperor left his son alone with his younger brother before his death. When the little emperor grew up, the courtiers thought that his younger brother would not return to power. After all, who could take the position of one person below ten thousand people?

Give it up?

However, his younger brother was not greedy for power at all. On the day when the young emperor came of age, he returned the throne to the emperor during a banquet, claiming that he had retired with great achievements.

All the courtiers were moved by his selfless loyalty, and the young emperor also named him his wife and son, expressing his gratitude for his more than ten years of hard work and careful upbringing.

At this time, the adults who appreciated the painting all knew this allusion, so they only praised Qin Yuecheng's painting skills, but did not dare to talk about this allusion at all.

Everyone here is not a fool. How could they not understand the meaning of the painting that the little emperor sent to the regent? But who dares to pick up on the little emperor? He must be impatient to let the powerful regent return to power.

Qi Ling chuckled twice, smiling but not smiling. He was testing his nephew, and the nephew was testing him.

The test didn't just start today. He had said in front of the emperor that he asked the little emperor to come and support him when he got engaged.

He is already a regent who is above the emperor. How can he need the little emperor to support his scene? He is just asking the little emperor to lie low in front of him.
Chapter completed!