The most romantic little emperor

"Your Highness, it's time to attend the morning court." Wang Yourong suppressed his fatigue and stood up to help Qin Hao bathe and change clothes.

Qin Hao pushed her onto the bed, tightened the quilt for her, and said, "Don't move. My beloved concubine has worked hard these past two days. Don't go anywhere today. Take a good rest and get your spirit back."

"Just let Yan'er serve me."

Wang Yourong nodded obediently, and then called Yan'er, who was sleeping with her, to come and take a bath and change clothes.

Qin Hao changed his clothes under Wang Yourong's watchful eyes and then left the bedroom.

Arriving at the court, the morning court session begins.

After Qin Hao sat down, he said to the ministers, "Yesterday, I asked you to recommend candidates for disaster relief. Have you discussed it?"

At this time, Sun Boli, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Su Zhengfang's favorite student, stood up, bowed and said loudly, "Your Highness, disaster relief is a serious matter. If Minister Su had not been ill in bed, he would have taken up the post immediately. I think we should seek Minister Su's opinion on the selection of disaster relief personnel. I believe he will be able to solve the problem."

Many ministers expressed their agreement, even Taifu Dong agreed.

Qin Hao was filled with anger and said angrily, "This is the result of the discussion among you capable ministers and patriots. This is very disappointing to me."

"Humph, you let a bedridden man decide the court's decisions. I think you are out of your mind."

Once these words came out, it could not be said that they were murderous and heart-breaking. All the ministers knelt down and said, "Your Highness, please calm down."

"Since you don't have a suitable candidate, I will help you choose someone."

"Summon Guo Jia to the audience."

After a while, a strong old man walked into the court. He was dressed simply and looked out of place compared to the people in the court who were dressed in bright and colorful clothes.

Guo Jia walked to the front of the palace, his beard trembling, his face solemn, he knelt on the ground and said loudly: "Old minister Guo Jia pays respect to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, may His Royal Highness live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years."

The ministers looked at each other in bewilderment, and those who didn't know him were secretly wondering who this old man who claimed to be a veteran minister was!

People who knew him were secretly shocked. Why did Guo Jia come? With his coming, many people's good days would be over, because they knew Guo Jia's abilities and methods.

Guo Jia was a man of tenacious character, uprightness, incorruptibility and talent. He was a second-rank official during the reign of Emperor Taizu and was once a nightmare for many people. Although he had retired from the court for a long time, his influence still remained.

Qin Hao said happily: "Master Guo, please stand up."

"My dear ministers, I intend to appoint Guo Jia as the Supervisory Censor to be in charge of disaster relief. Do you have any objections?"

Sun Boli stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, this is absolutely inappropriate. This man is not a member of the court. If Your Highness entrusts him with an important task without authorization, I am afraid it will be difficult to convince the people. Moreover, this old man is old and does not live at home. If something happens on the way to provide disaster relief, it will damage the reputation of the court, and we will not be able to explain to his family."

Many ministers quickly said that this man was not up to the task and asked the prince to rescind his order. Even Taifu Dong arranged a lot for Guo Jia and took the lead in kneeling and asking the prince to rescind his order.

For a time, a one-sided situation formed in the court, and most people chose not to approve the appointment of Guo Jia.

Only a very small number of ministers who were not very clear about the situation did not express their opinions and just watched from the sidelines.

Qin Hao took in everyone's reactions and snorted coldly to express his dissatisfaction.

Then he winked at Guo Jia, who immediately understood. He walked up to Sun Boli and scolded him rudely, "Sun Boli, you are an ungrateful bastard. If I hadn't taken pity on you and had some ability to bring you in, I'm afraid you would be lying in some stinking ditch now."

"Now that you've met your former mentor, it's fine if you don't think about repaying me, but you're actually being rude and threatening me. Has your conscience been eaten by a dog?"

"Your Highness, I ask you to punish Sun Boli for his disrespect and restore the bad morale of the court."

After saying that, he fell to his knees on the ground, as if he was determined to fight to the death.

Sun Boli hurriedly defended himself, "You are talking nonsense. I have no relationship with you. We are not teacher and student at all. Your Highness, please understand clearly!"

As he spoke, he actually started to denounce Guo Jia with tears in his eyes.

Guo Jia snorted coldly, "Don't you know whether it was done or not? It's my fault for being blind and misjudging the person."

Most people didn't know the truth and actually believed it. The way they looked at Sun Boli changed, and their faces were full of disgust.

Qin Hao was secretly pleased with himself that his trick of creating something out of nothing really worked very well.