Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Historically, in order to show the dignity of the emperor, there are no seats on the side of the dragon chair.

Only during the big banquet in the palace, the empress, who is the emperor's first wife, can sit beside the emperor.

But there is only one such person.

As for the courtiers?

Which courtier would have such an honor?

Ling Xiao said subconsciously: I dare not!

The ministers below also said that it was unreasonable.

In particular, the two veteran officials of the three dynasties looked at Ah Zhao with a look of hatred for iron, and they almost didn't blow their noses at her.

No respect at all.

A Zhao smiled lightly: The general is the Duke of Fuguo who was appointed by the late emperor. What is Fuguo? This is the assistant minister appointed by the late emperor for me. The general is an important minister of the country. Why don't you dare to take such a mere seat? of.

After she finished speaking, she walked up to Ling Xiao herself, making a gesture to pull him to the seat.

Ling Xiao wanted to decline again, but Ah Zhao said quickly in a low voice: I also ask the general to help me, and take advantage of the situation. She made a show of the direction of the people in the hall.

Ling Xiao followed her gaze and looked down, and everyone had a panoramic view of their expressions.

The people who came today were all important ministers. Although these people did not blatantly neglect the new emperor, they could still see a bit of disapproval in their expressions.

It dawned on him.

Yes.

A new emperor who was born in the clan, had no orthodox emperor education, and had no foundation, had no one to rely on in this court.

He lowered his head and looked at the young man beside him with a begging look on his face.

The pampered and pampered boy, with a hint of hesitation and bewilderment in his expression (A Zhao: I don't!), is extremely pitiful.

Ling Xiao paused, opened his mouth, and said in a sonorous tone, My lord, thank you for your gift!

This is what should be done.

Obviously knowing that this person is playing a conspiracy and using his own power to stabilize his position, Ling Xiao is willing to join in.

Probably because the little emperor even played tricks so aboveboard?

Or maybe it was because she trusted herself so wholeheartedly. Ling Xiao thought with some joy.

Azhao watched coldly, and the group of veterans below blocked him one by one when he was speaking, but Ling Xiao didn't dare to say another word after he spoke in person.

Typical bullying.

She snorted softly, but in the end she made it out with the first step.

She showed a pleasant smile, and said loudly: I have just ascended to the Great Treasure, and I will never do anything new. In the future, I will need more advice from your family...

Ling Xiao sat beside him, watching the little emperor with a steamed bun face, talking about the scene with a serious face, but what came to his mind was the appearance of her sitting in the imperial chariot and dazedly rubbing her eyes.

He didn't hear a word what Ah Zhao said.

Until Ah Zhao picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea instead of wine.

Ling Xiao came back to his senses and looked at the people in the hall.

He suddenly said in a deep voice: Since this general was ordered by the late emperor, I will do my best to assist His Majesty. My colleagues, do you think the same?

He glanced down, already carrying a bit of aggressive murderous aura.

What is the state of the general who walked out from the sea of ​​corpses and blood when his aura is fully open?

At least this group of veterans in the main hall, whose average age is already pregnant with grandchildren, can't bear it.

Those who can bear it a little, their hairs stand on end, and their expressions are still calm; those who can't, they can't even hold the teacup in their hands.

There was silence in the hall.

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Ah Zhao: Try to hug your thick golden thighs!

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