An Fu laughed coldly in his heart. He raised his voice and shouted,"The Emperor has arrived. All the ministers pay their respects!"
Today, he shouted the words of the ministers especially clearly. His volume was so loud that it seemed to shake the roof off.
The Eighth Prince felt his ears buzzing. He couldn't help but glare at An Fu. He couldn't help but curse him in his heart.
However, he had no reason to be angry. An Fu was his brother's bootlicker. Even if he was annoyed, he had to give face to his brother, Hanba.
Hanba was the emperor, a topic that could not be debated. However, he did not think much of it. They were all the flesh and blood of the same parents, so he did not see Hanba as the emperor.
Moreover, the late Emperor was prepared to give up his position to him, but he had given it to Hanba. From this point of view, he should be Hanba's Emperor.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel confident.
A group of officials were lying on the ground. When they heard An Fu's shout, they lowered their bodies even more. It was like lying on the ground. It was very funny!
An Fu looked at the scene in front of him and sneered in his heart.
Many of these officials were usually arrogant and did not put palace maids like An Fu in their eyes.
But now, it was like this. It was really laughable.
The ministers began to kowtow and shout," Long live the Emperor!"
Hanba followed him into the hall. The four servants holding the umbrella immediately moved it away.
Following that, two beautiful palace maids walked forward. The beauty held a banana fan in her hand, which was made of real banana leaves.
The two banana fans crossed behind Hanba, escorting him into the hall until he sat on the dragon throne.
Seeing Hanba approaching, the Eighth Prince quickly bowed and greeted him," How is my brother?"
He had never called him emperor or anything like that. At most, he would call him little brother. He was already used to it.
However, Hanba was not used to hearing the Eighth Prince address his younger brother.
Who was the emperor? He asked quietly in his heart.
He still squeezed out a smile on his face. Facing his brother, he had no choice but to put away his emperor's might.
Hello, brother! He greeted her warmly.
Little brother is too polite! The Eighth Prince bowed.
Please take a seat! Hanba pointed to a chair below the dragon throne. It was the seat reserved for the Eighth Prince in the main hall.
Speaking of this seat, it was Hanba who volunteered to appoint a chair for the Eighth Prince to show his brotherly feelings and promote his feelings for the Emperor.
However, at this moment, he looked at the chair and felt uncomfortable in his heart. It was as if there was an additional dragon chair, making the officials below feel at a loss.
Follow whose feelings? The ministers would think this way, and he would also try to figure out what the ministers were thinking.
Han Ba walked up six steps and sat on the dragon throne. In the entire hall, his seat was the highest. As expected of the title of the emperor, he was high up in the sky.
He cleared his throat and called out to the ministers, the ministers! Please rise!
The audience responded in unison, thanking the emperor and wishing the emperor good luck!
The ministers 'shouts were rather uniform. When Hanba Chu became the Emperor, he felt curious and asked An Fu why their shouts were so uniform.
An Fu was stunned. How could the Emperor not know about such a simple matter?
He quickly explained that the ministers had all gone through the unified training of the Ministry of Rites. They trained once a month and had everyone shout the slogan in unison.
Hanba laughed out loud. I thought that they had some special ability that could allow them to unify in an instant, but that was all.
He was relaxed, and then he said that anyone who went through such training would be able to be uniform.
He looked at An Fu, hoping to gain some sort of resonance.
An Fu couldn't guess the Emperor's thoughts and only thought that he was curious. Seeing that the Emperor was in a good mood, he wanted to flatter him.
That's right! The emperor is right, this kind of thing is not a big deal!
Hanba smiled and didn't say anything else. He felt satisfied. After training, he could also answer in unison.
Therefore, he was a little grateful to An Fu for not lying and letting him see the truth.
From then on, he treated An Fu differently and treated him as a confidant.
An Fu often lived in the palace and was familiar with the temperaments of the royal family and nobles. It was not difficult for him to win his favor by following Hanba's words.
After the ministers shouted, they consciously divided into two rows and stood solemnly on both sides of the hall. They did not dare to look at the sweat and looked at the ground or the people in front of them.
Hanba ignored the officials and looked at the Eighth Prince. He smiled and asked softly," What is it, brother?"
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