The struggle for the throne among nine princes—I really don't want to be the crown prince.

Chapter 274 The stage is large, but it can't accommodate a second person.

Chapter 274 The stage is large, but it can't accommodate a second person.
Whether it was Shen Ye or the Crown Prince, they couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement when faced with such a scene of thousands of people worshipping them.

Even the usually composed Shen Ye felt an urge at this moment: should he try being an emperor himself?

After all, such a scene is just too tempting!

If he were to truly inherit the throne of Emperor Qianxi, wouldn't this scene of universal submission become his daily routine?

When Emperor Qianxi's gaze swept over them, the group instinctively straightened their chests and raised their heads, looking as if they were waiting for Emperor Qianxi to choose them.

After a moment's thought, Emperor Qianxi said to Shen Ye, "Crown Prince, come with me."

As they were talking, Emperor Qianxi spurred his horse forward.

Their uncompromising manner gave Shen Ye no chance to refuse; it was a direct order.

Seeing this, Shen Ye didn't say anything more, urged his mount forward, and charged straight ahead.

He knew perfectly well that this was not the time to be modest.

Emperor Qianxi had already issued an edict, and in this situation, he had no choice but to obey.

Moreover, Emperor Qianxi did this in order to highlight the Crown Prince's distinction and thus elevate his status.

Shen Ye followed on horseback, but he was well aware that at such a crucial moment, he absolutely could not steal his father's thunder.

Of course, even if he wanted to snatch it, he wouldn't be able to, because he was wearing a prince's robe, while Emperor Qianxi was wearing the emperor's dragon robe.

"Long live your Majesty!"

"Long live the Supreme Heavenly Khan!"

……

The moment they galloped in, countless cheers erupted like a tsunami.

The Russian Kingdom's pleas for peace made these grassland tribes feel the power of Emperor Qianxi even more, and those tribes that were originally wavering finally submitted completely.

Emperor Qianxi, riding his horse and wielding his whip, seemed to be the sole protagonist in the world.

However, many people also quietly turned their attention to Shen Ye.

At the age of forty-five, Emperor Qianxi was at the peak of his physical strength and prestige, but people on the grasslands knew that fifty years old was considered "advanced age".

This has drawn a lot of attention to the successor of the Supreme Khan.

Because it concerns the future.

Offending the Qianxi Emperor would at most mean offending the present.

Offending the crown prince means offending the future.

Offending the future has a very high cost, sometimes even more severe than offending the present.

Just as Emperor Qianxi arrived before the welcoming leaders of the grassland tribes, the eldest prince let out a low hum.

This shout was the limit of his expression of dissatisfaction! It wasn't that he didn't want to speak, but that he didn't dare.

He was well aware that countless eyes were watching his every move.

If he showed even the slightest dissatisfaction, someone would immediately report his behavior to Emperor Qianxi.

Although Emperor Qianxi has recently taken a liking to him, he absolutely will not allow him to be so presumptuous!

So even if you have a million reasons to be unhappy, you can only endure it.

"Brother, is your nose bothering you?" The Fifth Prince, who usually had a fairly good relationship with the First Prince, suddenly asked.

The Crown Prince looked quite embarrassed by the question.

He usually dared not offend the Fifth Prince.

Because the fifth prince neither vied for the throne nor was he favored by the Empress Dowager.

Back then, while the princes had to get up early every day to study in the Imperial Study, the Fifth Prince slept soundly under the Empress Dowager's protection, and could sleep until he naturally woke up every day.

Even Emperor Qianxi could only pretend he hadn't seen it.

Hearing the Fifth Prince's words, which were clearly aimed at the Crown Prince, he felt a surge of displeasure.

However, he dared not continue the conversation following the Fifth Prince's words.

After all, being dissatisfied with one's father, the Emperor, is a serious crime.

He could only explain, "The weather is a bit dry here on the grassland, haha, my nose is a little uncomfortable."

"How are you guys feeling?"

Upon hearing this, the Fourth Prince smiled and said, "Brother, I don't really have any other feelings."

"Maybe it's because I feel more at ease!"

The fourth prince deliberately emphasized the words "at ease".

Ever since Wu Sidao died, the Fourth Prince has felt like he's lost an arm, and he's been holding the First Prince responsible for this.

The eldest prince's lips twitched. The fourth prince's sarcastic tone was clearly implying that he had something to hide and was mocking him for having something to hide.

Hmph, you're no better than him, just a lackey of the Crown Prince!
However, Fourth Prince, don't pretend with me here. Are you really willing to be the Crown Prince's lackey forever?

Otherwise, why would you secretly harbor a criminal to help you devise strategies?
The eldest prince was in turmoil, but he only gave a cold laugh and remained silent.

At that moment, Emperor Qianxi rode up to a grassland chieftain who was kneeling at the front.

The grassland chieftain, who appeared to be in his sixties, respectfully presented a three-foot-long golden knife with both hands.

While presenting the golden knife, the man was muttering incantations.

The eldest prince and the others couldn't hear what the man was chanting because they were too far away, but when they saw the golden knife, their expressions all became solemn.

The dynasty's external threats have always come from the grasslands.

Therefore, all the princes had learned about everything related to the grasslands.

They also knew that the Golden Knife was the sword of the first Heavenly Khan of the grasslands! This miraculous Heavenly Khan, who unified the grasslands and expanded their territory, was a legend to the grasslands.

It exists almost alongside the gods of the grasslands.

Now, the tribes of the grasslands are presenting this golden knife, which is undoubtedly an affirmation of Emperor Qianxi's rule.

Emperor Qianxi happily accepted the golden knife and raised it towards the sky.

"Long live my emperor!"

"Long live!"

……

The sound was like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, shaking the heavens and the earth, as if even the wind and clouds changed color.

The shouts came from the loyal guards brought by Emperor Qianxi, as well as the accompanying soldiers, and finally even the warriors from the grasslands joined in the shouts.

In an instant, the sound reverberated in all directions.

Emperor Qianxi held a golden knife, giving him an air of holiness.

As Emperor Qianxi put away the golden sword, the sixty-something-year-old grassland chieftain took another sword from his subordinate and respectfully presented it to Shen Ye.

The golden sword was the personal sword of the Khan of Heaven, while the silver sword was the personal sword of the next Khan appointed by the Khan of Heaven.

It is perfectly reasonable to give the silver knife to Shen Ye, the crown prince.

Faced with the silver knife offered with both hands, Shen Ye quickly made a mental calculation. He did not immediately take it, but first glanced at Emperor Qianxi.

Although according to the rules, he is the crown prince, so there seems to be nothing wrong with him accepting the silver knife.

However, Shen Ye's experience as a junior clerk in his previous life taught him that even if something is rightfully yours, you still need to ask for permission when your superior is around.

Emperor Qianxi's gaze was also fixed on Shen Ye.

Faced with Shen Ye's silent request for instructions, Emperor Qianxi felt extremely relieved.

In fact, even if the Crown Prince accepted the silver knife without saying a word, it would still be in accordance with the rules, since he was personally appointed Crown Prince.

But then, he glanced at him again. Even as the crown prince accepted what was rightfully his, he didn't forget to ask his father for permission.

What does this mean? It means this child is sensible! In an instant, a surge of relief and warmth welled up inside me.

He immediately nodded slightly to the Crown Prince!

After receiving permission, Shen Ye accepted the silver knife.

However, unlike Emperor Qianxi, he did not brandish the sword in public, but silently placed the silver knife under his side.

His silent gesture left those who were ready to cheer for the crown prince momentarily at a loss.

The Crown Prince, who was about to shout, suddenly fell silent, and the scene froze.

Shen Ye didn't care about this situation.

Now, with everyone watching and countless people cheering, the stage seems huge, but Shen Ye is very clear about the situation.

On this stage where only I am supreme, there is only one protagonist, and there is simply no room for a second person.

Even if this person is the crown prince!
As Emperor Qianxi told the kneeling tribal chiefs to rise, he smiled and said to Shen Ye, "You're being too low-key these days!"

Hearing this, Shen Ye was speechless.

He thought to himself, "If I make a big fuss, you might feel uncomfortable again."

You think I'm low-key now, but have you ever considered what would happen if I became high-profile...?

He thought to himself, but just smiled and said, "Your subject is just a little nervous."

They couldn't very well say that they were afraid of overshadowing Emperor Qianxi's prestige and limelight, could they?
What would Emperor Qianxi think if he heard this? "I have the world in my heart, how could I be as petty as you imagine!"
Shen Ye simply admitted that she was nervous.

Emperor Qianxi glanced at Shen Ye, but ultimately said nothing.

Surrounded by tribal leaders from various parts of the grasslands, Emperor Qianxi arrived at the imperial palace camp that had been set up long ago.

The Imperial Household Department went to great lengths to please Emperor Qianxi this time.

For example, Emperor Qianxi's throne was newly made of Phoebe zhennan wood. Although it was a size smaller than the one in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the craftsmanship was impeccable.

Sitting upright on the dragon throne, Emperor Qianxi seemed to have returned to the Golden Palace, and felt as if he were attending court.

After the many leaders of the grassland tribes bowed and kowtowed again, Emperor Qianxi said in a deep voice: "I have come to the grasslands this time not only to celebrate my birthday with all of you, my beloved ministers."

"There is one more thing, and that is to attack the Rakshasa Kingdom."

"The Russian Empire has repeatedly invaded our northern territory and has even condoned the Cossack bandits' constant burning, killing, and looting. This is simply outrageous and intolerable!"

"As the saying goes, 'Heaven's sins can be forgiven, but self-inflicted sins cannot be escaped!'"

"They not only harass us, but also constantly wage war against the neighboring Ottoman Empire and the Quiet Empire, forging deep-seated hatreds."

"I have ordered the Court of Colonial Affairs to send envoys to both countries and to unite all the small countries that have been bullied by the Russians to form an alliance to punish the Russians."

"When the autumn is high and the horses are fat next year, I will personally lead a large army and all the brave warriors northward!"

Although the leaders of the grasslands already knew what Emperor Qianxi was saying, they still became extremely solemn when they heard him say it himself.

Several tribes that were frequently invaded by the Rakshasa Kingdom immediately stepped forward, looking ready to fight for the Supreme Khan.

Emperor Qianxi then bestowed titles and rewards upon the leaders of these tribes on the spot, which immediately stirred up the crowd and boosted morale.

Just as morale was high inside the tent, Emperor Qianxi's gaze suddenly fell on the second-ranked tribal chief and said, "Langkelon, why isn't Ke'erzang here?"

Shouldn't he see me?

Langkelung, the leader of the seven tribes on the northwestern right wing of the grasslands, trembled with fear upon hearing Emperor Qianxi's words.

He knew that what he feared had come to pass!

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