Qi Shuli was the prince of the dynasty.
It's a pity that he is not focused on government affairs. Today he either catches a cricket in Xiulin Room of the East Gate, or teases a beautiful girl in Ning Yuanxuan of the West Gate tomorrow.
Until he was sixteen years old, his father patted him on the shoulder and said: Zaizai, calm down, you are going to inherit the throne.
Qi Shuli:! ! !
Why, it turns out he is still the prince!
Why is he actually a single descendant without any brothers or sisters!
Qi Shuli hugged his father's arm: Father, I know you must have an illegitimate son. Let him out quickly. I will not compete with them for the throne! ! Just give me a prince and give me the southeastern fiefdom! ! !
The emperor sighed: Accept your fate, Zaizai, you will be my only son.
Qi Shuli didn't believe it. He persisted and the first thing he did when he got up every day was to ask the accompanying young eunuch if he could find his biological brother.
Then, the ancestors in the sacrificial hall finally couldn't stand it anymore.
His father took his mother and his queen on a trip, and the country was handed over to Qi Shuli. Then a lightning struck in the sacrificial hall, and His Highness the Crown Prince, who had been reluctant to go to court for many days, could no longer speak.
Qi Shuli opened his mouth: woof woof woof
Qi Shuli:! ! Woof woof woof woof woof
There is only one person who can understand his dog talk, and that is the youngest prime minister in the dynasty, his former deskmate and arch-rival when he entered Imperial College, Li Mingyu.
Qi Shuli: Woo! Woof woof woof woof!
Li Mingyu: Your Highness, please don't curse.
Then Qi Shuli discovered that if Li Mingyu kissed him, he could speak human language.
Qi Shuli: What, abusing a dog?
Beat to death those who are unwilling to become emperor and are attacked by loyal ministers who firmly support the crown prince's rise to power