Chapter 958: King Zhao's Prayer for Blessings

diplomatic corps present.Jin Xueyuan's face was pained and conflicted.Now, the hopes of the entire nation rest on this delegation, and their hopes are pinned entirely on the upcoming meeting with the...Chapter 958: King Zhao's Prayer for Blessings

Since he was going to die anyway, He Shougong naturally chose to keep silent.

He could no longer resist. He had to obey the prince's orders, doing whatever he was told. He had no strength to rebel, nor the right to negotiate.

But now, Li Chen has given him the best promise.

He even promised to issue an imperial decree, which would be the best guarantee.

He didn't think the Crown Prince would fabricate a lie for someone as insignificant as himself, especially since the imperial decree had already been issued, making it a settled matter. Unless the Crown Prince was willing to sacrifice his reputation, he wouldn't go back on his word.

Thinking of this, He Shouyi deeply kowtowed to the ground and trembled, saying: "My humble servant, thank Your Highness for your great righteousness."

"Go on, San Bao will tell you what to do next. Go teach Zhao Wang a lesson." Li Chen said faintly.

He Shouyi kowtowed again, then stood up with his head bowed, and slowly retreated out of the Xizheng Hall.

But at this moment, Li Yinhǔ was unaware of everything that had happened in Xizheng Hall. He was lost in the greatest glory and halo of his life.

Barefoot and clad in plain robes, Li Yinhu strode out of the East City Gate of Beijing. At this moment, both sides of the road were packed with commoners come to see the spectacle.

The prince went to Jing Shan on foot barefoot to pray for the emperor. This is the biggest piece of gossip that people in Beijing have eaten today.

Countless people sang praises of King Zhao's filial piety and virtue. Wherever Li Yinhu passed, there were cheers and accolades everywhere.

Li Yinhu knew that most of these people were arranged by Zhao Xuanji intentionally, but it still couldn't stop the surging passion in his heart.

He knew that as long as he took one step at a time to Jingshan and completed the entire ceremony of blessing, everyone in the world would say that Li Yinhǔ was the greatest filial son today.

He will no longer be an unknown, nameless prince, but a king who can now rival the crown prince in prestige.

With his heart pounding with excitement, Li Yinhu no longer felt the rough road beneath his feet.

Even that long journey seemed to shorten.

Thus escorted all the way, Li Yinhu walked for over an hour before reaching Jingshan Mountain.

Here, there are more spectators.

But the road up was not easy to walk, with many loose stones on the path. Li Yinhu accidentally pierced his sole while walking.

With blood flowing profusely and piercing pain, Li Yinhou furrowed his brows and groaned.

At that moment, someone came up to him immediately.

"Your Highness, put on your shoes before you leave."

Li Yinhu pushed the man away and said loudly, "I'm doing this for my father with all my heart. Heaven and earth are watching, as are all the ancestors of our dynasty. How can I give up halfway"

"I said I would walk barefoot to Jingshan, and I will walk barefoot. Wearing shoes is not an option, not even by a hair's breadth!"

Li Yinhu strained his voice, trying to make it louder so that more people could hear him.

And when he heard the voices of "King Zhao's great righteousness and filial piety" coming from the crowd, he knew his purpose had been achieved.

This pain doesn't seem like much at all.

Every step left a bloody footprint as he climbed Jing Shan. Jing Shan wasn't very high, but it still took him half an hour to reach the top. The journey was painful; Li Yinhou's face was pale with pain. He felt extremely weak, probably due to excessive blood loss. But seeing the altar just within reach, his spirits lifted. Success was so close!

Climbing onto the altar, Li Yinhu turned to face the crowd that pressed against him on all sides. He knew, as he looked into countless pairs of eyes, that his name would soon be carried throughout the land by these people.

Thinking of this, Li Yinhǔ's mouth couldn't help but curl up into a pleased smile.ir voice reaches first.Li Chen looked up in the direction of the voice. He saw a middle-aged man in silk clothes, glittering with jewels and adorned with gold, silver, and jade, walking out of the ric...