Chapter 1627： Saint of entering the palace (6)

"Can the ministers have something to play?"

As Laixi spoke, Chen Fan opened his eyes impressively, and there was a flash of light in his eyes!

Standing out of the court, Chen Fan bowed his hand to Emperor Chen and said, "Your Majesty, Caomin, I have something to play!"

As soon as this remark came out, before Emperor Chen said anything, Chen Jingxuan was the first to stand up.

"Bold!" He screamed: "It's on the Chaolu Temple. You have no merit or official position. Why don't you kneel when you meet the emperor?"

In a word, immediately hit the point, and Guo Yi, who was standing at the head of the civil servants, unconsciously pinched a cold sweat for Chen Fan.

He had reminded Chen Fan a long time ago that he must be careful when he comes to the Temple of Dew. Why does Chen Fan make mistakes in such a small matter?

Guo Yi didn't know that this was not because Chen Fan made a mistake, but because he never thought about kneeling!

Chen Fan is the same in his past and present life, he doesn't worship heaven, kneel down, fear ghosts and gods, and fear life and death!

Except for his biological parents, no one in the world can make Chen Fan kneel down!

And he was an orphan for two generations, without exception, a mere Emperor Chen, why should he kneel?

At this moment, Emperor Chen smiled and groaned, as if he was in control of everything. He didn't say a word, just looked at Chen Fan so surely.

Seeing the emperor refuses to bow down in front of him, this matter can be big or small. It is enough to say a few words when it is small. When it is large, it is the crime of no king, enough to rob the family and annihilate the clan!

Everything is only in the words of Emperor Chen, whether it is big or small, it depends on how he chooses!

The Chaolu Temple was silent. No one dared to speak up at this time. Guo Yi wanted to help Chen Fan, but if he spoke up at this time, it would make people think that he was intentional, and it would even harm Chen Fan.

Therefore, everything can only rely on himself!

I saw that Chen Fan had no fear on his face, but some were just plain and calm.

He faced Chen Jingxuan and talked eloquently: "Dare to ask His Royal Highness and meet the emperor, why kneel down?"

"You are so courageous, is it possible that you still want to kneel down, this is disrespect to the emperor!"

Chen Jingxuan was very happy at this time, he finally caught Chen Fan's handle, and a charge of disrespect to the emperor was detained, enough for Chen Fan to never turn back!

But he didn't know that his words had given Chen Fan a chance to stand up.

"His Royal Highness said it is good. Seeing the emperor with the power of kneeling and worshiping is to show respect for the emperor, but I still respect your Majesty. Why do I have to kneel to prove it?"

Huo Ran raised his head and faced the Manchu civil and military. Chen Fan's voice was cold and cold: "Today's dynasty meeting, there are no Manchu cultural relics. Can you say that the Manchu cultural relics do not respect the emperor?"

"I think that true respect comes from the heart, not the superficial ostentation."

After finishing the last sentence, Chen Fan stopped here, still standing, without the slightest intention to kneel down.

There was tension in Guo Yi's expression, he thought Chen Fan was a bit too hard.

Chen Jingxuan's handsome face gradually distorted, because he found that he could not completely speak about Chen Fan. It was obvious that Chen Fan was wrong first, but it seemed that he was doing it right, but he was wrong. "

In desperation, Chen Jingxuan could only look at Emperor Chen. At this time, only he had the right to speak.

Everyone saw that Emperor Chen looked at Chen Fan with a smile, stretched out his forehead and looked at him carefully for a long time.

"At a young age, my heart and courage are so extraordinary, I am so relieved!"

"I would like to thank you for being such a young man. What do you do according to the other three states? Very good, very good!"

Without hesitating his praise, Emperor Chen's choice made Chen Jingxuan sink into the bottom.

He didn't understand why his father would help an outsider in front of the officials of cultural relics. He is the prince!

The prince of the country, the future emperor!

At this moment, the civil and military officials all smelled an unusual breath, that is, the young Chen Fan in front of him, not simple.