265 – New Year’s Ceremony – 5

Recalling what the minister of the palace had said, he calmed his twitching lips. For the time being, the kingship and dukedom, which are essential to the emperor, remained the same. Unless it’s a surrender, I can’t help it because I can’t concede.

Instead, several marquesses, many counts, and many other titles and titles were missing. Of course, the discoverer who found the missing title would have been the crown prince, and the emperor would have acknowledged the credit and conceded the lost item to the discoverer instead of returning it. When I think of the crown prince who must have been honored with tears of emotion, I feel like crying too.

Of course I am tears of joy. The father and son are so close that titles come and go. The future of the empire is bright.

“—His Majesty Corvus Eimanka Livnoman of Kpelofen, the protector of the holy land and the father of the subjects, is marching for the nobles, so the nobles who follow the mandate of Heaven bow their heads and greet the mighty Emperor!”

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Last year, the Minister of the Palace’s command, which felt long and boring, was enjoyable now. Maybe it’s because I listened to it while calculating the time the prince was hit.

Anyway, at the words of the Minister of the Palace, the nobles lowered their heads, which had already been bowed, to the floor, and soon they heard the sound of a door opening and regular footsteps.

“Raise your head.”

Soon, the emperor’s voice rang out. A low but heavy voice, not loud but clear as if you were talking right next to you. The voice gave off an immense weight proportional to the name of the emperor.

Actually, it doesn’t matter much whether the emperor’s voice is low or not. If you can’t hear the emperor’s words, you have to cut off your ears by shouting ‘Your conviction was actually deaf!’

“It’s just admirable that the pillars that support the empire are gathered in one place.”

Fortunately, the nobles raised their heads instead of cutting off their ears, and the emperor looked down at them and spoke briefly.

I glanced behind the emperor, and before I knew it, the minister of the palace was kneeling, the crown prince and the crown princess, who seemed to have entered with the emperor, and finally Ainter.

‘Oh.’

As soon as I saw it, I almost exploded in admiration.

She certainly had heard that Ainter would also attend her New Year’s celebration, but she never thought she would stand there proudly. Usually, the members of the royal family who can stand at the New Year’s address with the emperor are the next successor and their favorite child.

In the first place, the only children of the current emperor are the Crown Prince and Ainter, but just because there are only two children, it is not a position that both can ascend. There was also an emperor who appeared alone because he did not like his son.

‘There’s no need to compete again.’

As long as the emperor is not senile, I will not cause a second succession dispute by using Ainter. The prince’s expression was also calm—no, she didn’t seem very dissatisfied seeing that she was slightly tired.

It wasn’t a succession dispute, the crown prince tolerated it. Then, it means that Ainter, who lived in danger of being purged because she is the younger brother of the 2nd prince, has returned to the normal imperial family. From the point of view of Ainter’s advisers, this is good news. Didn’t the reason to kill Ainter disappear because things suddenly got twisted?

“In the meantime, the empire has been through a lot of turmoil, but that turmoil is nothing more than a page in the eternal history of the empire. The legacy built up from the ancestors and your loyalty have become a bridge for the empire to advance.”

And there’s no way other nobles don’t know about the change in the imperial family that I’ve noticed. Even in the subtly chattering atmosphere, the emperor continued to speak casually.

“The Empire is strong. Even if you stop for a moment and look elsewhere, the Empire will not collapse. Even if you want to go somewhere else, you will quickly find the right path.”

A short but straightforward New Year’s message. The atmosphere, which had been slightly agitated by those words, quickly subsided. That’s because the emperor’s words contained overflowing confidence and a subtle warning.

Declaration that although the loss of the empire was not insignificant because of being beaten in the stomach by the ruler of the river and the 2nd prince’s bullying, we have recovered nonetheless. Confidence that there is no problem even though there is still a child of Reverse Heaven in the north.

However, all of this was possible because of the unity of the empire, and a warning that if you go beyond the level of hesitation like the 2nd prince group in the past and have a different mind, you will be given a catfish.

‘It’s bloody.’

Aristocrats couldn’t even lift a finger because they were so moved by the New Year’s speech that it was hot enough to burn the hearts of the beholders.

Indirect speech, a symbol of politicians. If the emperor, the king of the final stage, spoke so crudely, it means that he said it with a purpose. If there is a nobleman who shows even the slightest strange movement in the future, the pot will break in an instant.

“This is the end of Jim’s words. The Crown Prince, keep your place for the loyalists who gave their precious time.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

After the New Year’s address, the emperor left his seat to the crown prince and turned around, and the nobles started to stir again. Everyone knows that the emperor has withdrawn from the front lines. The fact that the majority of titles were handed over was also known thanks to the Minister of the Imperial Household.

However, leaving the New Year’s address at a New Year’s ceremony is another matter. A once-a-year gathering of all the nobles. Giving the position to the crown prince without keeping it to the end meant that he did not need to remain.

“…Three years at the most, right?”

No matter how you think about it, it’s a sign of abdication. That too is a fairly imminent abdication. No matter how late it is, it will definitely explode within 3 years.

“Maybe next year.”

Fortunately, I cautiously asked the minister if he was alone, and the minister also opened his mouth with a firm face.

It hurts. Although they did it just in case after seeing the emperor hand over duties or titles one by one, many thought it was a preparation to reduce the shock of the sudden passing of the throne by a crucian carp.

And with this performance, those people will also change their minds. This is called bilateral angle.

‘It’s ruined.’

What can I do with this? If you declare your abdication, you have to hit the head to ask for information from a manager-level official or higher. It is the custom of this bizarre world to hold back a few times even if you have made up your mind to abdicate anyway.

I’m going crazy. Perhaps because the original author is a Confucian-human, traces of Confucianism can be seen in strange places…

After the emperor fired three large bombs at the nobles and disappeared, the nobles were divided into three groups.

Aristocrats who run to the crown prince whose succession to the throne is imminent and try to impress even a little bit, nobles who want to build a moderate relationship with Ainter, who has evolved from the 3rd prince in name to the real 3rd prince, and finally among the nobles who are not members of the imperial family Nobles to hang out with.

I was the last among them.

“Joohohoh— kyaaa! It’s been a while since I’ve seen you!”

“Yes, I see. Nice to meet you.”

“Euhehehehe, right? Bangabjji?”

No, not at all.

I swallowed the horse that soared to the top of my neck and looked at the drunkard in front of me. Now that the New Year’s address is over, no one will be able to say anything when the duke goes back.

I looked at Hyungyeonggong with a mixed feeling, then turned my gaze to the man next to me.

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen you uncle.”

“Yes. It’s been a while.”

Unlike the berserker drunk next to him, the husband of the Duke of Salon, who had a gentle smile, and my maternal uncle, who had light brown hair and blue eyes like her mother’s — but he could see a little gray hair as if he was under a lot of stress.

It’s a pity. Surprisingly, they got married not for political reasons but for love, but even that overflowing love couldn’t overcome that Kwak Lagong. No, rather, because she loves her, she may be more sorry for her wife’s drunkenness.

‘Who will stop this person?’

A wise man drinking whiskey from a bottle. Looking at the atmosphere, it seems that it was like that before, not after the New Year’s address. Considering that the duke listened to the New Year’s speech in front of the head of the household, it was impossible, but even the emperor could not stop Hyeongyeong-gong from drinking.

In the past, the emperor, who couldn’t bear to see Hyeongyeonggong’s crazy drinking, gave him a cup and recommended that he drink only one cup a day. Of course, he gave me a fairly large size because he knew that if I gave him a small one, he would drink even if he increased the glass, but if he only drank that size, he would drink less than usual.

However, from that day on, Hyungyeonggong started drinking from the bottle. Of course, the emperor, who was the flagship, said, ‘You bastard, are you finally getting your brain dipped in alcohol?’ I packed the words well and said—

“My body is a glass, and I’m pouring alcohol into one!”

It is said that the emperor intuitively sensed those words that he uttered confidently after driving out his drunkenness. No matter what you say, you can’t stop this chain of drinking.

“Muing? Joka, why Gurekeba?”

The drunkard, who even gave up on the emperor, tilted his head and asked if he had noticed my gaze.

“It looks like you’re worried about your aunt. Drink moderately because it’s in front of your nephew.”

“eee~ Jagi, Joaha, if you close your eyes, you will be able to sleep while you say Anjo~”

“I didn’t expect you to be patient like this…”

My uncle pats Hyeongyeong-gong on the shoulder with a smile, and Myeongyeong-gong acts aegyo by twisting his tongue even more towards such an uncle. In the meantime, it must have been his maternal uncle who encouraged him to drink. It was a self-inflicted disaster.

Anyway, I think I’m going crazy. Why do I have to watch this…?

‘At times like this, it stands out well.’

The dizziness led to resentment toward the executives of the Ministry of Finance.

My back is cold. With no one behind my back, I feel empty. When Count Flanbell, Iron-Blooded Ball, and Baron Atini appeared, he stuck with them, but when he wanted them to stay with them, they disappeared like ghosts. This is… The Ministry of Finance? It’s disgusting.

“Hyeonmyeonggong. It’s something to celebrate a good relationship between husband and wife, but it’s embarrassing to show off too much.”

However, an unexpected savior appeared and the back rapidly warmed up.

“Ah! Executioner!”

Prince Hyungyeong smiled and waved his hand at the sudden intrusion of the Iron Blood Ball, and the uncle greeted him with a nod.

Impressive. In a situation where my co-workers abandoned me, the first craftsman came to protect me. This is… Varenti’s affection? There’s nothing beautiful about it.

“You seem to have a lot of time to spare. Shouldn’t you come see your wife’s family right after the New Year’s address?”

The Iron-blooded Worker nodded in response to his maternal uncle’s bow and said curtly to me.

But I know. Even though the tone is blunt and rebuking, it contains consideration to get me out of the devil’s clutches.

“Sorry.”

“I just need to know.”

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Look. Even now, don’t you go straight to an apology?

“Can I take this guy with me? He’s as busy as a finger, and I can’t leave him alone.”

At those words, Hyungyeonggong’s gaze turned toward my hand—to be exact, half (G), and as soon as he saw the six half (G), he let out a puhi-hing-like laugh. Get pissed off It’s a laugh that bursts from the heart, so it’s even more pissed off.

“This is just a bar, and you made my nephew go crazy!”

That’s a bit new. You always bothered me

But of course I didn’t say it out loud. If you make fun of your mouth wrongly, you will whine that your nephew’s love has cooled.

“Goodbye, Jokya! Play with the pretty wives, not me!”

“Yes, maternal aunt. Thank you.”

Still, it’s fortunate that Hyungyeonggong is just a troublesome type, not a soggy type.