Become a king right from the start, beginning with receiving rewards from all the heavens.

The title of Niou (仁王) is tinged with a curse.

In fact, the officials in the court did not consider the concept of a curse to exist.

They are all highly skilled in cultivation; how could they be like ordinary mortals, believing in so-called curses and superstitions?

However, everyone also knew that this title basically meant that the thirty-fourth prince was no longer qualified.

Xia Zhaoyan stood calmly in the ranks, listening to the titles bestowed upon his two younger brothers.

Xia Lingxiao was granted the title of Prince Ling, and Xia Wuzheng was granted the title of Prince Wu!

Xia Zhaoyan could understand his father's good intentions. He himself did not have the support of his maternal clan and was inferior to the other princes in many ways. It would be a matter of life and death for him to participate in the struggle for the throne.

As long as one has no intention of competing for it, this title alone can guarantee a worry-free life.

As long as Xia Zhaoyan doesn't do anything reckless, his life will be safe and sound.

To be honest, Xia Zhaoyan felt quite warm inside after understanding his father's intentions.

If the system hadn't come into existence, he would definitely have loved this kind of title and arrangement.

What a pity...

"Father, my dear father, I can only fail to live up to your good intentions!"

After the remaining two people were conferred the title of king, one of the nobles in front stepped forward to make a report.

"Your Majesty, the investiture of the three princes has now concluded."

"It's time to discuss the positions of the three princes!"

Upon hearing this, Xia Zhaoyan felt a pang of anxiety, but outwardly showed no sign of distress.

After each prince was granted the title of king, he would be assigned to one of the various government agencies.

This is both a form of training and a clear expression of oneself.

Another purpose, which is not easy to say openly, is to consolidate the rule of the royal family.

"What results have you achieved, my dear ministers? Feel free to share them so we can discuss them together." This time, Emperor Xia did not act unilaterally; no one knew what he was thinking at this moment.

Some people were surprised, as the appointment of princes was always determined by the emperor, without giving the court officials any opportunity to interfere.

After all, who knows if these officials might deliberately frame a prince?

However, some people couldn't wait and stepped forward first.

"Your Majesty, Prince Ren is kind and benevolent. I believe he should be admitted to the Hanlin Academy."

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"Your Majesty, Prince Ling has the makings of a fierce general and should be appointed to the Golden Dragon Guard."

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"Your Majesty, the Prince of Wu is exceptionally intelligent. I believe he should be appointed to a position in the Ministry of Justice."

Good heavens, this was like a drop of water falling into a boiling oil pan, and instantly all the ministers in the court began to speak.

"I oppose King Wu's appointment to the Ministry of Justice..."

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"Your Majesty, I object to Prince Ling being appointed to the Golden Dragon Guard..."

The entire court was like a bustling marketplace, filled with noise...

Xia Zhaoyan narrowed his eyes and looked at the person who suggested that he enter the Hanlin Academy, wondering if he had offended this person.

At that very moment, Zhang Hailin also turned his gaze toward Xia Zhaoyan.

With a hint of disdain and indifference in his eyes, Xia Zhaoyan was nothing more than a pawn in his political struggle.

A murderous intent rose in Xia Zhaoyan's heart. It seemed that the royal family was indeed finding it increasingly difficult to control the Great Xia Dynasty.

Even a mere subject dared to treat him like this in secret.

Xia Zhaoyan gave the man a deep look, then lowered his eyes, memorizing his appearance and official rank.

"This person must die. I already have a system; how can I endure such humiliation?"

What is the Hanlin Academy? It is currently the least powerful institution in the Great Xia Dynasty.

The Hanlin Academy was not like this in its early days; back then, it wielded considerable power.

However, with the improvement of institutions such as the Cabinet, the Six Ministries, the Nine Temples, and the Five Directorates.

The Hanlin Academy gradually lost its important power. Today, the Hanlin Academy only performs functions such as literature, arts and crafts, history compilation and book editing, and setting examination questions.

To put it bluntly, if an official is transferred to the Hanlin Academy, it undoubtedly means that he has been demoted and lost power!

For a prince to take a position in the Hanlin Academy would be a laughing stock.

"Old man, I'll remember you. You just wait!" Xia Zhaoyan said calmly, as if the discussion had nothing to do with him.

But in his heart, he had already sentenced that minister to death.

"Zhang Hailin, Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice, is very good, very good."

"It seems they've already pledged allegiance to one of my elder brothers; they really don't let anyone escape."

Xia Zhaoyan knew that despite his father's bestowal of the title of Prince Ren today, his public image had already eliminated him from the competition.

However, this was still somewhat unsafe for those imperial brothers.

It would be best if I were to take a position in an institution like the Hanlin Academy, which has no real power, so that they could be completely at ease.

However, Xia Zhaoyan had no desire to go to the Hanlin Academy, and could only pray that his father would not make him go there.

"Quiet!" The Xia Emperor, who was seated at the head of the table, finally interrupted the argument.

A powerful aura enveloped everyone in an instant.

"You've been arguing back and forth, but there's no consensus."

"What use are you to me? I know some of you have ulterior motives, but now you should all keep your schemes to yourselves."

The crowd's expressions changed slightly, and they bowed, not daring to defy the enraged Emperor Xia.

No one knows exactly what level of cultivation this person has now.

However, he made a move once twenty years ago, and the aura he revealed that time was already at the late stage of the Celestial Realm.

Now? Perhaps he's still in the Celestial Realm, but maybe he's already in the Shattered Realm?

"However, among the ministers, there is a suggestion that I think is better."

"Just like Prince Ling, who has loved military simulations since childhood, joining the Golden Dragon Guard would be perfect for him."

The Golden Dragon Guard is a special legion of the Great Xia Dynasty. It has no fixed location and has the right to travel freely throughout the country. Its ordinary guards are all at the Blood Exchange Realm.

Therefore, this legion only has one million men.

"And the King of Wu is exceptionally intelligent, making him very suitable for a position in the Court of Judicial Review."

The two princes mentioned, Prince Ling and Prince Wu, could not hide their excitement at this moment.

Both the Golden Dragon Guard and the Court of Judicial Review were two important institutions of the imperial court.

"Prince Ling, heed my decree!"

Xia Lingxiao excitedly arrived at the center of the main hall, bowing and awaiting his appointment.

"Effective immediately, I appoint you as the Commander of the Golden Dragon Guard!"

Everyone was instantly surprised. The commander of the Golden Dragon Guard was someone who was at least at the Innate Realm.

Ling Wang is only at the mid-stage of the Acquired Realm, this... this is too much of a favor!

"King of Wu, heed my decree!"

"Effective immediately, I hereby appoint you as the Right Vice Minister of the Court of Judicial Review."

At this moment, Xia Zhaoyan clenched his fists slightly, feeling a pang of envy in his heart.

All eyes turned to Xia Zhaoyan; now only Prince Ren remained.

The court was extremely quiet; it was as if one could hear everyone breathing and their heartbeats.

Time stretched out infinitely at this moment.

Finally, the Xia Emperor's voice rang out again.

"The benevolent king listens."

"Effective immediately, I hereby appoint you as the Left Deputy Director of the Heavenly Punishment Division!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a fleeting disappointment crossed Xia Zhaoyan's mind, but he immediately accepted the decree with gratitude.

Some of the officials secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

A complex expression flashed across Xia Wuzheng's eyes, and Xia Lingxiao's tense expression instantly relaxed.

The Heavenly Punishment Division? A complex expression flashed across the minds of the officials!