On the morning of the eighth day of the second lunar month, it rained again in Changping City. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info rain fell like silk, washing the stone roads in the city, and the blood stains were also swept into the ditches on both sides.

Today, the official road on Dongshi Street is on the clean street, not the official of Jingzhao Yin Yamen, black armor and blue hairpins and red tassels, this is the costume of the first guard of the forbidden army, Yu Linwei, ten steps and one post, expressionless, in this drizzle, it looks particularly serious. Even the officials who live in Daxing County, on the outskirts of Beijing, have vaguely known at this moment that the capital has changed the world last night, not to mention this well-informed official in Beijing.

All the officials' carriages were stopped under the Qing'an Gate by the black-clothed and silver-armored Shence Army, and they were not allowed to go any further. After touching a cup of tea, Xuanxi, who was still wearing armor, rode out of Qing'an Gate, until he arrived in front of the Su family's carriage and horse, and bowed and said: "Grandpa Lao Guo has been waiting for a long time, please enter the palace." ”

After getting off the carriage, I saw that this Qing'an Gate went straight to the front of the Taihe Palace, and all the eyes were full of ochre-red hairpins on the hat of the Shence Army.

As soon as they approached Chong'anmen, some officials were already trembling, and there were a few irrepressible exclamations and vomits in the air. There are still uncleaned corpses on the ground, and the entire Chong'anmen Square is stained with blood, and in early spring, the square is empty, and the grass that has just grown is also dyed dark red.

The few civil officials walking behind frequently looked at the corners of their clothes, only to feel that the blood seemed to be still flowing, staining the corners of their clothes and hearts.

The heads of several families in front of them also had different expressions, although they all looked peaceful, walked through Chong'an Gate without squinting and expressionlessly. The sparkling waves above the court, the fight between life and death, they have long been accustomed to it. Last night, they also conformed to the situation and maintained the stability of the capital. But when he saw the corpse of Nalan Yu that was placed in the square in front of the Taihe Palace, he couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart.

This new monarch's methods are too ruthless. Twelve years of mildness were torn apart in one night. In such a cruel way, on the first morning of victory, he frightened his ministers. But even Su Jin had to admit that this might also be the most benevolent way to save the greatest benefit or stability with the least amount of blood. This can't help but be praised as superb political wisdom, and the Su family would rather abandon Nalan Yu, who has the blood of the family, to choose Nalan Rui, and value this so-called political wisdom.

In the exclamations that followed, someone finally couldn't bear it anymore and fainted. But many more, after only a brief moment of shock, returned to normal, lowered their eyebrows, and walked more quickly.

Li You looked at the corpse on the ground, glanced at it again and again, and finally lowered his head, but he didn't even dare to sigh, only pale and stepped into the Taihe Palace.

On the imperial steps of the Taihe Palace, Nalan Rui was already standing with his hands in his hands. The blood-stained white robe of the night before was replaced by a heavy purple brocade robe, and one hundred and eight dragon patterns hovered over it, showing unprecedented dignity. The gentle face in the past still has a gentle smile at the moment, but in the past, it made people feel like a spring breeze, but now it only makes the people below faintly afraid.

There was only one person standing at the foot of the imperial stairs at the moment, and Su Lan also took off his armor, only wearing a bright red robe, standing quietly. On the red brocade robe, the black lines outline the complicated Su totem, and the dark red blood stains are scorched, and the whole person seems to exude a heavy bloody aura, and the murderous intent of the whole body permeates this Taihe Palace. In the past, the son of the Su family, who played piano, chess, calligraphy and painting with elegance, and the phrase "people are not romantic teenagers" that the young man in Chu Jingli often talked about was what she said when she was drunk. But the person in front of him is still beautiful, but he is no longer a first-class rich idler in their eyes.

Now she stood there, unfurling the bright yellow decree and reading His Majesty's decree word by word.

"Hmmm. The weight of the two princes, the style of the solid Zong, one has the Yuan Liang, and the country is chaste. The emperor's eldest son, Yu, acted rebelliously and rebelliously, disregarding human morality, and was unworthy of being a king. abolished his crown prince and committed suicide. The third son of the emperor, the quality of the instrument is far away, both inside and outside, the Yi chapter is narrated, the far-reaching will, the court and the opposition are forward-looking, it is advisable to take the Ding industry, and the guard is allowed. He can be made the crown prince. The priest has a courtesy, and the time is ordained. ”

"Hmmm. I am the king of the land, the labor of the government, the obscurity of clothing, the thinking of the macro to the way. And thousands of machines are complicated, and the work is accumulated, and it is really tired to listen. The crown prince Rui, who is full of knowledge and knowledge, knows and knows. From now on, the military aircraft and soldiers will fight in the warehouse, and all the affairs will be big or small, and the crown prince will make a decision, and then listen to it. Since Putian celebrates together, it is advisable to add benefits. Civil and military officials, awarded at the section level, must be preserved, and they are called mesmerized. ”

Nalan Rui stood there, only listening to Su Lan slowly recite these two holy decrees, the joy of becoming the crown prince and the regent of the prison country, but the moment when he was under the Chong'an Sect has also disappeared at this moment. He still smiled slightly, only to feel that Su Lan was really brilliant and lived up to the name of the sect master of the Great Chu literary world.

Su Lan had finished reading the edict, turned around and presented it to Nalan Rui, Su Jin led a hundred officials to kneel on the ground, and shouted: "Your Highness is a thousand years old." ”