From the Guiyuan Gate out of the palace, walk ten miles to the imperial mausoleum, said close, not close, said far, not far. {We don't write novels, we're just online text porters - the princes and princesses who have been watching in front of the old emperor's spirit all night are swaying in the send-off procession, their steps are vain, their eyes are red, I don't know if they are crying red, or they stay up all night.

On both sides of the road to see off, there were white flowers, which were the people of the capital who saw off the old emperor. They fell to their knees and bowed their heads, some sobbing quietly, some weeping bitterly, but most of them were expressionless and could not see joy or sorrow.

Xiang Yantian couldn't help but wonder how many of these people really missed the old emperor, just like she didn't know how many of her brothers and sisters would really be sad about their father's death, and how many would be happy because of their father's death.

The eldest prince walked at the front of the line, holding the old emperor's spiritual throne in both hands, his eyes were red and swollen, probably crying, but at this moment his movements were stiff, his face was numb, and his whole person was lifeless, like a marionette.

The fourth prince Xiang An followed closely behind the eldest prince, he looked at the back of the eldest prince, and then glanced at the third prince Xiang Yong in the right rear, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smug smile. He certainly deserves to be proud.

The eldest prince has a simple personality, and he doesn't know how to form a gang in a group of ministers on weekdays, but he offended many people because of his outspokenness, although he is the prince, but he completely relies on the majesty of the old emperor to sit on the throne of the prince, and now the old emperor has died, and all kinds of ghosts, snakes and gods have also emerged, and his position as the prince is in jeopardy. As for the third prince Xiang Yong, his title is King Qin, and he uses the name of the former dynasty as his title, which shows that the old emperor does not like him, and no minister dares to get too close to him.

And the ancestor of Zhao Guifei, the mother of his fourth prince Xiang An, is one of the founding feats of Daxiang, and the Zhao family is a well-known family of generals, and there are countless stammers. His uncle Zhao Yi is the generalissimo of today's soldiers and horses, commanding the most elite 300,000 troops in Daxiang, and even the safety of the funeral is Zhao Yi's responsibility, and the soldiers around the imperial tomb are all under the command of the generalissimo. The throne is simply at his fingertips, how does this make him unhappy?

In front of the imperial mausoleum is a Shinto that is 999 steps long, and the big item is still martial, so in addition to the statues of various divine beasts on both sides of the Shinto, there are twelve fierce generals who have made immortal feats for the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains of the big item, one of which is the ancestor of the Zhao family. At the end of Shinto stands a magnificent sculpture, the man with long hair and a shawl, wearing a large coat, holding a halberd, although it is a sculpture, but there is an immortal majesty, even the twelve fierce generals can not compare to him, it is the founding emperor.

The great inheritance has been more than 200 years, there have been seven emperors sleeping in the imperial tomb, the mausoleum of the founding emperor is located in the middle of the front, the latecomers are distributed on both sides, gradually backwards, the sleeping place of the emperor today is located in the depths of the imperial tomb in the left rear.

The imperial mausoleum is full of evergreen trees, which means that the big items are evergreen. More than 200 years have passed in a hurry, and the evergreen saplings planted that year have already grown into towering trees, lush and green, covering the sky and the sun. The depths of the imperial mausoleum are almost completely covered by the shade of trees, and there is no light of day all year round, which is the final resting place of the old emperor. The residence of the ruler of the eternal great event after death is such a dim place, he cannot be in the light during his lifetime, and he cannot enjoy the sun even after death?

Because Emperor Wu was disgusted with the luxurious style of the previous dynasty, especially in terms of tombs, Daxiang was extremely streamlined in terms of emperors' tombs, even if Emperor Wu's mausoleum was only a mound-looking mound, and the tablets of the emperors of the previous dynasties were also enshrined in the same hall.

Looking at his father's coffin being slowly put into the mound about nine feet high, the ministers of civil and military affairs have "eyebrows" to the prince they are optimistic about, and the princes also responded half-concealedly, Xiang Yantian suddenly felt that it was really a sadness to be born in the emperor's house, although he had the most noble bloodline, he had lost the most precious thing as a person. Over the years, she has also seen the funerals of ordinary people, although they are simple, but the people who attended the funeral expressed their most sincere feelings.

After completing the funeral process according to the major etiquette, it is time for the prince and the ministers to exchange feelings. As the most powerful contender for the throne, Xiang An has long been surrounded by the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs.

"His Royal Highness King An, Weichen Yang Xiuzhe is here to congratulate His Royal Highness King An on his dragon throne in advance!"

"Where, where is An, thank you Lord Yang for his auspicious words!"

"Weichen congratulates His Royal Highness King An to be powerful in all directions, unify the thousands of years, and raise my great national prestige!"

"Thank you Mrs. Qian Jiyan!"

……

Congratulations and praises were endless, and most of the ministers had already regarded the ascension of the fourth prince Xiang An to the throne as an ironclad fact, and tried their best to flatter, hoping to leave a good impression in front of the future master.

Xiang An had a bright smile on his face, his demeanor was elegant, and his every move revealed the unique noble temperament of the superior. As a result, those courtiers who flattered him were more subservient, and their expressions and words were more sycophant.

Seeing Xiang An talking eloquently, Xiang Yantian remembered some bad memories from his childhood, couldn't help but shudder, showed an expression of disgust, and walked away.

"It's still the same as before, it's glamorous in front of people, but sinister behind it!"

The flattering words that could be thought of were all spoken, and the ministers surrounding Xiang An finally quieted down, but at this time, a Wenchen with a goatee walked out and bowed to Xiang An: "Weichen thinks that His Royal Highness King An should seize the opportunity to depose the crown prince and ascend to the throne!" ”

The expressions on the faces of the ministers froze, and then they suddenly became excited: We have finally come to this point, and from now on we will be from the dragon heroes!

"Li Taichang, this is in front of my father's mausoleum, how can this king do such a rebellious thing?!" Xiang An scolded angrily.

Li Shi knelt on the ground with a thud and slammed his forehead on the bluestone slab: "Wechen is guilty, I implore His Royal Highness King An to punish the crime, but Wechen still wants to ask His Highness, for the sake of the future of my major project, when this civil and military officials gather, depose the incompetent prince and ascend to the throne!" If His Royal Highness does not agree, Weichen will die in front of the mausoleum of the first emperor! ”

As he spoke, he slammed his head to the ground again, seeing that menacing appearance, if it really hit the ground, the whole head would probably be torn apart.

At the last moment, a pair of hands held Li Shi, and Xiang An reluctantly agreed: "It is this king who blames Li Taichang for his mistake, and Li Taichang is dedicated to my big project." That's it, this king agreed to Li Aiqing's request, otherwise I am afraid that it will chill the hearts of many loyal ministers of my Daxiang! ”

One sentence stirred up a thousand waves, except for the circle around Xiang An, the princes, princesses and ministers were all in an uproar, and the two Wenchen, who had white hair and looked like a pedant, jumped out and pointed at Li Shi's nose and scolded: "Okay, you Li Shi, as Taichangqing, is in charge of the etiquette of the Taimiao, and you actually depose the prince in front of the Majesty Xià Mausoleum to promote the prince's struggle for power, Your Majesty's corpse is not cold, but you want the blood to flow in front of the Majesty Xià Mausoleum, you are a big rebellion, a big rebellion!" ”

"Xiang An, my father's bones are not cold, you actually agree with Li Shi's opinion, you are a big rebel, you want to rebel!"

Some princes stood up to accuse Xiang An, and other princes also followed suit, only the eldest prince and the third prince Xiang Yong were silent. The eldest prince was already numb, but Xiang Yong was thoughtful, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I rebelled? The throne has long been in my pocket, so why should I rebel?! Xiang An finally tore off the mask of hypocrisy and laughed unscrupulously, "Come on, take down these chaotic ministers and thieves for me!" ”

"Yes!" Zhao Yi, who had followed Xiang An all the way, took a big step, pulled out the sword at his waist, and waved his arms, "Take down these rebellious ministers and thieves!" ”

As soon as the words fell, countless soldiers in helmets and armor poured into the cemetery, surrounded everyone tightly, and then grabbed the two old scholars who criticized Li Shi and the princes who accused Xiang An, and exited the cemetery in an orderly manner in a very short time. Even though the princes kept screaming during the process, the soldiers were not affected in the slightest.

"It is worthy of being the most elite army in my major project, and it is really not comparable to those rabble in the rivers and lakes." Xiang Yantian muttered softly.

It is true that there are many powerful figures in the rivers and lakes, and they may be able to defeat a hundred with one enemy, but the vast majority of them are the kind of people who purely "mix" the rivers and lakes, even if they are handed over to the leaders of the most powerful sects on the rivers and lakes, they are far from being the opponents of the army when the number of people is comparable.

Glancing at Xiang Yong, who was still in action, Xiang An secretly sighed that it was a pity that he failed to take advantage of this to win the biggest opponent. glanced at the eldest prince who bowed his head and was silent, and took a sip: "Waste!" ”

"Who else said I rebelled?"

"Who else said I rebelled?"

"Who else?!"

After saying it three times in a row, seeing that no one had any more objections, Xiang An had no choice but to reluctantly prepare to stop. If he could, of course, he would also want to take down all those who opposed him at once.

"Me!" When the flag died down, such a voice suddenly remembered in the crowd.

At this time, Xiang Yantian could see clearly, and Xiang Yong quietly gestured behind his back.

"Who are you?"

"The one who killed you!"

"Huh?!" Somehow, Xiang Yantian actually felt that the voice of the person who came seemed to be somewhat familiar.