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The emperor died and passed the throne to the seventh son Yang Zheng.

Yang Xin was eating that day, and the three bells scared her into losing her chopsticks.

It was the alarm bell in the palace, and there were only three situations that would go off.

The first is the fall of the imperial city, the second is the death of the emperor, and the third is the accession of the new emperor to the throne.

And now, there is only the second possibility.

Yang Xin glanced at the chopsticks on the ground and picked them up unhurriedly, they were already covered with dust.

She suddenly remembered one thing, the emperor had sent her a tonic, after she had a miscarriage, one day after she was almost killed.

It turned out that he had repented.

But the past is not like chopsticks, it can still be used after washing it is dirty, Yang Xin forced himself to think so.

But she wanted to cry, she wanted to cry for no reason, it was clear that right and wrong were so clear, but someone just had the ability to use death to make them turn into foam.

Yang is soft-hearted, she is too soft-hearted.

When the entourage Zhang Ding hurriedly ran over, Yang Xin was really crying, there was no sound, just tears.

Zhang Ding knows all the past events and Yang Xin's character, so he is not confused.

"My lord, it's time to clean up."

Yang Xin wiped away her tears with her hands, pretending that nothing had happened, and ordered, "Tell someone to pack up all the bright-colored decorations and hurry up to buy some white cloth and come back." ”

"Yes, the little ones will do it."

Zhang Ding said and left quickly, while Yang Xin was stunned for a long time before going out.

She is a national teacher, and she should be busier than anyone else.

The common people have a lot more life than Yang Xinhui, and as early as when they heard that the emperor was not in good health, they bought Bai Butun at home to prevent the temporary increase in the price of the shop.

Therefore, the death knell has not sounded a cup of tea, and the street is already white.

The common people hid in their homes, and the rest of the ministers rushed to the palace after the death knell sounded.

Therefore, Yang Xin was still the only one on the street, shuttling through a blank of white like a wandering lonely soul.

In the square in front of the temple, there were people kneeling on the ground, they bent down and sobbed, some had tears, some did not.

The ceremonial official prepared the mourning clothes, but he couldn't wait for Yang Xin to put them on the emperors, so everyone could only wait.

Yang Xin walked in the crowd quickly, always afraid of accidentally stepping on someone's hand, and in a short distance, she walked extremely hard.

After the death of the fifth prince, Yang Zheng became the eldest prince, so Yang Xin first put on a mourning dress for him.

He didn't cry, but there were tears.

Yang Ming didn't cry, and he didn't have tears, but when he stood up, his body jolted, maybe some people would think that it was because his legs were still lame, but Yang Xin knew that he wasn't, and grief made him unsteady.

And Yang Feng, he was as simple and straightforward as ever, crying with tears on his face.

Yang thought to himself, their love for their father is actually not less than that of ordinary people, maybe it is because they usually don't get much, and it hurts even more when they lose it.

After all the royal relatives put on mourning clothes, the mourning really began, and the cry suddenly resounded in the sky.

But they were all prostrate on the ground, Yang Xin was in front of the side, still standing, but they could no longer tell who was true and who was false.

On the fourth day after the emperor's death, the white cloth was removed from the streets and replaced with plain decorations, and the ministers returned to their homes.

On the seventh day after the emperor's death, the white cloth was removed from the palace and replaced with plain decorations, and the emperors took the emperor's coffin to the imperial tomb. All the people lined up in a long line to send them, some stood outside the imperial tomb ten miles away, and some did not even leave the city.

Yang Xin was dressed very solemnly that day, more solemnly than ever, she was wearing a black official uniform, which was very conspicuous in the white crowd, no matter what, he was Yang Ming's father, the deceased was gone, Yang Xin was willing to give him the respect he deserved.

When Fu Ling returned to the palace, it was already evening, but the ministers were still gathered in the Xuan Temple to discuss tomorrow's accession to the throne.

If the last time Yang Zheng was in charge of state affairs, everyone was surprised, then the succession of the throne can simply make people's jaws drop, King Nanming is much better than the seventh prince in terms of merit and talent, why should he be an idle prince? I'm afraid that the most dissatisfied will be the prime minister.

On the Xuan Temple, he was the first to stand up and asked Yang Zheng fiercely, "Is this holy decree of the prince the true work of the emperor?" ”

Yang Zheng was not afraid, and brought the holy decree from his personal eunuch Chang Gonggong to show him.

The prime minister took a look, it was indeed like what the emperor wrote, and the date was still two months ago, but there are many masters who can imitate in this world, and it is difficult to determine whether it is true or false, even if it is true, it has to be false, so he said, "Although it looks like the emperor's handwriting, it may also be an imitation, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false." ”

Yang Zheng snorted and said, "Does the prime minister think that this holy decree is fake?" ”

"This is natural, the first emperor loved King Nanming, this is a well-known thing, not to mention, King Nanming does not come out on top in terms of merit and talent, everything must be justified to be convincing, and Weichen does not believe that the emperor will make such a decision."

"What about the prime minister? Do you want this king to immediately give up the throne to the ninth brother? ”

In fact, Yang Ming didn't believe such a result, after all, he had been spoiled for so many years. But his mother is just a stand-in, and he knows better than anyone else. Moreover, he really didn't want the throne, so he stepped forward and said, "Seventh brother, don't get me wrong, my younger brother has no intention of usurping the throne, and everything follows his father's will." ”

His words made the prime minister tremble, he was born and died many times without the intention of the throne? So what is the planning after and after you are busy? I'm afraid that the face of a jumping clown is better than his own.

The ministers who were watching were still eager to try, but Yang Ming's words made many people dispel their thoughts, and they gradually returned to their original positions one by one.

The Prime Minister looked at Yang Ming on the spot, and then looked at the ministers who had been friends with him, and pulled one of them casually, and said, "Say something!" ”

The minister shook off the prime minister's hand and said righteously, "How can the emperor's decree be false? Don't be confused, Prime Minister. ”

Seeing this, the prime minister wanted to find a helper, but before everyone could get close, they dodged away one by one.

Yang Ming saw that he was really obsessed, and shouted outside the hall, "Someone is coming." ”

The guard Shi Ning was promoted to an official position, and now he is the commander of Yang Zheng's imperial guards, and he heard Yang Ming shouting and quickly entered the main hall.

"What does King Nanming command?"

"The Prime Minister is a little delirious, send him back quickly."

Shi Ning glanced at the prime minister, the latter lowered his head and pondered, like a frosted eggplant, he walked over and was about to pull him away, but the prime minister was like crazy, pointing at Yang Zheng and scolding, "You are the one who plots to usurp the throne, this throne is obviously the king of Nanming, my son-in-law!" You are plotting to usurp the throne, you should be cut with a thousand cuts! After scolding, he burst out laughing.

Everyone was shocked, and the prime minister went crazy.

Yang Ming was the first to react, Chong Shi Ning made a look, asked him to pull the prime minister away, and said to Yang Zheng here, "The prime minister is already crazy, tomorrow is the enthronement ceremony of the seventh brother, and he wants to amnesty the world, it is better to lock him up in the prime minister's mansion first, and then make a decision after the seventh brother ascends the throne." (To be continued.) )