When King Ping arrived at noon, he couldn't stop being sleepy, and he almost fell asleep, Du Ziyue couldn't bear to see him die, but he couldn't resist his request, that pitiful eyes, Du Ziyue's heart melted, not to mention that he was given a needle to make him not sleepy for the time being, even if King Ping said that he wanted the moon in the sky, she had to find a way to take it off for him.

It was already too late to give the needle to King Ping, and the two of them were late again.

Everyone arrived, Du Ziyue nodded at Tian Wuji, and Tian Wuji continued to step forward and play the role of announcing the successor.

"Since this morning, the first, second, third, fifth, and sixth heirs in line have all renounced the succession to the throne, and the fourth in line of succession, An Jian, is now the first in line."

"The seventh in line of succession, Enron, is now the second in line."

"The eighth heir, Fengshu, is now the third in line."

"The ninth in line, Yang Zhengnan, is now the fourth in line."

"The tenth heir, Sang Zhixin, is now the fifth in line."

"Can you object?" After Tian Wuji finished summarizing, he asked according to the routine.

"No objections."

"Seconded."

"The minister seconded the proposal."

……

As expected, without hearing any opposition, Tian Wuji continued: "Then, according to the ancestral system, please ask An Jian, the first heir in line to succeed him, lead the Jin * people, and fight to the death with the Chu State." ”

An Jian was stunned, what led the Jin * people to fight to the death with the Chu State? Why hadn't he heard about it?

He looked at the people around him, and no one showed any surprised expressions.

An Jian's heart suddenly had no bottom, but he had to send it when he was ready to fly, no matter what the situation, the throne! Let's talk about it first! As a monarch, what will happen in the future, whether to fight to the death or not, it's not up to him!

Thinking of this, An Jian's face flushed with excitement, and he strode forward, wanting to make some bold statements.

But before he could say anything, he heard several coughs.

An Jian looked at the source of the voice for some reason, and when several ministers saw him coming, they immediately lowered their heads, and their faces were flushed.

Gradually, most of the people in the court made a coughing sound, including Yang Xiaotao and Yang Zhengnan, who also lowered their heads and buried their heads in their shoulders.

You can't blame them for being rude, it's really An Jian's dress, except that he didn't wear a big red flower on his chest, and he was a groom official!

Tian Wuji will not be polite to anyone, and this An Jian is not as precious as the dust in his hand in his eyes, not to mention what day is this, what does it mean to be dressed like this?

"An Jian, do you know that King Ping was poisoned and murdered by the gangsters of Chu State the day and night before yesterday?"

An Jian was stunned for a moment, he really wanted to refute it with some temperament, why did you speak to Lao Tzu with this attitude, don't you know that Lao Tzu is about to sit on the throne?

But Tian Wuji's aura is so strong, there is definitely no one present who can compare with it, not to mention a concubine who is only hanging on to his idle job, where has he seen much of the world, he was subconsciously suppressed, and blurted out in reply, "The minister knows." ”

"Do you know that you are here today for the change of throne?" Tian Wuji continued to ask.

"The minister knows." A fine sweat broke out on An Jian's forehead.

"Then do you know that the change of throne means that King Ping's body is no longer good?" Tian Wuji's voice became stern, "The monarch has suffered misfortune, but you come here dressed in red, what do you want!" ”

An Jian's legs were weak, and he actually knelt down in front of Tian Wuji.

An Xiang's sneer came from his ears, "It's just a concubine, why should Lord Tian be angry for him?" ”

An Xiang's words seemed to excuse him, but in fact they were endless ridicule of him.

How could An Jian endure it, his anger gushed out all of a sudden, but he still didn't dare to get angry at Tian Wuji, the culprit who made him lose face, instead yelled at An Xiang, "An Xiang, what do you mean!" You've abdicated the throne, and now I'm the first in line to the throne, so what qualifications do you have to dictate to me here! ”

"Oh? You're the first in line, huh? As if he had heard some big joke, An Xiang was surprised, and saluted Du Ziyue and King Heping, and said loudly: "Hui Yuping Wang, minister, I don't agree with such an ignorant villain who has no respect for his superiors and can't even distinguish the occasion, is qualified to appear here as the first heir in line!" Minister, do not agree with this person to succeed to the throne! ”

"Hmm." Du Ziyue responded, "An Zongling is the head of the clan, and he is qualified to decide who will succeed him, I don't know what the monarchs think?" ”

"The minister seconded the An Zong's order!"

"The minister seconded the proposal!"

"The minister seconded the proposal!"

……

The people who supported An Xiang in the past jumped out one by one to second, as if they were afraid that if they were one step too late, Du Ziyue would not be able to see them, and they were very positive!

An Jian was dumbfounded, how could this be!?

Yan Xinran glared at An Jian gloomily, this waste! I knew that I was waiting to go with him at noon, and if I saw him wearing a red dress, it would be impossible not to stop it!

But is it a matter of clothing?

Yan Xinran turned his back and closed his eyes, he didn't see it, this is a thing with a brain problem! I don't even know what to wear, what else can I expect him to do!? No wonder for so many years, he has been pressed by An Xiang and can't move!

He thought that An Xiang was because his grandmother didn't kill him, but now it seems that An Xiang kept it purely to see how he was willing to fall and destroy himself! This is much more deflating than stabbing him!

When the voices of the officials seconded the proposal gradually dissipated, Du Ziyue said unhurriedly: "In this case, An Jian, you go out, Lord Tian, you continue." ”

"Why! You are a woman, why let me go out, I'll get out! What are you! I'm the first in line! An Jian completely lost his manners, and he was invective.

Du Ziyue frowned, these two brothers, An Xiang also pointed at her before saying a woman or something, and now An Jian is the same.

An Xiang she endured it, others are sect orders, but what kind of thing are you An Jian?

Du Ziyue sank her face and asked coldly: "Well, this palace is not qualified to ask you to go out, so tell me, who is qualified?" ”

"Naturally—" King Ping......

But King Ping's words, An Jian couldn't speak, because King Ping was snuggling in Du Ziyue's arms at this time, looking at him with disgust, as if he was looking at a bedbug.

He was reluctant to give up, looking around, who is qualified to decide the next monarch!?

An Xiang is a sect order, and he is fully qualified, but he doesn't dare to kill himself......

Tian Wuji? No, such a dangerous person, he would not dare to provoke!

Du Changqing? When he was the prime minister, no, he was Du Ziyue's brother, and the relationship between the two was still very wrong.

Believe it! An Jian's eyes lit up, that's right, Taiwei Yan had only been to his house at noon! (To be continued.) )