Shao music resounded inside and outside the hall, and eight dances danced in the court.

Regardless of whether they participated in the rebellion or not, the officials were summoned to the Daqing Palace.

Even some of the outgoing ministers were dragged over and forced to stand in the queue, and Zhao Chong stood at the front, leading hundreds of civil and military officials to welcome the arrival of the new Son of Heaven.

Chai Shixiang sat on the throne that had been vacant for more than half a year, observing the courtiers' every move through the gently swaying twelve.

Seeing Zhao Chong taking the lead, he knelt down and bowed to himself. The mood is excited little by little, today to kill Gan Fu, Ma Tianji, tomorrow is Song Ci, Jia Ru and so on.

He wants to be the real emperor, not a puppet who is manipulated.

There was a bang overhead, Chai Shixiang raised his head suddenly, a green glazed tile fell to the ground with his nose, and something heavier fell.

I vaguely heard the shouts of the courtiers below.

Immediately after, darkness reigned.

Chai and Rui desperately shouted in the crowd to quickly pass on the imperial doctor, and the imperial doctor basically went with Chai Xinyuan's relatives, holding the new emperor Chai Shixiang in his hand, his face was almost distorted.

But when many ministers saw the scene in front of them, they felt that it would be more appropriate to pass them on.

The ministers had already bowed to the new monarch under the leadership of Zhao Chong, and from the perspective of etiquette, Chai Shixiang was already the new emperor of Great Xia. Then he was killed by the thunder of the sky, and the dragon returned to the sky?

From the accession to the throne to the death, it was only a few minutes.

Is this the shortest-lived Son of Heaven ever?

Zhao Chong was stunned for a moment. We are really going against the sky, I'm afraid that it can only be like this, otherwise how can we attract the punishment of the thunder!

At this time, the civil and military officials who lined up in a solemn queue were like rats poured into the nest with boiling water, holding their heads and running away from the main hall.

The prime minister was stunned on the spot, the three envoys were at a loss, and the tone of the screaming of the imperial history in the hall was higher than that of the singing drama in the tile.

The solemn Daqing Hall was strange for a while. A glazed tile fell at Zhao Chong's feet, and he finally came back to his senses and snatched the golden bone duo from the hand of a class straight.

With a bang, Jin Guduo knocked on the bell next to him, and the crisp voice echoed in the hall, suppressing all voices: "Give me silence." ”

But almost no one in the hundred officials listened to this new dynasty Zaisuke, and they still rushed out while screaming wildly, and few of them still wanted to ask the prime minister's opinion.

"Imperial Doctor, Imperial Doctor!" Chai Yourui didn't move, still holding the body of the new emperor, looking like crazy, his forehead was rubbed by the fragments of glazed tiles, and his face was covered with blood.

Zhao Chong picked up Chai Herui and shouted, "Get out of here quickly." It's dangerous here. ”

As if cooperating with Zhao Chong. A succession of cannonballs flew and smashed in front of the main hall, and round iron balls tumbled on the white marble steps, bursting with countless fragments.

The civil and military officials who had just run out of the hall ran back again, mixed on the steps, pressed one by one, the front could not move, the back was still squeezing in, even stepping on it, and the stool of the officials at the bottom was stepped on.

"Ahh Yes! ”

Walking in front of the main hall, the rebellious guards looked at the black-clothed men on the opposite side as if they had seen ghosts.

They couldn't even see the movements of the men in black, and where they appeared, a large number of people would fall.

Except for the painful wails of the dead, these Yellow Springs demons did not even make a sound. If it weren't for the daylight and the sun already hanging high, they would have thought it was a group of soul-seducing rakshasas.

Even so, fewer and fewer guards did not retreat, and they chose this

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There is no way back.

Chai Gui's face was covered with blood, and he was shouting and directing the guards to fight, when a man in black leaned in front of him ghostly, and he hurriedly waved his hand to hit the other party, and the opponent's giant fist continued to expand in his eyes, and then, there was no more------

In the early morning of the third day, the golden wheel was born, the morning glow was like blood, the sky was full of red light, and it inexplicably brought a bit of Xiao Killing------

In addition to Jia Ru and Cao Lei, the other ministers of the clan returned to their original positions, and some of the forbidden troops entered the city to cooperate with the Jiankang Mansion to suppress the rebellion, and the imperial city gradually stabilized.

Chai Xinyuan wiped his whole body more than a day with the 'alcohol' offered by Tai Yi Gantang, and with the decoction, the high fever gradually subsided, and his consciousness gradually became clear.

Although the ministers in the market are suspicious, they will not suspect that Jia Ru and Cao Lei, who accompany the palace, are hiding secrets. After this turmoil, the royal family has the ability to take the heir, and the basic death and escape will no longer pose a threat to the crown prince.

The rebels have entered the palace and hidden the queen and concubines in the crypt, and they have returned to all parts of the palace.

However, the daily report was delayed for several days without replying, and the hearts of the ministers became heavier and heavier.

A few days ago, the city traveled west, first recruited the founding prince Cao Lei, and then passed on the imperial doctor, which can only show that the dragon body is not healed to the point that he can't even pass on the imperial doctor in person------

can't eat, can't pass on the imperial doctor, so it's not difficult to guess what the official family is like.

On this day, Chai Xinyuan looked at the white seal fold on the desk, and Chai Xinyuan sighed in his heart. Who is gone?

Since yesterday, there have been several funeral letters to the emperor. In this rebellion, nearly half of the close ministers withered, and some courtiers were seriously injured and retired.

Now, he is more and more like a loner.

When Dai saw the words 'first-class public Ganfu', Chai Xinyuan couldn't help but widen his eyes, held the royal couch with one hand, leaned forward, and was shocked. seems to remember that Gan Fu didn't drive with him, so it's gone!

In addition to the Ministry of Rites to report to the former officials, the first-class public Gan Fu died in the rebellion, and his eldest grandson Gan Tang handed over the excerpt of Yin Ding Wei.

Zhao Chong rebelled, Guo Shirong rebelled, and Zheng Ming rebelled. Song Ci is gone, Zhang Tianyi is gone, why is even Gan Fu gone? For a while, the spirit was in a trance.

Wuyi Lane, Ganfu.

On the gate of Xiangyang Palace, a white tent has been hung, and the courtyard is full of mourning. Spring breeze and spring rain, like roaring and crying, between heaven and earth, only sad sound------ more than a dozen drummers wearing filial piety clothes every two or three quarters of an hour, blowing a funeral music, the people who listen more and more sad.

In the courtyard, a mourning shed has been erected, full of tables and chairs, and the housekeeper dressed in full filial piety followed several young and old members of the main family to entertain the guests who came to the door to pay tribute.

Monks, lamas, and Taoist priests work in three shifts day and night, chanting non-stop. There was a cigarette in the shed, and the choking person's eyes were red, which added a bit of sadness.

Today is March 9th, Gan Fuxian passed away for the first seven days, and he has not slept for several days, and Gan Tang only feels pain in his temples. After working for a long time, the "clothes pick-up" and "coffin pick-up have been completed, just waiting for the twilight to send the first seven paper ceremonies." In the past few days since Gan Fu's death, Gan Tang has been supporting non-stop for seven days, and there is rarely time to rest.

"Gan Tang, there are still some days of mourning, and you can't fight too hard. The boss only has one grandson, if you are tired, who will make the decisions about the big things here and outside? Di Bo, who had been with him since he had been in the house a few days ago, saw Gan Tang's face gloomy and shook his head disapprovingly.

This is the pain of losing a family, even if Di Bo and Gan Tang are good again, they are both parents, and they can't empathize, and they don't know how to persuade for a while.

To say it lightly, it is disrespectful to the deceased, and to say it seriously, it can only add to the grief.

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"Think more about your aunt, take care of your body, you will be the head of the Gan family in the future, and now you are the only man in the big house." Debo sighed and said.

When some speculative officials saw Dibo, they thought of a reason to invite people to him, and at this time, three or four groups of people came.

Gambo was very impatient, but because he was a hanger of the Gan family, he pushed a few people, and now, hearing that someone wanted to see him, Di Bo was hesitating to socialize and support the scene for the Gan family.

It's been six or seven days, Song Ci, Gan Lao and a few others, but the edict has never come down, and most officials have a lot of speculation that there may be changes in the palace, which is some corroboration.

But there are also those who have bad brains, whether these families have lost their grace.

Gan Fu died, Xiangyang Wang Ding worried, Ji Zhong waited for Ganguan and led the troops to the southwest, most of the other rooms were idle lords, and they couldn't say a word in the court, and the Gan family was destined to be silent for two or three years.

Maybe there are people who don't open their eyes and think that 'people go to tea and cool', open their snobbish eyes, and want to bully.

Now Di Xin, Di Bo and his son have the power to protect the sky, it is the hot time, from the recent days, you can see one or two.

At this time, I saw Gan Shuo come in hurriedly and said: "Gan Tang, someone has come to the palace, just arrived at the gate, the thirteenth uncle went to greet him, hurry up and go over to greet him." ”

The two got up, and Di Bo said: "Gan Tang will go to receive the order, and I will go to the other end of the spirit shed, which grandsons in the province are muttering in their hearts." ”

At the end of the sentence, it was clear, but Gan Tang was not a fool, he understood his intentions, he was grateful, and he hugged his fists and said: "I have such a son of Lao, I will go to meet Qin Cha first, and come back later to accompany him." ”

Debo answered, and headed for the shed.

Gan Tang followed Gan Shuo and walked quickly to the door. When I was halfway there, I saw Qimen Hou Gankun accompanying his father-in-law Tong Jue in the palace.

Gan Tang stepped forward, and just as he was about to greet him, he was dragged by Tong Jue. There was a bit of concern between his eyes: "The prince is like this, isn't it torturing the slave!" First take me to worship in front of the elder Ling. ”

When the two of them supported each other with their hands, Gan Tang felt that something was stuffed into the palm of his hand, and for a while in his heart, he pretended that nothing had happened, and accompanied Tong Heng through the spirit shed to the front of the spirit platform.

The hangers in the mourning shed, some of whom were talking in twos and threes, gradually died down.

Everyone is thinking in their hearts, what has been said in their will? Is there a nickname, what a number. There are many questions on everyone's minds.

In anticipation, the eunuch Tong Heng held the holy decree in his hand and read it out in public, in addition to praising Gan Fu's life, Gan Fu was nicknamed "Wenzhong".

The people kneeling in the mourning hall were in an uproar. Needless to say, the Gan family is full of loyalty, and Gan Fu deserves to be a "loyalty". This "text" is extremely beautiful.

Throughout the ages, those who have received the nickname "Wenzhong" are all important ministers of the country, and "Wenzhong" is the third-class nickname among Wenchen.

The first class is the single word "Wen", there are only two people in history, Han Yu and Wang Anshi, the second class is "Wenzheng", and there are only eight people such as Sima Guang and Fan Zhongyan, and the third class "Wenzhong" is only Pei Du, Yan Zhenqing, Ouyang Xiu, Su Shi, Zhang Juzheng, Yang Tinghe and other 20 people.

"Giving birth to the Jin Taifu and dying to Wenzhong" has been the highest goal pursued by millions of ministers since the Han Dynasty.

After sending Qin Cha away, Gan Tang went to a no-man's land, unfolded the note in his hand, and saw only two words on the note, 'Emperor Wei'.

The fox was suspicious for a few days, and only at this moment did he get accurate news, Gan Tang felt that his brain was 'buzzing', his breathing became more and more rapid, his limbs were wooden, he couldn't move at all, and his heart was turbulent, giving birth to countless thoughts.

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