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It was a cold winter night, and the snowflakes fell silently on the hard ground, and Han Ruzi was tightly wrapped in a thick velvet cloak, feeling that before the snowflakes covered a layer, they would have to freeze to death.

Around midnight, he came to the Taimiao again, the first few times he was in the main hall, but this time he stood outside, the only acquaintances around him were Yang Feng, and there were many strangers, all of them were children of the clan with titles, there were almost two or three hundred people, plus the personal bodyguard, the number doubled, and the Taimiao did not have a room to accommodate so many people, so they had to wait in the open air temporarily.

Pity these natural nobles, since they were children, how could they have suffered this kind of suffering, one by one they were so cold that their faces were pale, their limbs were numb, and they had the heart to rebel, but they didn't dare to declare it, but they wanted to put on a serious look of filial piety and virtuous grandsons, and when they were really bored, they peeked at the abolished emperor.

Han Ruzi didn't know any of these people, but they all knew him. Yang Feng blocked most of his curious gazes for him, but the whispers around him still surrounded him along with snowflakes.

The children of the clan in front of the temple did not stand at will, but were sorted according to their titles, relatives, distance, seniority, age, etc., dozens of ceremonial officials maintained order, and a little farther away were hundreds of halberd-wielding guards, who were wearing iron armor and were colder in the cold winter, but they all stood straight without a little trembling.

Although Han Ruzi is only a tired marquis, the princes and kings who are higher than the princes and kings are not in the capital, so he is the only one standing in the first row, shivering from the cold, like an unlucky person who has been pushed out to bear the responsibility.

There was a commotion behind him, Han Ruzi didn't even have the interest to look back, he just wanted to go home now.

It turned out that there was a new person coming. The status is quite high, and he was brought to the side of the tired marquis by the courtesy.

"Taizu Rongma has suffered a lot in his life, but his descendants are so unscrupulous, he can't even bear a little cold, if there is a big event in the world. The descendants of the Han family are all lambs to be slaughtered. The newcomer complained.

Han Ruzi didn't need to look to know who it was.

After a while, the King of the East Sea spoke again, this time his voice was not so calm, "This day...... It's also too cold, it's going to be ...... Killing? Hey, how long have you been here? ”

Han Ruzi twisted his stiff neck, glanced at the King of the East China Sea, who was also wrapped in a cloak, coughed twice, and said, "It's almost an hour." I do not know. ”

The king of the East China Sea leaned over, and the eunuch he brought wanted to stop but couldn't, and the king of the East China Sea said in a low voice: "Have you heard?" ”

Han Ruzi shook his head.

"It's the descendants of Prince Ju and Prince Yong, and I'm the same generation as us, and I don't know...... Where did she get it from? In the Taimiao, the king of the East China Sea did not dare to mention the word "queen mother".

Han Ruzi didn't squeak, first, it was too cold, and second, it was meaningless.

The king of the East China Sea refused to shut up, and only chatted with the tired marquis. "This trick is really insidious, let you abdicate, leave me in the palace, and send Jingyao to negotiate. Confused the Cui family for five months! My uncle...... Alas, he is good at everything, but he is too cautious, if he had sent troops in the first place...... Alas, alas, my life is so bitter......"

The King of the East Sea sighed. Han Ruzi really wanted to warn him loudly to shut up.

Finally, things progressed, and the King of the East Sea also shut up and returned to his place.

Through the side doors on each side walked a group of guards, followed by the minister. There must be at least 200 people, and at the forefront are Prime Minister Yin Wuwu and Governor Han Xing.

The ministers had obviously just come out of the warm room, with some residual heat in their bodies, and their steps were steady, their expressions solemn, and they were not shivering from the cold.

Under the instructions of the ceremonial officials, all the children of the clan advanced, and came to stand under the Danqi of the Taimiao, and the civil and military officials were divided left and right, and from this moment on, no one dared to speak at will.

By the light of the lantern, Han Ruzi saw that Prime Minister Yin's harmless face was a little red, not like it was because of the cold, but more like out of excitement, as if he had just cried.

Han Ruzi has already seen an old woman crying tonight, and she is glad that she doesn't have to see another old man crying.

A master of ceremonies stood sideways on the steps, and his loud voice seemed extremely unreal in the winter night, "The Queen Mother has arrived!" ”

Escorted by a team of eunuchs and female officials, the Queen Mother walked slowly in court clothes.

Han Ruzi took a closer look regardless of etiquette, and it was a pity that Wang Meiren was not among them. Yang Feng gently tugged at the tired marquis's cloak, Han Ruzi lowered his gaze, and still saw the Queen Mother followed by two people, one was sixteen or seventeen years old, taller than the Queen Mother, his demeanor was extremely respectful, and the clothes on his body showed that he was by no means a eunuch in the palace, and the other was relatively young, only six or seven years old, chubby, with a blank face, always looking back, probably looking for someone he knew.

The Queen Mother and these two stood in front of Han Ruzi and the King of the East China Sea.

Han Xing, the governor of the soldiers and horses from the clan, stepped forward and stood sideways on the steps, opposite the master of ceremonies who was shouting.

"The ancestors have spirits, and the descendants bow down!" The master of ceremonies shouted, and the voice was heard in the distance.

The Queen Mother led all the descendants of the Han family to kneel on the icy bluestone ground, without anything under their knees.

"Bow down!" The master of ceremonies doesn't care about this, at this moment, he is the spokesperson of the Han emperors, his voice is not in a hurry, and he commands hundreds of descendants to kowtow.

After kneeling three times, the crowd got up, and then the civil and military officials also bowed three times, which was an unexpected worship, and the etiquette had been simplified a lot.

Han Xing, the governor of the Soldiers and Horses, bowed to the Taimiao again on the steps, this time he didn't need the master of ceremonies to shout, he knelt down by himself, got up by himself, and then read the will that had been held in his hand.

His voice was not so loud, but it was still clear, the words were quaint, and there were many allusions quoted, and the ministers were very excited to hear it, but the children of the clan who had been standing outside and were numb from the cold were confused, and it took a while to understand that this was a petition for grievances.

According to the usual practice, Han Xing first praised the exploits of his ancestors and ancestors, and especially praised Emperor Wu, and then turned his head and reprimanded those traitors and villains who lured Emperor Wu to do bad things, and listed some names, Han Ruzi was surprised to hear the name of Jing Yao, the supervisor of the central division.

Next, please Mingwen began to recall the grievances of the first two princes of Emperor Wu, and his voice was full of emotion, and there was a cry soon in front of the temple, the children of the clan cried, and the ministers also cried. And he cried even harder, and even beat his chest.

Han Ruzi has already seen the "world", and he is still surprised at this moment, the teenagers and children standing in front of him are the orphans of the prince, and it is understandable that they are crying bitterly, why are others crying? Even the shoulders of the East Sea King shrugged one after another. It's like crying, and it's kind of like snickering.

Han Ruzi couldn't cry, and he couldn't make a show, so he could only lower his head and try not to attract attention, but the crying around him was too contagious, and Han Ruzi couldn't help but be affected, feeling guilty and feeling that he was too ruthless.

The long petition was finally finished. The names of Han Shu, the king of the East China Sea, and Han Yu, the abolished emperor, were mentioned, and the two of them were unworthy descendants, and they could not inherit the Han family, so they had to choose one from among the descendants of the former prince.

A few steps away, Han Ruzi could also hear the teeth of the East China Sea King clucking, but he didn't care, when he heard the words "not Xiao Sun Yan". Didn't even immediately think that this was me.

The most critical moment finally came, and the two princes each left a descendant. Prince Ju's son is named Han Shi, who is seventeen years old this year, and Prince Yong's son is named Han Shi, who is just six years old, and he was still in his mother's womb when his father was killed. has been neglected, and even the name is casually named.

Han Ruzi had experience and knew that the one who would eventually become the emperor would change his name.

The ministers cried even louder, and Han Ruzi felt that some of them were sincere.

Yang Bong leaned into his ear. whispered: "Prince Ju has been in power for more than ten years, and Prince Yong has also been in power for six or seven years, and they have a deep foundation among the ministers. ”

Han Ruzi suddenly, no wonder his father Emperor Huan once wanted to unite with his relatives to deal with the minister, Emperor Huan's time as the prince was too short, and he did not form a close connection with the minister, and Han Ruzi did not even go through the stage of the prince, and had no contact with the minister, so his abdication was not shocked.

Han Ruzi didn't feel sorry anymore, and at the same time understood that if he could really return to the supreme position one day, he must establish a foundation from the bottom up. He turned his head and glanced at Yang Feng, not knowing how far this eunuch could help him.

After reading the text, Han Xing took off the script and spoke, saying that the two princes were not up or down, and the orphans were eligible to succeed to the throne.

This is the plan that the Queen Mother came up with after discussing with the ministers for a long time, and the children of the clan who had been thrown out to freeze were surprised, but no one dared to raise an objection at this time, and the buzz quickly disappeared, and even the King of the East China Sea stopped gritting his teeth.

The Queen Mother took Han Shi and Han Shot up the stairs and entered the Taimiao, and among the ministers, only Yin Wuwu and Han Xing accompanied the civil and military officials to enter, and everyone else was waiting outside.

As soon as the figure of the Queen Mother disappeared, the King of the East China Sea turned his head to look at Han Ruzi, real tears flowed from his eyes, and he suppressed his voice and said, "Can you believe it?" Can you believe that? ”

Han Ruzi didn't have anything to believe, so he showed an indifferent look.

The expression on the face of the King of the East China Sea changed from grief to surprise, and it was only then that he seemed to really believe that Han Ruzi was not interested in the throne.

Han Ruzi's goal was too ambitious, and he really didn't show interest at this moment.

The draw went on quickly, and the people outside waited so hard that they could barely feel the cold.

Yin Buwu and Han Xing walked out of the Taimiao first, taking Han Shi, the orphan of Prince Ju, Yin Buwu announced in an old voice that Han Shi was named the champion Hou and the Great Sima of the Northern Army.

The result has been decided, Yin Wuwu looked a little disappointed, and most of the civil officials sighed, but there was nothing to do, they fought for it, and they could only admit defeat in the bet.

The three of them retreated to the side, and the Queen Mother walked out with Han Jie's hand, stood on top of the Danqi, and said in a loud voice: "The ancestors are protected, and Han Jie, the grandson of Emperor Wu, is established as the crown prince." ”

The ministers shouted long live, including Han Shi, knelt down one after another, he had a chance to become the emperor a moment ago, and he was already a minister at this moment.

The chubby child was still looking around, not knowing who he was looking for.

Yang Feng held Han Ruzi before kneeling, and said softly: "The tired marquis is admitted to the palace and does not worship, except for facing the ancestors and ancestors, he does not have to kneel. ”

He was not the only one who had privileges, but there were also seven or eight people such as Han Xing, and the officials in the distance checked them one by one to confirm that they were correct.

Han Ruzi lowered his head, but there was a fire in his heart, neither anger nor jealousy, but an indescribable fire of passion: now he clearly felt the difference between standing above and standing below, and he knew which one he preferred.

After the ceremony ended, the frozen clan children left one after another, and the ministers continued to discuss the new emperor's accession to the throne and how to deal with the southern army outside the city.

On the way home, the fire in Han Ruzi's heart gradually extinguished, and he had to face the reality that in this cold winter, no flame could be ignited.

When he entered the Tihou Mansion, it was already slightly bright, and as soon as Han Ruzi pushed open the door of the bedroom, Cui Xiaojun, who was already waiting, rushed over, and the two hugged each other tightly.

In the cold winter, only here is a little warmth.

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