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Killings, cold, panic, and turmoil will all happen in this year, and in April of the same year, the loss of one person will bring unpredictable losses to the whole country, and will also bring about an even greater upheaval.

All this is blamed on the death of one man, a man.

Emperor Daliang, Zhu Mao, in the early hours of this morning, due to a sudden venereal disease, too late to treat, died at the age of forty and two, a generation of founding emperors, created the prosperous era of Daliang, hindered the invasion of foreign enemies, resisted Tibet, and completed the unification of a country.

This emperor died, died very sadly, without anyone by his side, he died alone on the dragon chair, before he died, he looked up at the stars alone, no one knew whether he had made a will, and did not know how to arrange the future.

Above the court, there was silence, hundreds of officials stood up, everyone was surrounded by sadness, Zhu Mao, although he was not a Ming Jun, but he was also a good monarch, he listened to the advice, humbly accepted advice, every morning court, never absent, Daliang under his governance, three years, restored the previous level, even more than before.

The people's livelihood, the economy, or the people live and work in peace and contentment, Zhu Mao's contribution is indispensable, today he died, and the officials looked at His Majesty's dead corpse with different moods.

Liubu Shangshu stood peacefully with his brows relaxed and his eyes closed his eyes and recuperated he stood in the middle of the crowd with his eyes wide and staring at the empty position above he waited.

An old man, his temples have been dyed white, he trembled his palms, walked out, and all the officials looked at him: "Everyone, Your Majesty's holy drive has gone, we are very sad, all crying and crying, but Daliang still needs us, as the so-called, the family can not be without an owner for a day, the country cannot be without a king for a day, today, we want to recommend a prince to ascend the throne." ”

"With An Daliang Anning, Anshanhe Sheji, and An Imperial Court, do you have any candidates?"

His Majesty has left, they want to recommend a prince to come up to the throne, before His Majesty died, he did not make a will, and he did not know who was in his hands, there is no way to say at present, only to recommend.

This person is Cao Guogong, who is highly respected, and this is the most appropriate thing for him to say.

One of the six Shangshu, Feng Zhi, the secretary of the ministry, took a step forward and arched his hand: "What Cao Guogong said is that the country cannot be without a king for a day, His Majesty ascended to heaven, we are very sad, but the country cannot be sad, I recommend His Royal Highness the Four Princes, His Royal Highness the Four Princes, it is orthodox, the eldest son, inheriting His Majesty's will, the most suitable." ”

"Since ancient times, the throne has been inherited by the eldest son, the four princes are both civil and military, excellent morality, love the people like sons, is the best candidate, I think, the four princes ascended the throne of God, there is nothing to blame, can you agree."

When the words fell, a person stood up, this person was the servant of the ministry, and he directly surrendered his hand: "The lower officials agree." ”

"Agreed."

"No."

"Yes."

One sentence resonated a lot, the people who were hidden in the past jumped out at one time at this moment, the fourth prince Zhu Youzhen, His Royal Highness King Fu, is the son of the current saint Zhu Mao and the queen, and the orthodox status cannot be shaken by other princes.

This is the reason why these people follow the Four Princes, and this alone is enough.

"The orthodox status of His Royal Highness the Four Princes is not what we speculate, what Daliang needs is Mingjun, not identity, His Majesty said before his death, he is not a virtuous man, a virtuous gentleman, he is a great man, he loves the people like a son, and he is full of benevolence and righteousness, Daliang needs such a person, not the Four Princes."

"As we all know, His Royal Highness the Four Princes are cunning by nature, changeable in character, brutal and unreasonable, the people in the house have died one after another, and the palace maids have been harmed a lot, dare to ask all the masters, after such a person ascends the throne, what will my Liang become."

An official came out with a tirade, counting down the fourth prince Zhu Youzhen, obviously wanting to confront Feng Zhi, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, Feng Zhi looked indifferent and stared at him.

"Lord Feng, I think what Lord Zhang said is reasonable, Daliang needs Mingjun, not identity, Your Majesty said before his death, I hope Daliang will go further and become stronger."

"I think His Royal Highness the Third Prince, Zhu Youtu, is the most suitable, the Third Prince is courteous, loves the people like a son, is gentle and courteous, kind and virtuous, and is really the best candidate."

One of the six departments, the head of the household department Shen Luo said with a smile: "The third prince is good. ”

"The Three Princes."

"Yes."

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince is the most suitable."

Those who supported the third prince Zhu Youtu stood up one after another, there were a lot of people, and they could fight against Zhu Youzhen, and the rest of the officials were silent and quietly observed, Cao Guogong saw this, this situation could not be solved for a while.

came out to persuade each other: "Since you all have different candidates, then, after the first seven days of Your Majesty, you will discuss major matters together, I don't know if you can do it?" ”

"Yes."

"Yes."

The court meeting was dispersed, and the officials began to prepare for the funeral, and the imperial tomb had already been prepared, and they began to hold the funeral.

The people also began to prohibit selling, and after seven days, the market could continue to open, and everyone began to remember His Majesty, the emperor died, and the people did not have much idea, they should eat and sleep.

There are people who are uneasy, and there are people who are at ease.

are all worried about one thing, that is, the throne.

In the inner hall of the palace, Queen Zhou Keyan looked at the ministers below condescendingly, her graceful body made people think about it, she sat upright, extravagant, and looked at the bottom.

"You have a good way, the son of this palace must sit in that position, glory, wealth, fame and fortune, you can enjoy it inexhaustibly."

"Back to Niangniang, it's not that there is no way, it's just that this method is quite vicious."

An official looked up longingly at the queen's graceful body, choked a few mouthfuls, and slowly said what was in his heart, the queen listened, her brows were indifferent, and her eyes were frightening.

"Is this possible?"

"Hui Niangniang, it is absolutely feasible, as long as the other princes are not willing to fight, it is only a matter of time for His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince to ascend the throne, but how to make the other princes give up, it will take time."

"Time, this palace gives it to you, the first seven days have passed for a day, there are still six days, six days, I will give you six days, I don't care if you kill people or kidnap them, I just want the result."

"Niangniang, this method is too vicious, it is better for us to ......." Another official couldn't bear it and opened his mouth to persuade him.

Zhou Keyan stared at him with cold eyes, and said angrily, "Do you want to die?" ”

"This palace doesn't matter if the method is vicious or not, other people's lives and deaths have nothing to do with this palace, as long as the result of this palace, six days later, if the son of this palace has not ascended to the throne, you all come to see this palace with your heads."

"Yes!"

The same palace, the palace on the other side, the precious concubine was lying on the bed, looking at her son below, trembling, staring at herself with squinted eyes, she raised her hand.

"Yong'er, are you ready? Your Majesty has gone, you should start doing it, right? ”

Zhu Youyong nodded, his eyes kept staring at the precious concubine, and he choked up: "Queen Mother, how did my father die?" It's so good, how can it suddenly die. ”

The precious concubine squinted at him and sneered: "In the palace, dead people are normal, Your Majesty's body is already weak, what is there to be surprised when something happens, Yong'er, this is not a question you should think about, what you have to do is how to get rid of a few other people and ascend to the throne." ”

"What the queen mother said is very true, but the other royal brothers are not fuel-efficient lamps, except for the second emperor brother, the third emperor brother, the fourth emperor brother, which one, the child is not an opponent."

He saw that the queen mother's face was unhappy, and immediately said: "But the queen mother, please rest assured, the child waits first, let them fight to the death, the child is the yellow finch behind the back, and catch it all, when the time comes, the child will be the master of the beam." ”

The precious concubine nodded with satisfaction, and the child grew up, which also made her feel more at ease: "Yong'er, you have to remember, you can't be careless, your royal brothers are not ordinary people, you can't be soft-hearted, at this moment, whoever is soft-hearted, who dies the fastest." ”

Death is often caused by soft-heartedness.

Since ancient times, the people who have ascended to that position are all ruthless people, even Zhu Mao, is no exception.

"Don't worry, the child is saved, it's just the thing that the queen mother promised the child, and please don't forget it." Zhu Youyong mentioned this matter again, and the precious concubine turned over, revealing a thigh, and her white skin suddenly whitened Zhu Youyong's eyes.

"As long as Yong'er works hard, the queen mother will not forget."

"Rest assured, the children will kill them all." Zhu Youyong's heart has never been excited and excited at this moment.

………………

"Your Highness, Your Majesty is dead, isn't it time for our plan to start?"

Zhu Youtu looked at Ji Chunqiu and said in a deep voice: "Wait, wait until the first seven are over, let's do it again, my father has just died, and I don't want to ...... yet." ”

Ji Chunqiu was anxious, and hurriedly persuaded: "Your Highness, if you don't do it, they will do it, and when the time comes, we will be very passive, Your Highness think twice." ”

Zhu Youtu couldn't bear it, he looked at Ji Chunqiu quietly, Ji Chunqiu understood, and said in frustration: "Your Highness, did Gongzi Chen promise to help us?" With his help, we will be more sure. ”

"I don't know, I don't even dare to go to him recently, my sister doesn't want me to look for him, and others don't want to see me looking for him, it seems that in the end, I still have to ask him to help."

At this time, if you don't look for him again, it will be too late.

"Your Highness, rest assured, leave this matter to your subordinates." Ji Chunqiu automatically asked Ying, at this time, it was time for him to serve, get Chen Yifan, with the two of them joining forces, one article and one martial arts, who is still their opponent in the court.

"Has Meng Hao been summoned?"

"Your Highness, Meng Hao is waiting outside, ready to listen to orders."

Zhu Youtu waved his hand, unable to sit down, Ji Chunqiu retreated, and Meng Hao, who had been waiting outside for a long time, took a step forward and asked, "Brother Ji, how is His Highness?" ”

"Alas, it's still like that, Meng Hao, you go out with me tomorrow."

Meng Hao said happily: "No problem, I haven't seen Chen Yifan for a long time." ”