September 3rd, Qinzheng Palace.

The carved beams and pillars in the vermilion lacquer door, the tall hanging beams make people awe-inspired, and they dare not make times.

The hall was full of princes and nobles, first-class officials, civil and military ministers, all bowing their heads and ears, and their eyes were drooping.

Standing in the front row are: Yongxuan, Yongxuan, Yongyan, Yongxuan.

Behind the princes stood the royal grandchildren.

Yongxuan is old, loves wine, and because of his foot disease, he has long been excluded from the prince, but the ministers remember Yongxuan as the "longest" of the current princes, and they have left a face.

Yongying is an inner show, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he loves everything, and the most important thing is that his attainments in calligraphy and painting have been recognized by many people, and his mind is not on the throne.

The rest of Yongxuan, that is the style of a suave and handsome son.

can be a big responsibility, and what reassures Qianlong is Yongyan.

Although Qianlong, who is sitting in the right position, is already in his old age, his majestic style still makes people feel not angry and arrogant. His deep voice came down from the main hall, like coming from the distant sky, and it made people feel terrified.

"All the secretaries are also here, I have a few words to say."

Yongyan stood in front, and Huang Ama spoke together, and Yongyan only felt that both ears were ringing. The rest of the brothers were trembling and sweating.

"It has been 60 years since I ascended the throne at the age of twenty-five. When I wake up every day, I feel that I have relatives in my heart, and I am afraid that the people of the world will be uneasy, so I must bow down to everything and dare not covet pleasure. Qianlong thought of all the ups and downs he had faced over the years, the bloody rain and bloody wind, his cloudy eyes were full of domineering and assertiveness, and his tone also had the sadness and helplessness of being bound by the throne for many years.

"My emperor always thinks about the people of the world, which is really the blessing of the Qing Dynasty and the luck of the people!" He Shen led the officials and complimented him loudly.

Yongyan heard He Shen talking, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he really didn't let go of the slightest opportunity to slap the horse.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!" The officials knelt on the ground, and the hall was full of submission.

Qianlong was very satisfied, and raised his head slightly, as if he could see more clearly.

"In the past 60 years, I have guarded this country for the Qing Dynasty and done my best. Now, as I get older, although my ears and eyes are clear, there is no image of chaos, and I have reached my age in the end. I have said before that I will not reign longer than the Holy Ancestor Emperor. Standing up is the most important thing. ”

Immediate storage?

Yongyan held his breath, he didn't even dare to blink his eyes, Huang Ama was in power and in the past, who dared to mention a word.

He Shen pouted and knelt down, the words were sonorous, "Although the emperor is old, no one in this hall dares to say that he is more decisive than the emperor, and he can enjoy a better life with the people of the Qing Dynasty!" I hope the emperor will think twice! ”

As he spoke, he kowtowed, looking desperate to let Mingjun be in power.

And the people of Heshen's party also took a step forward, and said with Heshen: "I hope the emperor thinks twice!" ”

Ji Yun and Liu Yong couldn't help but scoff when they saw He Shen's sympathetic attitude.

Liu Yong said: "The emperor is wise and martial, and all decision-making ministers will be desperately implemented." The prince is the lifeblood of the country, the emperor is far-sighted, and he wants to establish the prince to be able to consolidate the foundation of the country. ”

Some officials who are not in the same league as the Heshen party also stepped forward and said loudly: "The emperor is far-sighted!" ”

For a moment, the hall was full of gunpowder.

Qianlong looked at Yongyan, and the complicated expression in his eyes slowly flowed, "Yongyan, what do you think?" ”

Yongyan hung his hands at his side, calculating Qianlong's intentions in his heart.

Yongyan, who kept rubbing his jade wrench, paused for a moment and spoke: "Emperor Ama of Qiyu!" Erchen thinks that the establishment of the prince is a big deal. Huang Ama reigned for many years, and made great efforts to make the country prosperous, so that there is now a prosperous era of Kangqian, and the Qing Dynasty is rich. Erchen knew that his qualifications were still shallow, and he really didn't dare to make a mistake. Everything is the first sight of the emperor! ”

After pondering for a while, Yongyan replied.

Qianlong squinted his eyes and glanced at his sons, his heart was full of unwillingness, thinking that he would govern with an iron fist, Wu Ke personally commanded the pacification of Jungger, and Wen Ke guided the revision of the "Siku Quanshu", but among these sons, they were weak and embarrassed to take on the big responsibility.

After a long sigh of relief, it seemed to be a helpless move, "Yongyan is right, the establishment of the prince is a big deal, this is the fate of the Qing Dynasty." ”

Qianlong, who stroked the dragon chair, said confidently: "Su Zhiling! ”

Su Zhiling had already prepared, took a holy decree steadily, and stepped on the high platform step by step in the eyes of everyone.

And the hearts of the princes also raised their throats.

“

Fengtian transported, the emperor said:

Forty-three years, I once said that the former emperor ruled for sixty-one years, and I dare not compare. If you invite the firmament to bless you, to the 60th year of Qianlong, you will live 80 and 5, that is, you will be the crown prince and return to the government and retire. Now, the time has come. Among the princes, many of them looked at each other, and finally decided-"

Su Zhiling's voice was extremely long, which lifted everyone's hearts.

"The fifteenth prince Yongyan is generous and intelligent, diligent in governance, and has followed me for many years. From now on, Li Yongyan will be the crown prince, and next year will be corrected, and it will be changed to the first year of Jiaqing! Chin this! ”

Rumble......

Yongyan's heart, which had been hanging for more than 20 years, finally fell to the ground and fell on the diligent palace of the Old Summer Palace, which was deafening and known to all officials.

"The emperor is wise! Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live......" The chorus of cries spread from the hall to the outside of the hall, and every slave heard it clearly.

When Yongyan knelt down to receive the holy decree, he only felt that the infinite power in his heart was surging, spurting thin.

"Son, thank you, Lord Longen!"

This holy decree is so golden, so ostentatious, so addictive.

When the civil and military officials retreated, Yongyan still felt like he was in a dream.

At this time, he wanted to tell the news to Jing.

Suddenly, he felt that he was really happy and stupid, and this news must have arrived at the palace earlier than him, and there was no need to add another sentence himself.

Yongxuan Yongxuan's face didn't change much, the relationship between them has always been cold, but the two of them surprisingly came over to say congratulations.

As for Yongxuan, Yongyan had long known his ambitions, and the emperors and grandchildren also surrounded Mianning and whispered: "Mianning, you will be the hope of our Qing Dynasty in the future." ”

"Yes, yes, this matter of establishing the reserve is certain, and it is an unchangeable fact. Today, Mianning is the emperor's grandson, maybe, one day we will also change our words to call the crown prince~~"

They didn't dare to say it out loud, they just laughed quietly.

Just as Yongyan was about to withdraw from the Qinzheng Palace, Su Zhiling quietly walked over.

"The prince stays, the emperor invites you to go to Xinuan Pavilion for a while."

Yongyan restrained his excitement and responded: "Okay, this prince will go." ”

The first time he said that he was the prince, Yongyan was still a little unaccustomed.

After arriving at Xinuan Pavilion, Yongyan entered the house directly.

"Erchen participates in Huang Ama!"

"Well, sit down." Qianlong also didn't care about his identity.

Yongyan glanced around the warm pavilion and hung a portrait on the south side.

This portrait seems to have been seen somewhere.

After thinking about it carefully, Yongyan suddenly remembered that he was in the Heart Cultivation Palace.

He didn't know the woman, but the delicate and gentle portrait was so pleasing to the eye that Yongyan couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Qianlong was lying on the rocking chair, and the back of the pear blossom sandalwood hollow chair was very exquisite. He covered his legs with a thin blanket, and looked straight at the portrait with a half-squinted afterglow.

"She's beautiful, isn't she?"