Situ Ji stood in front of him, looking at the chaotic scene of the civil and military officials who held their own identities in the past arguing with each other regardless of their identities at this time, and only felt a little ridiculous.

He knew that he couldn't persuade these noisy courtiers, so he simply didn't say a word, and stood aside like a bystander. It seems that even if he becomes the new emperor, it is none of his business, he will still serve the new emperor.

In such a chaotic scene, Situ Ji, who had been quiet all the time, was tantamount to being too eye-catching, so soon a courtier noticed him and threw the topic of their quarrel over: "Prime Minister, which side of what they said is reasonable between us and Lord Luo?" ”

The implication of his words was nothing more than to let Situ Qu express his views and let the latter talk about which side he supported. When he said this, the courtiers who heard it closer suddenly stopped arguing, and hurriedly pricked up their ears to listen to the movement here.

Now Situ Ji is the only prime minister in the court, and he has a lot of ability and merit in hand, no matter which party has his support, it is tantamount to indirectly determining the outcome of their argument.

It's just that when many people were holding their breath and were about to listen to his answer, Situ Shu didn't answer the meaning hidden in the courtier's words, and still looked unfazed, and said with a smile: "Both sides are reasonable." No matter which new emperor will ascend the throne in the future, as long as he is dedicated to his subjects, he is a good monarch and a person worthy of his courtiers' loyalty. It's just that now that His Majesty has not been buried, is it a little unreasonable for us to talk so loudly about the election of the new emperor? ”

His answer was a bit ambiguous, but he made sense no matter how others explained it. When those courtiers heard this, they couldn't help but curse "stinky fox" in their hearts. Especially the minister who had just thrown this problem to Situ Qu, his face had sunk slightly at this time, and although he still said two polite words, in fact, there was some obvious disgust hidden in his eyes.

He secretly said in his heart that they still underestimated this Situ Qu. Originally, he planned to force him to choose to support one side when he asked, but now he was confused by him, and he was ridiculed and taught a lesson by this person!

The minister held his breath in his heart, and he didn't really get angry with Situ Ji, so after saying goodbye to him in three or two sentences, he went to help his colleague Lord Luo's faction.

Situ Ji was not displeased by this matter, but after the man left, he suddenly lightly hooked the corner of his lower lip and muttered, "The time should be almost up." ”

The voice of this murmur was so small that even Situ Ji himself could not hear it in this chaotic court. However, his words had just fallen, when suddenly a very sharp voice came from nowhere, shouting: "The Holy Decree has arrived-"

This is the eunuch's unique sharp voice, even in such a noisy sound, it can be highlighted from it at once, which is very convenient at this time.

It's just that the emperor has obviously died, where did this holy decree come from?

Everyone was stunned, full of questions. The court also fell silent in an instant, and countless surprised eyes looked towards the place where the voice came from. I saw that the great eunuch Xiao Quanzi was standing at the door of the main hall at this moment, holding a bright yellow scroll high in both hands.

The courtiers who were closer consciously made a way for him, and then, together with their colleagues beside him, watched him walk forward step by step with such a posture of holding the holy decree. No one spoke, for at this moment they were all engrossed in the decree, wondering only what it was about.

Xiao Quanzi stood directly on the steps under the dragon chair, just like Situ Shu before, and then looked at the courtiers who had suddenly quieted down.

"I just heard that your lordships are thinking about the affairs of the new emperor, but in fact, there is no need to argue about this matter at all. In fact, before His Majesty died, he had already written the edict of succession, and it is in the hands of the slaves at the moment. ”

After he finished speaking, he slowly opened the holy decree he was holding in his hand. When the courtiers saw his actions, they didn't care about arguing anymore, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and shouted in unison: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!" ”

Seeing the holy decree is like seeing the emperor. Although the emperor has died now, and he is a eunuch with a holy decree, after all, the rules cannot be broken. In addition, the courtiers were divided into two factions and had just had an argument, and neither of them wanted to leave a handle for the other to chew on the root of the tongue, so they naturally could not be negligent in this kind of rule.

The holy decree in Xiao Quanzi's hand was the one that Zhuo Yu had taken the time to write a few days ago, and it had been specified in black and white that he would pass the throne to the regent Wei Chi Jin. When he read the decree, the courtiers were a little surprised, but they felt as if it was reasonable.

After the decree was read, Xiao Quanzi also specially turned over the decree and showed it to the ministers. Those who got closer could clearly recognize that it was Zhuo Yu's handwriting, and there was also a gold seal stamped by the jade seal. Therefore, even those who had the heart to doubt the truth of this holy decree could not speak at this time.

The matter of the regent becoming the new emperor was a foregone conclusion, and the two factions that were still quarreling over this matter naturally ceased to fight. When the dynasty retreated, the opposing side almost left in a somewhat gray way. When they left, they were still thinking in their hearts, fortunately, the regent helped deal with the emperor's funeral and other matters today, otherwise if they knew what they did, they would definitely not be able to eat and go around.

At this time, the people who handled the burial and the people who should be "buried" were sitting in a corner where no one was around, drinking spring tea and eating small snacks. Because they are surrounded by Wei Chijin's people, the two of them are quite leisurely, just like eating fragrant tea in the afternoon at their own home.

At this moment, someone had already handed back a message about what happened in the previous dynasty, Zhuo Yu listened, and while taking a bite of the pastry, he said with a smile: "You see, your popularity is bad on weekdays, and half of the courtiers are against you sitting on the throne!" ”

Yu Chi Jin took a sip of tea very indifferently, and even his tone was light, with a strange look: "This has nothing to do with popularity, they are just afraid that I will touch their interests." ”

Zhuo Yu deliberately sighed heavily: "Alas, I can't joke with you!" ”

Of course she knew this, if she hadn't been in that position for so many years. But she clearly intended to laugh with him, who was really worried about his popularity?

Thinking of this, she glared at Wei Chi Jin with her eyes, and her appearance was deliberately a little fierce, as if she wanted to stare him out of a hole. The dignified regent doesn't understand the customs so much!