In the crowd, several people seemed to be out of place with the 'excited' people next to them, and from the beginning of the enthronement ceremony until the sudden change, these people remained silent, and their 'elite' eyes were obscured by the extremely low hats.

"Did the prince hear what Lian Song said? Could it be that the first emperor ......"

"Do you believe even Song's words?" Wen Moqing's tone was indifferent, slightly raised the edge of the hat, and carefully patrolled the surroundings of the altar, "Even the eight masters under Song are here, Gushui is responsible for close protection on the top floor of the pavilion, and I will point out the positions of the other seven people to you." If there is 'chaos' and 'chaos' in the first place, you must remember to give priority to eradicating Lian Song, and only by eradicating the culprit can the 'chaos' situation in the government of the Yuan Kingdom be stopped. ”

Immediately following Wen Moqing was a young general, who was a little dissatisfied with Wen Moqing's title to Wen Mozheng as the fourth prince, and when he heard this, he immediately put on an opposing attitude: "The emperor's golden body is the most important, how can it be placed in the second place?" Now that the emperor has exposed the wolf skin of the 'traitor' minister in public, there is no need to worry about him doing evil, our first task is naturally to protect the emperor, and then to kill the 'traitor' minister, the prince should not put the cart before the horse! ”

"Then you stick to your roots." Wen Moqing didn't argue with it, and didn't even pay attention to this kind of protest that seemed to him to be quite boring, and moved a few steps closer to the altar than the crowd, and the sound on the stage became more and more clear.

On the altar, Wen Mozheng was extremely angry at the shouting from the pavilion, although he knew that it was only the little eunuch next to Lian Song who was passing a word to him, but he could feel that Lian Song's unique contempt and ridicule were hidden in his words.

Killing his father and killing the king, these four words are Wen Mozheng's eternal sin and pain in this life.

A touch of warmth gently fell on the back of Wen Mozheng's hand, and he turned his head in astonishment, and Tang Jinyi's encouraging gaze came into his eyes, soft and firm. Wen Mozheng took a deep breath, waited for his heart to beat violently and calmed down a little, and his young and brave eyes were full of sharpness: "I admit that the death of the first emperor is indeed related to me, because it was Lian Song who controlled me and killed the first emperor with his own hands!" ”

The noise became louder and louder, some people shouted in support of Wen Mozheng, others remained suspicious, and no one would believe it, and the imperial city guards who were transferred to block the people could not resist the 'tide', and were gradually pushed to the foot of the altar.

"Lian Song controlled the first emperor with 'medicine', and the first emperor was tortured to the point of dying before his death, which the imperial doctor in the palace can testify." In the midst of the 'chaos' and 'chaos', a clear 'female' voice came out, making the noisy crowd a little quieter.

Tang Jinyi stood side by side beside Wen Mozheng, looked around under the altar, and was a little resolute and resolute between his eyebrows: "A few days ago, I secretly sent someone to search the Fenghuan Palace where the noble concubine lived, and found several boxes of 'medicine' powder of unknown origin in the Fenghuan Palace, and several boxes of the imperial doctor concluded that they had the effect of flattering, and the emperor was affected by these 'medicine' powders in the past two years Also, the person who colluded with the noble concubine to frame the imperial concubine in the past has confessed the facts, and the person who really did evil in the harem is none other than the noble concubine who is from Qingyue Country with Lian Song. There are all the human and material evidence, I want to ask the Prime Minister and the noble concubine, do you still want to continue to quibble? ”

"Presumptuous! Who allowed you to spew blood here?! Come on, take down this demon 'girl' who charmed the emperor and provoked trouble! Lan Zhirong's face changed sharply, she slapped the table and stood up, and her fingers made a coquettish sound in the center of the altar.

Nearly 100 civil officials and military generals in the pavilion moved, but no one came forward to carry out the orders of either side.

As Lian Song speculated, these people who still stayed in the court and served in the court were all grasses and old slippery heads, the most 'fine' way of protecting themselves and seeing the wind and steering, and before the deep-rooted Lian Song and Wen Mozheng who took advantage of everything, they all planned to pretend to be deaf and dumb and ignore the truth, just waiting for the 'advance' to the end to tie up the winner.

"The new emperor is the new emperor after all, the chess pieces can't escape the fate of the chess pieces, so young and vigorous and not brainy, no wonder I have been fighting with the second prince for many years without any results." Lian Song picked up the teacup for a long time, sneered, lowered his eyelids and was too lazy to look at the 'chaos' and 'chaos' scenes.

Wen Mozheng also had a faction of forces behind him, but these people turned around and left as early as when he abandoned Jun Wunian and "defected" to Lian Song, and became the prince of the prison country until the period of Emperor Dayuan, he did not gather any solid strength as a backer, so that at such a critical moment, no high-ranking and powerful person stood up to say a word for Wen Mozheng.

Even Song had expected this situation for a long time, and it was precisely because of this that he didn't take Wen Mozheng in his eyes, and he didn't worry that the enthronement ceremony would become his fate.

Seeing that although the situation was 'chaotic' and 'chaotic', no one dared to make a move on her, Lan Zhirong couldn't help but feel a lot more relieved, squinted at Lian Song, and stood in front of the railing of the pavilion with a graceful posture.

"This palace has never 'confused' the first emperor, the first emperor has died so far, this palace has been keeping filial piety for the first emperor, and even the queen mother and even the imperial concubine have never competed for the position, how can you have wolf ambitions? However, the emperor and the queen were ungrateful, and they did everything possible to connect the adults and the palace in the palace, and kept spreading rumors outside, saying that the palace and the people were holding the princes hostage to order the princes, overstepping their authority to control the government, and wrongfully saying that the first emperor was killed by the emperor. This has just ascended to the throne with the support of Lord Lian, and the emperor can't wait to depose the two of us, in the final analysis, it is just to cover up their dirty and filthy deeds by killing people! When the words landed, Lan Zhirong squeezed out a few tears, pinched the silk handkerchief and wiped her eyes and sobbed.

"Farce." In the distance, Wen Moqing frowned.

"What's next? You can't drag it out like this, can you? Now it seems that those courtiers are really unreliable, and it is unlikely that they will speak out to eliminate the 'traitor' ministers and concubines, and our rash jumping on the altar will only make the situation more 'chaotic'. Among the people who walked with Wen Moqing, the middle-aged man with a sheep's horn beard whispered.

Wen Moqing raised his hand and signaled everyone behind him to be calm: "Don't worry, someone will come forward." ”

As soon as Wen Mo's words were finished, a sneer came from the altar, passing through the noisy crowd and piercing straight into Lan Zhirong's heart.

"Who was the emperor victimized, Concubine Yun is the one who knows best, your despicable methods back then, now it's time for the world to know!"

The voice was sonorous and powerful, and she still called Lan Zhirong a concubine between her words, on the one hand, it made everyone roughly understand that this person did not recognize the throne of Emperor Wen Mozheng, and on the other hand, it also faintly 'revealed' a clue - this person probably has the same status and rank as Concubine Yun.

As soon as she sneered, Lan Zhirong immediately broke out in a cold sweat, and searched everywhere with her panicked eyes, trying to find out the person who attracted everyone's attention. Soon, an inconspicuous figure broke into Lan Zhirong's sight, and under the curious gaze of countless Nahans, step by step, he ascended to the high altar.

The simple big hat with a horn hat, the mysterious sense of the visitor was set off almost to the extreme, and the moment he raised his hand and pulled off the corner hat to 'reveal' his true face, there was a gasp sound on the side of the pavilion.

"Emperor, Imperial Concubine?!"

If you ignore the fact that she was deposed in her early years and entered the cold palace, Long Yue'er should now be the identity of the imperial concubine, but there is no trace of the invasion of the long years on her face, if someone calms down and thinks about it, they will be surprised to find that in fact, Long Yue'er is still very young, she has just experienced too much and carried too much, so she will have such a calm and heavy feeling, as well as the graceful demeanor of the emperor.

The phoenix's eyes were shining, looking around indifferently, Long Yue'er bowed slightly to the person who recognized her, the 'lips' and eyebrows were elegant and calm, and her demeanor was all right: "In the hands of this palace, there is a secret letter from the emperor when he was imprisoned by Lian Song and Yun Guifei, and many 'yin' plots of the 'traitor' concubine and the minister are clearly written in black and white. ”

Long Yue'er is Wen Jingyuan's imperial concubine, her status is still above Lan Zhirong, and she already controls the power of the patriarchal faction. The moment she appeared in front of everyone, Lan Zhirong's advantage of her status and identity immediately collapsed, and Long Yue'er shouted those few words, obviously the tendency of the group of ministers at the helm to see the wind quickly reversed.

Seeing that the situation was becoming more and more unfavorable to her, Lan Zhirong panicked: "It's nonsense!" The emperor couldn't move at that time, let alone write a letter, and even if there were, it must have been forged by you! ”

After listening to Lan Zhirong's rebuttal, Long Yue'er laughed instead of being angry, and her cold expression was sarcastic: "Since this is the case, then please explain to Concubine Yun, where did those so-called edicts come from during the emperor's serious illness?" Who is slandering the princess of Dingyuan Wang, and who decided to honor the fourth prince as the crown prince? Is this enthronement ceremony an obedience to the will of the emperor of heaven, or is there a shady 'yin' plot in it? In front of the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty and the people, please make it clear to Concubine Yun and Lord Lian! ”

The two phases 'crossed' each other, and they immediately saw the superiority.

When a low sigh came from behind her, Lan Zhirong knew that the consequences of her reckless and stupid actions were irreparable.

"Lonely water, get ready to go." Lian Song got up after a while, and casually dusted off a trace of dust on his white clothes.

Lan Zhirong didn't know where Lian Song was going by "go", and was afraid that he would abandon herself, so she hurriedly followed with the corner of her skirt, and because she was in a hurry, she almost collided with Lian Song who suddenly stopped.

Looking at the altar thoughtfully, Lian Song stretched out his index finger and tapped the corner of his forehead, and there was a hint of regret in his tone: "I'm really sorry for the first emperor for leaving such a mess." Lonely water, let them have a good time, the rare enthronement ceremony, it's better to be lively - by the way, don't forget what I like, if you can't keep it, then it's all ruined. ”

Gu Shui nodded expressionlessly, but Lan Zhirong couldn't understand what Lian Song was saying, and she was in no mood to speculate in a panic, so she hurriedly left before the gradually 'approaching' soldiers and angry crowd arrived.

The grand enthronement ceremony seems to have become a sarcastic joke, whether Wen Mozheng, the prince and emperor, is justified or not, maybe he will become a powerless prince tomorrow wearing the purple gold emperor clothes.

However, these results that have not yet come did not make Wen Mozheng disheartened and depressed, on the contrary, the long-lost relaxed and happy expression appeared on the young face, with a full happy smile.

"Jinyi, I did it, and sure enough, as long as you are here, everything will go smoothly."

Tang Jinyi didn't speak, he smiled back with a sigh of relief, raised his face slightly, and the two of them touched each other's foreheads, passing on the most intimate and greedy temperature to each other.

denying his glory and returning the throne he had received, Tang Jinyi knew that it was not easy. After experiencing countless pains and tribulations, Wen Mozheng finally escaped from the clutches and let go of the dream he had been pursuing for many years, and this was mostly for her.

This kind of happiness is not something that every 'girl' is fortunate enough to enjoy.

"Don't rejoice too early, now you are still the emperor, hurry up and control the situation!" Long Yue'er drank low, instantly dissipating the sweet and warm atmosphere.

Wen Mozheng raised his head with a red face, took a deep breath, and roared like thunder: "The forbidden military camp listened to the order and arrested the 'traitor' minister Lian Song, the criminal concubine Changyun and their henchmen, but there are those who resist, and there is no forgiveness for killing!" ”

The moment the words landed, the seven figures jumped up quickly from all corners, and several people drilled out of the crowd and went straight to the seven figures, the leader was the prince of Dingyuan, the young master of the Junzilou Broken Army,