After the ceremony, Yang Zao, a scholar of Hanlin, quickly stepped into the hall.

Huang Men took the two holy decrees that he had already prepared in his hand, stood at the head of the bed, and read them aloud respectively.

Zhao Rui's face was expressionless, and after listening to it, he asked people to put the holy decree in front of him, squinted his eyes and read it carefully one by one, he didn't believe in others anymore, anything, as long as it was not placed under his nose, he would have a strong suspicion in his heart.

The quiet in the Funing Palace was abnormal, Huang Zhaoliang, Sun Bian, Li Hui and others had their own thoughts, none of them spoke, and the imperial doctors gathered around the bed, each doing their own thing.

Zhao Rui's breathing sound was very loud, as if there was something blocked in his chest, and it was very difficult to exhale and inhale normally.

Huang Zhaoliang and the others didn't dare to go to the outer hall, but they were afraid that the Son of Heaven would suddenly have something long and short, and he was not around.

The imperial doctor was still administering the needle, and the door official outside dragged out a long voice.

One by one, the Queen Mother arrived.

Huang Zhaoliang and a few people stepped forward to salute, and before the salute was finished, they could hear the sound of the successive passages outside, it was Zhao Hao, the king of Ji, and Zhao Duo, the king of Wei.

The two of them came back and forth, only a dozen steps between each other, but one before and one after entering the hall, they did not look at each other, after entering the inner hall, they were left and right, standing separately, with a distance of about one zhang in the middle, and saluted to the Empress Dowager Zhang respectively.

One or two vassal kings lived back in the palace again, waiting day and night, as soon as the Yellow Gate passed the edict, they immediately left, obviously living much farther than the Empress Dowager Zhang, and they arrived at about the same time as her.

Immediately afterwards, the important ministers of the two prefectures, the first level of the intellectual system, the imperial history platform, the Hanlin Academy, the Jinzhi and the near lineage clan, etc., gathered in the Funing Palace one by one.

The two officials who were repairing the living notes were already kneeling on a futon not far away with pen and paper in their hands, each with a small table in front of them.

There are more and more people in the Funing Palace, but there is still no one to speak, at first no one spoke, and then no one dared to speak, only Zhao Rui's "ho ho" breathing echoed in the inner hall full of people, and it became more and more dynamic.

The ceremonial officer counted the people, but there were still a few who had not arrived.

He stepped forward and reported to Zhao Rui.

Zhao Rui looked at Huang Zhaoliang who looked down and said, "Huang Qing officiates, I want to meditate." ”

His voice wasn't loud, mixed with a strange hissing sound in his chest.

Huang Zhaoliang responded, took a few steps forward, found a suitable place, and stood on the officiating seat.

Hearing the word "inner Zen", there was already a small commotion below.

Unlike yesterday, when there were only more than 20 important ministers of the two prefectures in the palace, more people were summoned in today.

The news was well stopped, and the incident did not happen long, and many people did not even know that the Son of Heaven was bitten by a poisonous snake, let alone that there had been a big quarrel yesterday over whether he should succeed the emperor or pass on the throne of the vassal king.

Zhao Rui, with the help of the imperial doctor, half sat up, glanced at the hall, looked at dozens of courtiers one by one, and finally stopped his eyes on Zhao Hao, the king of Ji, and Zhao Duo, the king of Wei, and couldn't help lingering on the two.

Both of them bowed their heads half-bowed, as if they had never felt their brother's gaze.

After a few moments of hesitation, Zhao Rui's gaze finally stayed on Zhao Duo, the king of Wei.

He said: "Zhao Duo, the king of Wei, has a good character, righteousness and benevolence, and is worthy of a great position......

Zhao Rui slowly read out a paragraph.

He almost said word for word, full of words of praise for Zhao Duo, the king of Wei, and said that he wanted to pass on this person.

Empress Yang's hands were twisted together, her hands turned white, and her face was even more ugly.

If she was still a little blinded by the impulse, at this time the impulse retreated, and the whole person came to her senses, and she began to feel that something was wrong.

Although Zhao Rui was sure when he heard it, Queen Yang couldn't help but be apprehensive.

After Zhao Rui finished speaking, he handed a holy decree in his hand to the chamberlain in front of him, and said, "Use the seal." ”

The seal of the Son of Heaven was quickly taken over, stained with ink, and pressed heavily on the holy decree.

"Take it to Huang Qing."

With Zhao Rui's dispatch, a small yellow door quickly presented the holy decree to Huang Zhaoliang with both hands.

Zhao Rui said: "The Chinese book is printed." ”

Even if it is an edict of the Zen position, it generally needs to be printed in the middle book before it can take effect, if the Chinese book cannot be printed, in a hurry, there must be more than two ministers and assistants to sign at the same time.

At this time, everyone was there, the Son of Heaven spoke, and Huang Zhaoliang took the holy decree and held it in his hand, but he didn't move for a long time.

Sun Bian, who was not far away, urged: "Huang Guanren! ”

Many officials also looked at him and urged silently.

Huang Zhaoliang had to take out the seal of the prime minister's signature from his arms.

He opened the holy decree, hesitated for two sentences, took the seal, and was about to press it at the place where he was registered, when suddenly he heard a person from afar and said: "Your Majesty, Zhao Duo, the king of Wei, is a person with great ambition and talent, good face and evil heart, insidious and treacherous, and murder of his brother, he is really not worthy of a big responsibility!" Please think again, Your Majesty! ”

Although as long as it is an attack on a political enemy, no one will be stingy with ugly words, and naturally whatever words are disgusting, people will put any words on the other party, but scolding a vassal king like this, or a vassal king who has been designated by the Son of Heaven as the next emperor, is a surprise to people.

The day before yesterday, everyone was arguing with each other, arguing about whether they should "establish a vassal king" or "succeed the emperor's heir", and the target was all objects and things, but not a single person.

Huang Zhao took the seal back suddenly, and looked up to follow the prestige.

Hundreds of eyes shot at the place where the sound came from.

The speaker held his head high and his eyes blazing.

One by one is Wu Yi, a bachelor of Hanlin.

Zhao Rui's face was stunned, and he also stared at the other party, and asked, "Do you have any evidence for your remarks today?" Which brother did Zhao Duo murder? ”

As he spoke, his chest rose and fell so loudly that the yellow door on the side had to step forward to give him relief, lest this son of heaven accidentally turn his back on his breath for a while.

Zhao Hao didn't say a word, he didn't even raise his head, he didn't even raise his head, even if he half-lowered his head, he didn't even blink his eyes.

And Zhao Duo, the king of Wei, who was quite far away from him, also behaved in general, as if he was not the one who was scolded for "murdering his brother" and "insidious and treacherous".

"The minister has a confession, and there are witnesses, all of whom say that there is an inside story in the death of King Jin that day!"

King Jin is the younger brother of Zhao Ruixingwu, and also the most favored son of Empress Dowager Zhang, who fell to his death from a running horse many years ago, although there were some doubts at the time, but in the end he did not continue to investigate.

Wu Yiting raised his head with his back high, although there was no music in his hand, he was reading the guilt of Zhao Duo, the king of Wei, in the Funing Palace little by little.

He is eloquent, logically rigorous, and has sufficient evidence, but there is no strong evidence, and he counted it out one, two, three, four, as if it had become a very powerful corroboration.

With Wu Yi's words, the hall could no longer maintain its former quietness.

The more Wu Yi spoke, the more excited he became, his temples on both sides were already slightly raised, and he said loudly: "...... Privately opened a field with Xiazhou, bought and sold medicinal materials, gold mines, and copper mines in the north, smuggled them into the country, and deceived the defenders of Yanzhou as the king of the domain, causing the border to fall ......"

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