February 1884 in the summer calendar.

Spring has arrived, the willow branches outside the summer capital city of Luo'an have drawn out tender green new shoots, all kinds of exotic flowers compete to open, under the exceptionally bright sunshine, visitors and bees and butterflies stop together in the fragrant flowers, the young girls dressed up and the brilliant flowers complement each other.

This should have been a beautiful spring, but the head of Luo'an City hung an ominous plain white spirit flag, the night before yesterday, the palace people in the Chongyang Palace stretched out their voices to report the mourning "The emperor died !!!!".

The emperor died! The emperor died! After the news came, the Great Xia Imperial Court undoubtedly exploded with a thunderclap. The ministers built a high altar in front of the temple to place his coffin. Next to the altar is his throne, which houses his ring and the blade of the kingdom that made him famous.

Of course, a huge country can not be succeeded by no one, the emperor left an edict, when the gloomy face of the prince unfolded the bright yellow edict in public, only four words, full of shock - "succession Yiyang". The ministers present all looked at the prince's face and looked at each other.

The imperial court is in turmoil, and everyone is thinking of countermeasures in order to survive this coming storm of power.

However, the people of Luo'an City could not see these intrigues, and they hung white flags in front of their homes to commemorate the monarch who brought prosperity to Bactria.

His name was Chu Zhaoyang, the youngest and most promising king in the history of Great Xia, who ascended to the throne at the age of nineteen. At the funeral of the first emperor, the envoys of the Nineteen Kingdoms were arrogant and demanded that the young Xia Emperor cede a large area of land. Their countries all border Great Xia, and the new emperor is still in its infancy, and now is the best time to annex it. Great Xia had weakened, and they were confident that they could easily eat the aging dragon with their union.

Listening to their request, the ministers of Great Xia all talked about cutting the land, but the young Chu Zhaoyang smiled and handed them the nineteen maps. When the envoy of the Nineteen Kingdoms unfolded the map with great joy, the redivided territory of Great Xia was fully doubled, and he even arrogantly demanded that the Nineteen Kingdoms cede the land!

Except for an envoy from a country called Northern Qi, everyone else angrily threw the map to their feet. They failed to get out of the Great Xia Imperial Court, and the next moment, the sharp wind pierced the air, and Chu Zhaoyang drew his sword on the spot and killed eighteen people, his movements were so fast that no one could see clearly. As he sheathed his sword, blood gushed out of the eighteen man's neck arteries and gurgled to the ground, staining the steps in front of the temple red. The Northern Qi envoy stepped over a pool of blood, respectfully handed back the map, and admitted his conditions.

The ministers of Great Xia thought he was crazy, and the envoy was killed, and the kings of the Eighteen Kingdoms were furious. They united to declare war on Great Xia, and only Northern Qi allied with Great Xia, two against eighteen, and it seemed that there was no chance of victory.

But the facts proved that the vision of the envoy of the Northern Qi Dynasty, Chu Zhaoyang drove the expedition in person, and the iron hooves of the Xia ** team broke through the gates of every country. Only three years later, eight of the eighteen states were destroyed, six ceded large tracts of land, and the other four became vassals of Bactria . On the battlefield, Chu Zhaoyang personally charged, and the enemy's position collapsed.

It is said that when the sword in his hand named Qingfeng is stained with blood, the scales of steel will float. The monarchs of all countries revere him, and because of the special attributes of that sword, he is also known as the "Great Xia Dragon Emperor".

Legend has it that this "Great Xia Dragon Emperor" was cruel and ruthless to his enemies on the battlefield, but he was polite to everyone around him in life. He has a handsome face, talks chicly, loves women, not only Daxia, but also girls from other countries are also in love with him, and they all dream of becoming his concubine.

But Chu Zhaoyang only had two wives in his life, and the Empress of Great Xia, who was married to him, gave birth to the famous Princess Willett for him. After the unexpected death of Empress Daxia, he brought back a woman when he went out, and people were amazed by the beauty and dignity of that woman, and felt that a beautiful woman like her could be worthy of Chu Zhaoyang. A year later, the woman gave birth to the empire's eldest son, Chu Yiyang, and two years later, the empire's second son, Chu Kunyang.

This should have been a perfect royal family, but the mutation occurred three days after Chu Kunyang was born, and while Chu Zhaoyang was out to fight, the ministers of the Xia Kingdom burned the woman to death in the name of God. The reason is that she is a demon who will bring misfortune to the royal family - her feet are covered with tiny scales. After burning her to death, he also banished the two imperial princes, but Chu Zhaoyang did not get as angry as people expected, he didn't even investigate who was responsible, just sat on the edge of the burner and wept silently in front of those ashes.

Since then, the "Great Xia Dragon Emperor", who has made the monarchs of various countries tremble, has completely languished, and he no longer goes out to fight, and he is depressed. The painstakingly established Great Xia regime was controlled by powerful ministers, one faction was the imperial prince Chu Xiong, who held military power, and the other faction was the prime minister's group who held the power of personnel appointment and dismissal.

Now that Chu Zhaoyang is dead, people only remember that there are still two princes in the empire from that paper edict, but now the prince's ascension to the throne is almost a certainty, and anyone who has a pursuit of power will put aside the paper edict and ascend the throne directly.

But the prince was not in a hurry to ascend the throne, and he issued an edict inviting the prince of Yiyang to return to the imperial capital to take power. It is really an insidious method, if the prince does not return to the imperial capital, he can ascend the throne as the only royal family under the pretext that the prince is dead, and if the prince returns to the imperial capital, he can execute them in the name of evil and then ascend the throne, and never suffer in the future. Either way, the result will be the same, and he will be the next emperor. The imperial ministers knew this result but were still helpless - the palace was full of heavily armed troops, and the prince was the marshal of the army.

Three days after the edict was issued, two young men in plain clothes came outside the palace. They are obviously two brothers, the elder brother is calm and soft and calm, but the younger brother has a pair of ominous ice blue eyes, looking at a creepy Senran. They walked to the spiritual platform under the long sword of the guard, and their seemingly weak bodies were full of the majesty of the king.

The eldest son of the empire and the second son of the empire! What are you doing when you come back from this turbulent undercurrent of the imperial capital? Do you really want to inherit the throne as written in the edict? Just by virtue of the identity of the prince and the simple edict?

In the speculation of the ministers, they walked up to the high platform and went to the high spiritual platform, next to the huge coffin was the coveted throne of Great Xia, and the prince stood beside the throne, playing with the long sword and ring left by his brother, and there was no expression on his hard face. But there is no doubt that the sword called Qingfeng will be stained with blood today.

The two princes stood still in front of the coffin, and the prince had drawn his long sword, took the ring, and walked slowly to his two nephews, as if he would not give them any chance. The two princes of the empire were unarmed, even if they had weapons, it was useless, and the prince was also a brave general when he followed Chu Zhaoyang on the expedition, not to mention that he still had an army.

He stood in front of his two nephews, and a breeze blew the emperor's flag. Seeing that the princes of the empire were about to be in different places, the prime minister smiled slightly, killing the prince is undoubtedly the next emperor, and he will naturally be used as the prime minister at that time. In his sleeve is a drafted memorabilia, congratulations to the prince on his power, and he will also have a share of this prince's conspiracy.

But the prince did not do what was expected! He smiled with satisfaction at the two nephews who had hindered his accession to the throne. In front of everyone's eyes, he knelt on one knee, with a ring in one hand and a long sword in the other, held high above the top, "Please enthrone the new monarch!"

The people present were stunned, but the results could not be changed. Chu Yiyang took the ring, Chu Kunyang took the long sword, and looked down coldly at the ministers below. Princess Willett Chu Yunyang personally handed over the edict of the former emperor to Chu Yiyang and helped him to ascend the throne.

Someone objected, "You can't just let the prince ...... like this"

Before the words fell, the cyan sword light shone brightly! Chu Kunyang appeared in front of the minister who raised the objection like a ghost, and the wind brought by the fluttering of his clothes blew across everyone's face. The cyan blade reflected the pair of ice-blue eyes, and the scales of steel slowly floated, and blood flowed from the man's neck and splashed on the other people's clothes, staining small patches of red.

This ghostly speed, this iron-blooded style! He completely inherited Chu Zhaoyang's ability! The ministers trembled with fright! The prime minister's white hair was covered with fine beads of sweat, and the hands in his sleeves were soaked, and he could hardly hold it steadily. The solemn-looking soldiers knelt down on one knee neatly, and the friction of their armor made a neat sound, Chu Kunyang walked up to the altar again and stood next to his brother, his knife-like eyes swept over every face under the steps.

As the prime minister couldn't control his kneeling, all the courtiers knelt down as well—the result of not doing so was undoubtedly the same as that unlucky ghost's blood splashing five steps!

Chu Kunyang clenched the edict in his left hand and slowly put the ring on the index finger of his right hand. He raised his right hand alof, and the image of the dragon on the ring sadly lit up everyone's eyes.

He whispered, "God bless me Great Xia, eternal glory!"

Although the voice was soft, it clearly reached everyone's ears. The soldiers shouted in unison: "God bless the Great Xia, eternal glory! God bless Great Xia, eternal glory!" While shouting, they raised their long swords in the air, and the sharp blades reflected the cold light.

Chu Yiyang sat on a high throne, beside him was his sister Chu Yunyang and his younger brother Chu Kunyang, and under his feet was the vast land of Great Xia, but there was no coffin of the emperor and an inspiring army in his clear eyes, and under the clear blue sky, his eyes were as brilliant as the sun in the sky.