"Emperor Daxing did not mention the Queen Mother in his posthumous life, in my opinion, it is better to invite the Queen Mother to Daming Palace to be raised."

In the Qianqing Palace, the six auxiliary ministers gathered, all wearing mourning clothes, and saw Wu talking eloquently.

The emperor's spirit has stopped so far, and the emperor's eldest son, who is not yet ten years old, has been invited, and is being led by the Xue family to cry in the coffin.

King Leshan wiped away his tears and sighed, "This matter... In a hurry, I can't do it."

is an auxiliary minister, and there is a queen mother and a future queen mother hanging on it, which makes people uncomfortable after all.

They are all old and sophisticated people, and Wu Yong is not the only one who has thought about this.

It's just that Duzhong is still not stable, and the queen mother is in a hurry at this time, I am afraid that it will lead to a tongue, so the king of Leshan County has this statement.

Wu Yong understood what King Leshan meant, and said, "Then slow down."

At this time, the eldest son of the emperor inside finished crying, sobbing while being led by the Xue family outside.

"Concubine Niangniang, Your Highness, I hope to mourn."

All the ministers got up one after another to pay their respects.

The affairs of the royal family were also chaotic, and the eldest son of the emperor was not taken by the queen mother, but by the concubines of the Xue family who were born in the imperial merchant family. Several auxiliary ministers remembered Fang Cai's words, and felt more and more that it was good to send the Empress Dowager to Rongyang.

Xue Baochai led the emperor's eldest son to Zhu Majesty, Wu Quan commanded the stool on the side of the dragon chair, and Xue Baochai sat down with the emperor's eldest son.

"The prince is young, and the foolish woman is ignorant, and they all mourn too much, and they don't know what to do. Fortunately, the Emperor Daxing decreed that the auxiliary ministers were there, and they relied on the management of the public and spread far and wide. Again, please don't quarrel over trivial matters and delay the death of the Great Emperor."

This is to expose the emperor's death in advance for Wu Yong, and the ministers kowtow again when they hear this.

In the end, he has entered the palace and controlled the imperial city, although Wu Yong's ministers secretly hated it, they had to put it first, and put the overall situation first.

Lao Zongzheng took the lead and said: "The bell and drum have been ringed, and the ministers have been sent to pay tribute. The Emperor's will asks His Royal Highness to ascend the throne on the same day, to be the first to go to the temple, and then to be seen by a hundred officials in the Taihe Palace the next day."

Xue Baochai said: "There is Lao Zongzheng's actions, I don't know if there is any urgency?"

Lao Zongzheng said: "Ascending the throne is not a one-day thing, first in the temple, that is, the throne of the Son of Heaven, and then in the Taihe Palace tomorrow morning, it is justifiable."

Xue Baochai is afraid of long nights and dreams, after all, the previous emperors succeeded to the throne, and none of them could be regarded as stable.

But since Zong Zheng insisted like this, he looked at Jia Lian without leaving a trace, and saw that he didn't object, Xue Baochai had no choice but to nod.

The imperial city has been under martial law, and only the noon gate is opened all the way, allowing hundreds of officials to enter to pay tribute to the emperor of Daxing.

By dusk in the afternoon, fewer and fewer officials would come to the imperial city.

Lao Zongzheng had already written the sacrificial text at this time, and asked someone to hold the jade seal, and immediately led the emperor's eldest son to the temple.

After the hundred officials, they changed into auspicious clothes and accompanied them.

When it was night, the first emperor's tablet was worshipped, and Lao Zong recited the holy decree of the throne, and then presented the jade seal to the eldest son of the emperor who was ignorant and would sleep.

In this way, it is already considered to have ascended the throne.

After finishing the big event, Xue Baochai caught the new emperor and went to the Qianqing Palace.

Lao Zongzheng looked for Jia Lian and said, "I am afraid of trouble at night, and it is difficult for others to believe it completely, please Rong Guogong to go with me, and ask the Jingying soldiers outside the Shunzhen Gate to enter and obey orders."

Jia Lian was taken aback for a while, reacted, and said, "The emperor had instructed me in advance, so I will go with the boss!"

Lao Zongzheng nodded with satisfaction.

It was late at night, Jia Lian helped arrange the defense, and then was asked by Lao Zongzheng to leave and go to rest.

Jia Lian knew that he couldn't leave the palace, so he only went to the palace and came to the palace, and was about to disband the guards arranged by Shi Guangzhu and Gui Qi, when suddenly the eunuch Wu Quan came to summon him.

"Grandpa Guo, Your Majesty invites you to go to the Qianqing Palace to speak."

"Who?"

Wu Quan took a step closer and said in a low voice, "Actually, it's Niangniang who invited you to go!"

The new emperor is still unknown, so naturally Xue Baochai summoned him by name.

Jia Lian was stunned, and turned his head in the direction of Qianqing Palace.

……

When it was the third watch, it was silent inside and outside

Quiet, the lights are flickering, and the snow is endless.

Outside the imperial city, Lu Junyi, the privy envoy of the dynasty, passed through the Tiren Pavilion, crossed the bridge, and arrived at the Donghua Gate.

The moon and stars are scarce, the sky and the earth are white, only Lu Junyi stepped on soap boots, stepped through the snow, and left footprints of the same depth.

Lu Junyi walked again and went south to the corner tower.

Suddenly, a drum sounded, surging in all directions, alarming half of the imperial city.

On the palace wall, which was originally thought to be dark and uninhabited, rows of torches were suddenly lit to cut through the snowy night.

"Lu Junyi! Your incident has happened!"

On the edge of the southern library of the imperial city, two columns of Yulin guards flashed out, exhaling like white rainbows, holding weapons and surrounding them.

In the corner tower, the king of Zhongshun, who was dressed in a scarlet brocade robe and tied with a yellow belt around his waist, was held by an umbrella and stood on the palace wall, looking down on the people below.

Under the light of the torches, Lu Junyi watched the people around him, and said loudly: "Loyal to the prince, what is the crime of the lower officials?"

The king of Zhongshun sent a message to the people: "You colluded with the ninth brother of the former emperor and the king of the mixed river, Li Junli, to cooperate with the outside world to plot the palace, and you deserve death!" If you are captured, you may be able to keep your clan safe."

Lu Junyi was furious when he heard this: "You dare to frame the general!"

Where would the king of Zhongshun say much, but an ignorant horseman dared to get involved in the government, and immediately waved his sleeves and shouted: "Take it, life and death don't matter!"

There was already a Yu Lin Wei who couldn't hold it back, and raised his waist knife to squeeze it.

Lu Junyi was afraid of his bare hands, gave up his position, held down the man's arm with one hand, cocked his wrist, snatched the waist knife in his hand, and then pressed the man's helmet and fell to the ground.

The green bricks under the snow cracked, and this Yu Lin Wei also stiffened his legs, and there was no movement for a while.

"Good thief!"

Seeing that the trapped beasts were still fighting, the Yulin army on all sides shouted and killed for a while, surging like a tide, and saw swords splashing in all directions. With one person facing the establishment soldiers, anyone who sees it will only feel that the mantis arm is a car.

Lu Junyi was fashionable and stayed behind at the beginning, and he didn't notice that he was cut off by a knife, so he couldn't help but go berserk and tear off the official robe on his body with one hand, so that he could show his hands and feet.

What kind of weapons are they? grabbed a waist knife in his hand, danced with two knives, chopped off the helmet with one knife, and the result came with one knife.

Lu Junyi's body was like a long eye, rushing to kill in front, and avoiding the sword soldiers in the back, inserting a knife in his backhand, breaking into the armor, and struggling to shake it off.

Yu Linwei, who was besieging and killing, roared sadly, and even flew upside down with his armor, and he didn't have time to withdraw, and was crushed by the descendants who threw him closely, and he vomited blood and died.

Where are there one or two places like this, Lu Junyi fought and walked, the white blade in his hand did not stop, and after a while, there was blood under the palace wall.

The golden helmet and golden armor became a torrent of collapsed mountains, but they were cut down to the ground by one person.

"I can't let it go!"

The more King Zhongshun looked at the palace wall, the more frightened he became, and saw Yu Linwei's body all the way to the palace.

Lu Junyi only cared about slashing and killing, and the blade on his right hand was slightly curled and snatched the other hand, and everyone who taught it died, chopping open the hot blood in his throat and spilling it, melting the ice and snow under his feet, revealing the bluestone below.

"Shoot your bow and arrows! Hugh is gone!"

The palace wall was originally the elite of the Beijing camp, and with a shout in the night, dozens of long bows had already been taken out, and they didn't care about the ice and snow dissolving into the bowstring, and they all shot down under the palace wall.

The few remaining Yu Linwei below were all frightened, and Lu Junyi danced his double swords, who dared to get close within three feet.

Suddenly, an arrow went up and down, hitting Lu Junyi's arm, making him stunned.

Lu Junyi only felt that he couldn't lift one arm anymore, and he rolled on the spot between life and death, avoiding an unknown number of arrows.

But let an arrow see the gap, right in the calf.

Lu Junyi let out a roar in his throat, rolled over and got up, barely parrying the oncoming arrow.

Looking at the afterglow, the remaining Yulin Guards all died in this sword rain.

"It must be that the loyal king is afraid of the foreign soldiers in the west, and he has such a poisonous heart and wants to put me to death!"

Lu Junyi's heart was sad, and he gritted his teeth and stood up.

How could the palace wall allow him to rest, and suddenly arrows fell from the sky.

The king of Loyalty, far away, saw that the man below was struck by arrows,

Daxi said, "Put it again! Look at the courage of this horseman!"

Lu Junyi held the knife in one hand, and after barely pushing away a few arrows, the knife soldier in his hand was bounced away by the arrows, and he had no power to parry, and fell to the ground with a bang.

From a distance, it was like a hedgehog growing in the snow, and the scarlet blood was left on the ground.

The rain of arrows finally stopped, and the palace wall looked fixedly, but saw that nearly 100 corpses had been killed inside and out.

Yu Linwei, who had been patrolling so far, arrived, and he didn't dare to move forward.

King Zhongshun shouted, "Don't be alarmed, cut off the head of the thief, and present it to the gate of the Taihe Palace."

The order was given, and a Wu Yu Lin Wei finally had the courage to move forward and step over the corpses everywhere.

But before he could move forward, the corpse that fell to the ground moved again, and he got up with one hand on the ground, unable to see, so he had to look up angrily and howl.

"—Heaven's Father, Kill Me!"

A dry feather forest guard suddenly burst into a dead spirit, and the seven spirits were frightened and the six spirits were shocked, and they crawled out with a rolling belt.

When I came out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, I didn't see any movement and turned back, only to see that the corpse had fallen on its back, and there was no sound.

On the palace wall, King Zhongshun's face was stiff, and he was distracted by the long howl, and it took a long time to stand still on the battlements and grit his teeth.

"It's inhuman—"