Fengtian Temple is still the same Fengtian Palace, but Zhu Youzhen always feels that it is a little different from what he remembers.

Obviously, I came here eight days ago and personally presided over the sunset pilgrimage.

In just a few days, the Fengtian Temple was extremely deserted.

Zhu Youzhen stepped on the imperial steps step by step, and finally walked to the dragon chair in the middle, and put his hand on it.

The dragon head carved on the handrail is very cold, and the color is no longer bright and brilliant, which symbolizes the supremacy of heaven and earth The throne is particularly dim at this moment, just like the current Ming Dynasty, just like this crumbling imperial power.

Although Zhu Youzhen did not sit up, behind him, starting with Zhu Chunchen and Lu Wanxue and the entire Donglin Party, all knelt down in unison.

“...... The hearts of the group are looking forward, His Royal Highness is forever cherished, with a few words flea lotus by the favor of the ball, the emperor is explained, the emperor Fan Guang is restored, the holy virtue is in the sun and the moon, the Mianfeng calendar and lays the great picture, and the country is long in the world. ”

Have you even rehearsed your persuasion words?

Zhu Youzhen turned his back to the ministers, so he was able to sneer.

It's really good to prepare for it with both hands.

If he died in the hands of Wei Zhongxian, who should he say to the persuasion words that this group of people had worked so hard to practice?

Wang Chengen, who was guarding the side, saw that Zhu Youzhen did not react for a long time, and he couldn't help but be a little worried at the moment, and just about to remind him when he stepped forward with half a step, he heard Zhu Youzhen's voice sound.

"All the emperors are exempt from courtesy, lonely, lonely and now confused, the first emperor has just made a big trip, although there is a testament to be located in Lonely, but Lonely, looking shallow and thin, how can he accept the weight of the ancestral inheritance? I've been working hard all night, and I'm scared. ”

To persuade in, you always have to go through the process of persuasion and resignation.

They are all demons cultivated by foxes for thousands of years, and there is no commotion on anyone yet.

Zhu Chunchen stood up and immediately said when he heard the words.

"And today, there are Jiannu Kou disturbing the frontier restlessly, and there are thieves poisoning the place erosion, the country cannot be without a king for a day, I hope that His Royal Highness will remember the importance of the ancestors and the society, and the suffering of the people of Li, and ascend to the great treasure as soon as possible to reassure the people."

"I hope that His Royal Highness will ascend to the great treasure as soon as possible to reassure people's hearts."

Zhu Youzhen then turned around and shed tears on Jintai: "There is the first emperor who entrusts the country, and there are hundreds of officials who ask for it, and they are lonely and unbearable." It's a pity. ”

Wang Zuoyuan, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, stood up: "Your Highness, Taizu issued the Emperor's ancestral teachings, my father has the son of the world who wants to be the master for ten thousand years, and the heir has no queen to be a brother and a brother, who can blaspheme?"

Xianwu Zong Bintian, Sejong succeeded to the throne, that is, in accordance with the ancestral teachings, in order, not to mention that the edict of the first emperor was also issued in accordance with the ancestral teachings, His Royal Highness must not resign. ”

The ministers returned and persuaded three times.

The process has come this far, just right.

Huangming Zuxun also moved out, and Zhu Youzhen could finally agree 'reluctantly'.

"That's it, that's it." Zhu Youzhen sighed: "Although the virtue is thin, but the training of the Taizu does not dare to disrespect, the right and the royal it, when the sages of the clan pour out, the lonely Zen is located in the sage." ”

Xu Xianchun's eyes were bright, and when he heard the words, he immediately kowtowed and shouted.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, long live, long live, long live!"

The chaotic sound of long live was heard in the Fengtian Hall in an instant, and Zhu Youzhen closed his eyes quietly, listening to the faint cry of sorrow.

The death ceremony of the first emperor has not yet been carried out, but he first ascended the throne in this Fengtian Temple.

Amusing!

There is no enthronement ceremony, no succession edict, nothing.

This is a special time when everything is simplified.

It's like a grass stage team at all, and it's a child's play to a ridiculous handover of power.

It was also at this time that Wang Zuoyuan seemed to remember Zhu Youxiao, whose bones were not cold.

"Palace, Your Majesty, the first emperor is in a big line, and the ritual should be handled by the Ministry of Rites, but now, the celebrant controls the inner court and does not let the ministers enter the hall."

Zhu Youzhen, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, frowned slightly.

The Donglin Party is about to begin?

Zhu Chunchen watched silently and coldly, he was neither the Donglin Party, nor Wei Zhongxian's party, he represented the Fifth Military Government, holding the Beijing camp in his hand, and they formed their own party.

It can be called, the honorable party.

Now there are three forces in the Ming Dynasty, and the most popular party is naturally the eunuch party, followed by the Donglin party, which has protégés everywhere in the provinces and has taken root, and finally the noble party that is not famous, and the left and right are not offended.

It is said that the three parties are vying for power, and the court situation is the most balanced and most conducive to the emperor's control, but in fact, these three parties, which party is beyond the grasp of imperial power.

It's not that they're too strong, it's that the imperial power is too weak.

Therefore, the so-called equilibrium does not exist, there is, only endless pouring.

From the first year of the Apocalypse to the third year, the Donglin Party suppressed the Eunuch Party and all other parties, and in the fourth year of the Apocalypse, the Eunuch Party grew rapidly and became powerful, even Ye Xianggao, Zhao Nanxing, and others, who were the leaders of the Donglin Party, were not opponents, and they died and fled for a while.

More than 300 officials in Beijing alone were arrested, killed, and exiled.

There are even fewer people who have been raided and destroyed in the local area.

Now Zhu Youxiao has died and his debts have been eliminated, and he has left six cleans, but he threw this mess to Zhu Youzhen.

Without the blessing of imperial power, the eunuch party lost the most important hole card, and also let the Donglin party see the opportunity for resurgence.

And Zhu Youzhen is the best hyacinth to ignite their handful of dead ashes.

Wang Zuoyuan's voice sounded the clarion call for the Donglin Party to counterattack the eunuch party.

They want to enter the palace and take over the rituals of the emperor of Daxing, and at the same time, ask the sin priest and the celebrant supervisor!

At this time, it is the most turbulent stage of the political whirlpool, and it is better to see whether everyone is a human or a ghost, and to hear everyone's political calculations clearly.

For example, Xu Xianchun.

This Jinyi Guard, who has been following Tian Ergeng and is willing to be Wei Zhongxian's five sdogs, was the first to come out and wave the flag and shout.

"Your Majesty, what Wang Shilang said is reasonable, worship is the foundation of the country, the first emperor is great, and the ritual is not allowed to be presided over by the Ministry of Rites, what kind of system will it become."

Zhu Youzhen then raised his eyelids.

Then he stood up with his tired body.

"How to handle the first emperor's great sacrifice ceremony, we can't just say it here, draft the decree, tomorrow, all the officials above the fifth grade in Beijing will enter the palace, and discuss the emperor's ceremony, and the military attachés of the five military offices, the various departments will give the matter, and the servants of the Hanlin Academy will all participate."

After a pause, Zhu Youzhen looked at Zhou Yanru in the crowd again.

"Yanru."

"The minister is here."

"Mrs. Ye's body, can you hold on?"

Zhou Yanru immediately raised his head, and then felt that it was a little inappropriate to look directly at Zhu Youzhen, so he hurriedly lowered his head and said: "The minister doesn't dare to say anything, after staying, he will immediately pass on this matter to the Taifu." ”

"If you talk to Taifu, you must say it." Zhu Youzhen advised: "If Taifu can come, my heart will be more steady." ”

"Yes."

Zhu Youzhen didn't say anything more, got up and left.

But he was not outside the palace, but to the side hall, which was going to go to the harem.

Wang Chengen was dumbfounded.

hurriedly followed, and fearfully stopped him with words.

"Won't Your Majesty reply to the palace?"

"Haven't I already succeeded to the throne?" Zhu Youzhen stopped, turned his head to look at the hundreds of people who were still in the hall in a daze, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Why, I am the emperor, do I still want to escape from the palace and live in my own three caves?" ”

After that, he shook his sleeves and moved forward boldly.

"Send someone to pick up the princess and tell her, I, Yuji Atrium, take her into Kunning, tonight, I will sleep in the palace!"

Seeing Zhu Youzhen's domineering back disappear, a group of people with different thoughts all left.

The farcical persuasion to succeed to the throne is over.

But an even more terrifying political battle is about to take place.

Xu Xianchun walked out of the Fengtian Palace, looked at Luo Yangxing, who stood like a pine and cypress not far away, and beckoned.

The latter hurried forward.

"Tonight, King Xin, oh no, it's the new emperor, and he wants to live in the palace and protect the holy driver."

Luo Yangxing listened with his head down, and there was a fire rising in his eyes, made of desire and ambition.

"General rest assured, the last general will protect His Majesty thoroughly."

"Don't be too nervous, King Xin himself still has hundreds of submarine guards, and you will also put a sentry on the periphery." Xu Xianchun rubbed his hands and let out a hot breath: "What the hell has it been in the past few years, it's not yet September, it's cold like this." ”

"Do this well, and you can add layers to your official robes."

Stomping his feet, Xu Xianchun strode away, his face radiant, and raised his hand into the distance and shouted.

"Grandpa Guo, Grandpa Guo, and so on."

Luo Yangxing's hanging head tilted up, staring at Xu Xianchun's back and drifting away, and before he straightened his waist, he said to the hundred households behind him.

"Go to Beizhen Fusi and call Ding Xiu."

The henchman was obviously stunned for a moment, it was a fast knife, a knife that Luo Yangxing had forged for nearly ten years.

Raised in Beizhen Fusi, there are not many people who know.

I couldn't understand it, and Baihu still responded with a fist.

"Yes."