The next day, the hundreds of officials and ministers who had "broken up unhappily" the day before gathered again in the Jiaofang Palace.

It's just that Huo Guang was not late today, but was the first to come to the Jiaofang Hall and sat on his own couch.

Empress Shangguan still sat in the first place with a sad face.

Just like the day before, everyone looked different, and it seemed that each had a ghost.

"Yesterday, we and others in the palace have already discussed the candidates for succession, and many people are the first to promote Ling Wang Xu."

"Actually, not only the princes, but also the Shangshu Department received a lot of recitals yesterday, and many people promoted Ling Wang Xu to inherit the unification."

Huo Guang said unhurriedly, holding the recital written by the unknown Lang Guan in his left hand, and knocking on the desk with his right hand a little proudly.

His gaze roamed back and forth in front of the clansmen, as if looking for some signs.

Zongzheng Liu De, Liang Wang Liu Dingguo, Hejian King Liu Qing, Sisui Ling Marquis Liu Guangguo and others all had happy faces.

On the other side, Yang Chang, Cai Yi and Zhang Anshi and others are no longer as indifferent as the day before, and seem to be eager to try.

"The father dies and the son succeeds, and the brother dies and the brother dies, which is in line with the patriarchal system of my Han Dynasty."

When Huo Guang said this, Liu De raised his head and seemed to have heard good news.

Hmph, the sky of the big man can't change color yet, Huo Guang smiled secretly.

He didn't continue, but stood up and raised the "weapon" in his hand.

"However, King Guangling has no virtue and cannot inherit the unification!"

This sentence was loud and sound, and those clan relatives who thought they were sure to win suddenly turned to ashes.

Huo Guang didn't give them a chance to refute, and handed the book in his hand to Yang Chang.

"Yang Gong, please read the recital written by this Lang official."

"No."

Yang Chang slowly opened the book and read it.

"King Tai Bo Li Wang Ji of Zhou, King Wen Sheboyi Kao Li Wu Wang, only in the appropriate, although the abolition of Chang Li is less, and the King of Guangling has no virtue, when Emperor Xiaowu is there, when he talks about the King of Guangling, he is too much...... King Guangling is not allowed to inherit the temple. ”

Yang Chang's voice became louder and faster.

And the faces of Liu De and the other clan relatives are naturally becoming more and more ugly.

This recital written by this unknown Lang official makes it very clear: Emperor Xiaowu said more than once that King Guangling had acted excessively, so even if he was the only surviving son of Emperor Xiaowu, he should not inherit the throne.

The book didn't last long, and Yang Chang finished reading it in a moment.

After Yang Chang finished reading, he handed the book to Cai Yi, the imperial historian beside him.

There is quite a magnanimity between the gestures, compared with the submissive appearance yesterday, it is like two people.

"What this Lang official said is extremely true, he is more sober than the old man, if it weren't for him, I'm afraid I would have to do something to disobey Emperor Xiaowu, it would be really regrettable."

"What the prime minister said is extremely true, King Guangling has no virtue, and he and Wang Dan of Yanra are brothers of the same mother, so I am afraid it is inappropriate to let him inherit the unification." The book has not yet reached Zhang Anshi, but he has already stood in line.

The faces of the clan relatives turned blue and white, and some people wanted to refute it, but under Huo Guangwei's unangry gaze, they still didn't dare to stand up.

When the book was passed through the hands of the princes, the overall situation was decided.

In between three words, Liu Xu, the king of Guangling, had no chance with this Weiyang Palace.

"Since all the princes think that it is not suitable for the king of Guangling to inherit the unification, then I will propose a candidate for your reference."

The crowd immediately sat up straight.

"Madame Li is the only concubine of Emperor Xiaowu who is buried in Maoling, although she is a concubine, she deserves the sacrifice of the queen. When Emperor Xiaowu entrusted the orphan, he specially instructed the old man to be kind to Mrs. Li. ”

"Mrs. Li has only one son, who is the late Changyi Mourning Wang, who was deeply loved by Emperor Xiaowu when he was alive, and Emperor Xiaowu once said, 'Giving birth to a son should be placed in the land of Qilu to influence its etiquette, placed in the land of Yan Zhao, and the heart of the fruit is fighting for power'."

"Although the king of Changyi died young, his son Changyi Wang He is in his youth, he is intelligent, and he grew up in the hometown of Confucius and Mencius, and there are a group of Confucian students who teach, and he must be quite knowledgeable."

Huo Guang's words were slow and logical, but there was no trace of stuckness.

"In my opinion, He Yi, the king of Changyi, will become the heir of the Son of Heaven, inherit the unification, and preside over the funeral of the Son of Heaven."

"The old man said everything, who agrees, who is different?"

Liu He, the king of Changyi?

Everyone remembered this naughty teenager.

Everyone remembers that his conduct doesn't seem to be good.

But everyone can see that this is the final decision of the general, and who can oppose it?

Even the clan relatives saw that the overall situation had been decided, and they didn't dare to say anything more.

Huo Guang stroked his beautiful hair and nodded expressionlessly.

However, at this moment, a crisp voice sounded in the hall again.

"The mourning family does not agree with the king of Changyi to join the heir, and he is the son of heaven."

Huo Guang and the others turned their heads and saw the skinny Empress Shangguan standing up at some point.

Maybe it was because of fear, maybe because of sadness, her whole body trembled.

Everyone didn't dare to speak, and even Yang Chang and Zhang Anshi sat back.

In the final analysis, this is the general's family affair after all, and it is not wise for them, outsiders, to offend either side.

"Huh? What is the Queen's objection? Huo Guang asked suspiciously and dissatisfied.

"Liu He, the king of Changyi, is nineteen years old this year, and the mourning family is not too long, the son is long and the mother is young, isn't it absurd, how can the historian record it?"

Empress Shangguan's words attracted everyone's discussion, and even the somewhat frustrated clan relatives raised their heads and looked at Huo Guang with some provocation and some mockery.

It is impossible for Empress Shangguan's little mayfly to shake Huo Guang's big tree, but why not look at the jokes.

Huo Guang looked at Empress Shangguan with a pale face, and didn't speak for a while.

At this time, Cai Yi, the imperial historian who had not found a chance to speak from beginning to end, stood up.

He was nearly seventy years old, and because he was good at composing poetry, he was recommended by Huo Guang to the son of heaven.

He has served as Taichang and Shaofu, and is now one of the three princes.

Although his rank is very high, he is old, so he is eager to make a contribution in the matter of establishing an heir, so that the new monarch and the general will remember their Cai family.

"Ahem, this matter is not difficult," Cai Yi said: "But in terms of genealogy, change the age of the queen to twelve years older, and change the age of the king of Changyi to five years younger, and the problem will be solved." ”

This method is a bit perfunctory, but the so-called justification is nothing more than a justification.

Huo Guang didn't look at Cai Yi, but asked Empress Shangguan calmly, "Does the queen have any objections?" ”

Empress Shangguan's thin figure was even more fluttering in front of Huo Guang, her face was pale, her lips had lost their blood, and after shaking her body, she sat down on the couch and shook her head silently.

This is already this weak woman's bravest resistance to Huo Guang.

Huo Guang didn't care about this, he turned around and said word by word: "Changyi Wang He, brilliant, virtuous in the world, the queen has a will, Xuanchangyi Wang He became the heir of the Son of Heaven, established as the emperor, and immediately entered Beijing to preside over the funeral." ”

"No!" All the ministers worshipped.