Chapter 480: The Emperor Dies!
This is the first year after Xi Yang came to Xuanzhou.
In the past ten years, Xi Yang, who has never cared about the New Year, has felt the atmosphere of the New Year that has not been seen for a long time.
She's a little homesick again.
It's just that she didn't let herself be immersed in this emotion for too long, and there were really a lot of people who came to visit her one after another, and she didn't let her indulge in the past that she couldn't go back.
The Regent's Mansion was lively for a few days, and finally it was the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.
The ceremony of worshipping the heavens was presided over by the Qin Heavenly Supervisor.
"The weather was pretty nice today, it was a sunny day! God is very face-saving! β
Xi Yang took a carriage to the Qin Heavenly Prison and looked up at the sun in the sky that was not doing its job in winter.
It's not very warm, but it's more comfortable than a snowy day.
I just don't know, is God giving Zong Zhengyuan their face, or asking Zong Zhengyuan for face?
Xi Yang walked to the side of the altar, with sincerity and sincerity, in order to prevent accidents and avoid two more people to protect, she left Cai Qing Cai Rui, two people who don't know martial arts, on the carriage.
Of course, the princess regent is not only with maids, but also with guards.
Among them, the Xinyi brothers took the lead, followed by six strong men with strong bodies, all of them walked calmly, and at first glance they were practicing their families, and their martial arts would not be weak.
What's even more shocking is that she was accompanied by Yan Pei, the owner of Huanxi Building, who was not easy to mess with, still in a wheelchair.
Even if the princess regent's row is so big, she even brought the men outside to the Qin Heavenly Prison to participate in the heavenly worship ceremony?
If the regent was still alive, wouldn't he really be angry with her?
But think about it, after being taken away on the wedding night, the regent didn't have any dissatisfaction, and the tolerance was really strong!
However, these can only be used as thoughts in the heart, no one dares to dance in front of Xi Yang, and the scene of the last time she scolded the father and son of the auxiliary prince seems to be vivid.
Even the auxiliary prince suffered at her hands, and she deserved to be the woman that the regent took a fancy to!
And the little emperor Zong Zhengxun also attached great importance to this regent princess, and before the festival began, he saw Xi Yang coming from a distance, so he asked the people around him to call Xi Yang over-
No one dared to ask why the princess regent came later than the emperor!
"Aunt Huang, I heard that you have been sick some time ago, but today you are better? If you are not well, you will not be able to come to today's festival. β
In the face of such a bright closeness to the emperor, the emperor's relatives, civil and military officials present looked at it in their eyes, but no one dared to squeak.
Including the auxiliary Wang Zong Zhengyuan.
Zong Zhengyuan was very sick and weak, and when people came, he had to rely on people to support him to stand firm.
And in the next moment, Xi Yang pointed the finger at him: "What did the emperor say, look, the auxiliary king is sick like this, isn't he here too?" If I'm lazy for this little illness and disaster, then I'm sorry for the dead ghost in my family! β
Zong Zhengyuan: "......"
First of all, I didn't mess with you today!
Secondly, I didn't mess with anyone today!
The smile doesn't go away, it just shifts. He was unhappy, and Zong Zhengqing was very happy: "What the imperial aunt said is that the imperial uncle is indeed disabled...... Ahem, I don't use the right words, it should be said that I have a heart and do my best. β
Every day, he was suppressed by Zong Zhengyuan so that he couldn't say a word in the court, and he was already dissatisfied.
Usually he can only endure it, and only when Xi Yang is there, can he get happiness with such a small revenge.
Zong Zhengyuan tried to endure the anger in his heart, and he was not a person with a lot of temperament, otherwise he would not have been the most inconspicuous of the royal heirs many years ago.
He only said: "The emperor has won the award......"
But he couldn't say much, and a cough made him close his mouth.
After a while, the Qintian Prison Supervisor came over and saluted respectfully: "Your Majesty, the auspicious time is coming." The National Teacher is ready, please move the emperor! β
At the beginning of the festival, in accordance with the usual process of worshipping the heavens, Zong Zheng asked Gao Xiang to cross his eyebrows and climbed the altar step by step.
After a statement by the national teacher, Zong Zhengxun inserted Gao Xiang into the huge furnace, and then retreated to the position of the futon, kneeling and kowtowing.
When he finished kowtowing, he got up and started the New Year's prayer.
At this time, he was the only one left on the altar, because he was the Son of Heaven, and the Son of Heaven prayed for the blessing of the heavens to protect the people of Xuanzhou and Limin, and the new year would be smooth and peaceful.
Others were under the altar, listening to him read aloud.
Suddenly, a sharp arrow with extremely fast speed broke through the windβ
"There are assassins! Escort! β
Aware of the presence of an Assassin, it was too late. The little emperor was alone on the altar, he himself was engrossed in praying for blessings, completely noticing anything else, and when the emperor's personal guard rushed to the altar, the arrow hit him in the heart!
"Poof"!
Blood gushed and splattered all over the ground.
"Your Majesty!"
Seeing this, Xi Yang rushed up the steps, rushed up to Zong Zhengxun's side, and checked his pulse as soon as possible.
"Aunt ......"
Zong Zhengxun only had time to shout at her, and without saying anything, he closed his eyes, and the hand held by Xi Yang softened.
There was a terrible shout from the scene, and the princess regent screamed in grief: "Your Majesty! β
At this time, others also ascended the altar, and in the end, everyone unanimously decided-
"The emperor is dead!"
People are in Qin Tianjian, and the death knell bell has not had time to ring!
This accident has blinded everyone.
Seeing this, Zong Zhengyuan knelt down and kowtowed: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!" β
Everyone knelt down as well.
Then, Zong Zhengyuan stood up and said, "The assassination of the emperor is really a pity for my dynasty!" The kingdom cannot be without a king for a day, and even if we are sad, we should immediately elect a new king! What do you think? β
After the prime minister became seriously ill, he did not promote a new prime minister, but half of the cabinet had already defected to Zongzhengyuan, and someone immediately responded: "Auxiliary king, the emperor has no heirs and no brothers, and the first emperor Mingde Emperor has no siblings alive, so it is a question who the new monarch chooses!" β
Others are heartbroken.
If the two generations are withered, and the orthodox bloodline can only be traced up, won't it be here for the auxiliary king Zong Zhengyuan?
Conclusion: Zong Zhengyuan wants to be emperor?
Immediately, a supporter of Zong Zhengyuan suggested: "Auxiliary King, the emperor has no heirs, and Emperor Mingde has no other heirs, so he can only step forward and promote the heirs of Emperor Zhaoning." β
Someone raised his arms and shouted: "The minister supports the auxiliary king to inherit the throne!" β
When one person calls, others answer.
All of a sudden, there were waves of support for Zong Zhengyuan's succession.
Xi Yang hugged the body of the little emperor, looked at this incident, and lowered his head and pursed his lips.
But he didn't say anything.
Those who do not support Zong Zhengyuan, seeing this situation, seem to have no other way.
Just when they were also hesitating whether to agree, they saw Zong Zhengyuan raise his hand: "All the princes are quiet! β
He took out a Ming Huang holy decree and said loudly: "Emperor Zhaoning's edict is here, Zong Zhengyou will receive the decree!" β