Shenjing City, Taiji Palace.

As time passed, the long pilgrimage was coming to an end.

"What else is there to do?"

Behind the bead curtain, there was a trace of imperceptible tiredness in the voice of the Empress Dowager Xuande.

She was tired, very tired.

She was originally from a small local family, and she did not have much talent and experience in governance.

In the past six years, she not only has to pull the little emperor and teach him to handle government affairs, but also has to have an open and secret confrontation with Huang Jingming, an auxiliary general who has mastered the power of the court.

As a mother, the Empress Dowager Xuande was strong. Under heavy internal and external pressure, she has made great strides in her political acumen and skill, and she is barely able to wrestle with that powerful minister to prevent his influence from penetrating into the forbidden.

But at the price, there were signs of gray hair in her proud hair.

Since ancient times, beauties have been like famous generals, and they are not allowed to see white heads in the world.

In the middle of the night, the Empress Dowager Xuande brushed her proud hair more than once and looked sad.

"Queen Mother, the minister has a play!"

Below, a voice sounded, interrupting the memories of the Empress Dowager Xuande and pulling her back into this cruel court.

Empress Dowager Xuande's gaze passed through the bead curtain and looked at the ministers under Chiqi, and her eyes locked on one of them.

Jiang Guangtao in the imperial history!

One of the lackeys of Huang Lao Pifu's door, or the one who barked the loudest!

"Jiang Qing, please speak."

Nearly six years of listening to politics have made the Empress Dowager Xuande learn to be moody and unmoved.

"Empress Dowager, the emperor has been in a big trip for nearly a month. The ministers also knew that the Queen Mother was sad in her heart, but they also asked the Queen Mother to put state affairs first. A country cannot be left without a king, and a home cannot be without an owner for a day. His Majesty had no children during his lifetime. As the saying goes, when a great sect dies, choose a descendant and a sage as the heir. Therefore, Weichen dared to ask the queen mother to issue an edict to select a virtuous person in the clan to inherit the throne, so that the country will continue to be prosperous, so as to determine the future and stabilize the hearts of the people. ”

With that, Jiang Guangtao bowed deeply to the figure on the red pier, and then retreated back into the queue.

Here it comes!

Empress Dowager Xuande's heart sank.

Even though she tried her best to delay, the issue of the new emperor was still put on the table.

Gently exhaling a breath of turbidity, the Empress Dowager Xuande endured the unhappiness in her heart and said lightly:

What Jiang Qing said is quite reasonable. In this case, the ministers will discuss the candidate for the new emperor. ”

In her opinion, if you want to choose an emperor, you will naturally choose from the many clans of the Renzong lineage. And as long as the Renzong clan is on the throne, she, the queen mother, will still be able to sit firmly in Diaoyutai.

The foundation of these clans in the imperial court is weak, if you don't want to be swallowed whole by Huang Lao Pifu, then joining forces with yourself is the only choice.

"The minister recommended Zhao Zhengde, the Duke of Yanguo!"

In the crowd, a voice took the lead in breaking the silence in the courtroom.

The person who spoke was Cao Huan, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites.

Zhao Zhengde, the Duke of Yanguo, is the oldest person in the Renzong lineage.

"Although Yan Guogong has a good name, he is old."

Wang Meng, the servant of the ministry, shook his head, obviously not optimistic about this proposal.

Behind the bead curtain, the Empress Dowager Xuande shook her head slightly, and she was not optimistic about this proposal, for no other reason, Yan Guogong's age was really a little old.

If he made a mistake in this position, then Da Chu would lose two emperors in a short period of time, how would the surrounding countries view Da Chu?

Will the countries think that the Great Chu Heavenly Mandate has been lost, otherwise how could it be so?

At that time, the border of Dachu may be cloudy again......

Thinking of this, Empress Dowager Xuande's evaluation of Cao Huan in her heart instantly lowered a lot.

Such a militaristic event, such an unobtrusive idea!

After nominating several clans one after another, or being denied by the ministers or the queen mother, Jiang Guangtao coughed lightly and came out with a wat board in his hand:

"The minister thinks that Zhao Yu, the Marquis of Anguo, is known as a virtuous person, has both civil and military skills, and can be the new king!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence in the court, and everyone's eyes were on the tall figure.

An Guohou Zhao Yu?

After the bead curtain, the Empress Dowager Xuande reacted after being stunned for a moment, and then became angry in her heart.

How dare he?!

The Empress Dowager Xuande's body trembled slightly, her hands tightly grasped the handrail made of rosewood, and the green tendons like thin threads collapsed from the back of her white hands.

"No!"

She gritted her teeth and coldly squeezed the two words out between her teeth.

For the first time, the Empress Dowager Xuande felt deep regret that her subordinates did not completely eradicate the roots, and at the same time, the hatred for Huang Jingming, the general of the auxiliary state, deepened in her heart.

"May I ask the Queen Mother, Weichen is brave, why not? It must be known that the Marquis of Na'an is also a royal bloodline, and naturally has the right to inherit the unification. ”

As a lineage of Wuzong, Zhao Yu's legal system to inherit the throne clearly exists.

That is, he is qualified to be the next emperor.

"An Guohou ......"

Empress Dowager Xuande wanted to say that the other party was not a descendant of Renzong, but when the words came to her lips, she suddenly realized that if she said so, she would definitely be opposed by the ministers.

After all, the throne of your ancestor Renzong was originally made by Wuzong, but now you want to deny the qualifications of the other party's descendants to inherit the throne, isn't this a favor and revenge?

If you really want to do this, you will only force those neutrals in the court to the side of Huang Lao Pifu!

"Please also ask Her Royal Highness the Queen Mother to speak clearly."

In the face of the hesitation of the Empress Dowager Xuande, Jiang Guangtao made persistent efforts, pursued the victory, and pressed step by step.

The Empress Dowager Xuande was silent for a while.

Although she has been in politics for nearly six years, she is still a little slow to respond to certain issues.

"The minister risked his death, please ask Her Royal Highness the Queen Mother to issue an edict, please An Guohou is the emperor, to determine the society, and to calm the world!"

Jiang Guangtao leaned over and said goodbye!

Jiang Guangtao's move was like a signal flare, and dozens of courtiers walked out of the queue one after another, standing behind Jiang Guangtao with a wat board in hand, leaning over and bowing down!

"The ministers ask Her Royal Highness the Queen Mother to issue an edict, please An Guohou, that is, the emperor, to determine the society and the world!"

Forcing the palace, this is forcing the palace!

Faced with this scene, the Empress Dowager Xuande was so angry that her hands trembled.

These courtiers who stood up accounted for nearly seventy percent of the people who participated in the court meeting!

"Let's discuss this matter again, disperse the dynasty!"

Holding back the anger in her heart, the Empress Dowager Xuande stood up from her chair, glanced coldly at the ministers, and turned around and walked towards the back of the hall.

"Retreat!"

Wang Lin, the personal eunuch of the Empress Dowager Xuande, screamed at the top of her throat, then hunched her waist and rushed towards the Empress Dowager Xuande in front of her in small steps.

"Congratulations to the Queen Mother, please make a holy judgment as soon as possible!"

Behind him, the voices of a group of ministers were faintly heard.

Back in Cining Palace, the Empress Dowager Xuande was still angry, and she scolded herself:

"It's just the other way around! What else can these bastards do except hug Huang Jingming's thighs and be an echo worm? ”

The more she talked, the more angry she became, the Empress Dowager Xuande picked up the jade paperweight placed in the corner of the table and fell to the ground with hatred.

Syllable!

"The Queen Mother is angry!"

I don't care about feeling sorry that the jade paperweight carved from the best jade was broken into several pieces, Wang Lin knelt on the ground, and he didn't dare to come out.

And not far away, those eunuchs and palace maids even knelt down in an "uproar".

"Get up!"

Looking at the eunuchs and palace maids kneeling together, the Empress Dowager Xuande became more and more irritable.

She is not a stupid person, she understands in her heart that in the face of the power of Huang Lao Pifu, she, the queen mother, can only compromise in the end.

But if Zhao Yu ascends to the throne, what will he think when he knows that his parents were killed by her, the queen mother?

He may not do it for the time being because he is afraid that he is the queen mother, but she is the queen mother and always has to go before the emperor.

If she leaves the West, will Zhao Yu transfer her hatred to her clan?

Thinking of this, the Empress Dowager Xuande shuddered.

If it really came to that point, she would really become a sinner of the clan!

Zhao Yu must not be allowed to take the position!

As soon as this thought grew in her mind, it instantly took root.

"What are you doing?"

Wang Lin's voice of scolding the eunuch sounded in the ears of the Empress Dowager Xuande.

"Wang Lin?"

Hearing the voice of the Empress Dowager Xuande, Wang Lin first glared at the little eunuch, and then hurriedly walked to the side of the Empress Dowager Xuande, leaned down, and said in a low voice:

"Queen Mother, that kid said that there was a secret performance from the general."

"Let him bring it, the mourning family wants to take a look, what does this General Huang want to say to the mourning family?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Empress Dowager Xuande's mouth.

However, when she took the secret music handed by Wang Lin and unfolded it, her pretty face suddenly turned extremely pale.

"Old horseman, the family is being bullied too much!"

The chest rose and fell sharply, and it took a long time for the Empress Dowager Xuande, who couldn't stop shaking the hills in her chest, to grit her teeth and burst out these three words.

"Mother?"

Wang Lin asked cautiously.

"Let them all go down!" Empress Dowager Xuande waved her hand a little tiredly.

The maids and eunuchs retreated one after another, and in the entire Cining Palace, only the Empress Dowager Xuande and her chief eunuch were left.

"The palace is ready to issue an edict tomorrow, so that the Marquis of Na'an will leave on the same day, enter Beijing as soon as possible, and ascend the throne!"

The Empress Dowager Xuande exhaled deeply.

"You let the secret guards under your command, hurry up and find out the route of An Guohou into Beijing, and then ......"

Empress Dowager Xuande's eyes showed a ruthless look, and she raised her right hand and slashed down diagonally.

"Remember, send more people!"

Wang Lin was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly lowered his head and said respectfully:

"Oh, the old slave will arrange it!"

He has been bound to the Queen Mother, and there is no second way to go.

Looking at Wang Lin and turning to leave, the Empress Dowager Xuande sneered in her heart.

An Guohou, An Guohou!

The mourning family can't help Huang Lao Pifu, and they can't help you?

Last time, it was Master Hou, you were lucky and escaped, but the mourning family wants to see, do you still have such good luck?

If you die on the way to Beijing, the mourning family wants to see it, what will happen to Huang Laofu?

This will has been made by the mourning family, and the old man Huang can't blame the mourning family.

can only say that this Great Chu Heavenly Destiny, your little shoulders, can't bear it at all!

The night breeze blew through and gently blew the secret music away.

The lines of text, revealed under the moonlight:

The turmoil and the collapse of His Majesty are all caused by treachery and greed, and they cannot be suppressed. An Guohou Yu is wise and decisive, and has the appearance of the Son of Heaven. The old minister is brave, please be the emperor, otherwise, the old minister only has the side of the Qing monarch, with the right dynasty, and please ask the queen mother to see!