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A majestic palace in the royal city, inside the palace is a huge rotunda, in the middle of the hall, at the back, there is a row of stairs half a foot high, and at the top of the staircase there is a huge throne. The hall under the stairs was crowded with people, and most of the princes, nobles, and powerful figures of the entire Qinghai Kingdom gathered here at this time. At this time, these people were arranged on both sides of the ladder, as if they had separated two camps, and they were talking one after another.

"The country cannot be without a king for a day, I think His Royal Highness the eldest prince should ascend the throne first, and then discuss the matter of the state funeral. ”

"I'm afraid this is not appropriate, right? Not long after the death of the first king, we should first announce to the world that the whole country is sad, and the eldest prince has ascended the throne, and we think it is better to push it back. ”

"What's wrong with this? The eldest prince is the heir to the throne appointed by the previous king, and it is only natural that the eldest prince will ascend the throne after the death of the first king. What are your intentions?

If the eldest prince does not take care of this and ascends the throne immediately, if the people know about this matter, I am afraid that the prestige of the eldest prince will be affected to a certain extent. If you insist on this, what is your intention?"

"You, you wolf ambition, think I don't know what you're thinking?"

"Hmph, what do you think about it?"

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Such arguments can be seen everywhere in the palace, with those standing on the left side of the stairs basically supporting the eldest prince's accession to the throne first, while those standing on the right believe that a state funeral should be held first. The people on both sides fought one by one, but there was no result.

Mo Guyun was also in this palace at the moment, this was already the second day he had entered the royal city, and as soon as he entered the royal city, he found something abnormal. Everywhere you can see the troops patrolling around the royal city, prohibiting anyone from moving around the royal city at will, and the entire royal city is only allowed to enter and exit. Mo Guyun recognized those heavenly soldiers as members of the Central Guard Army.

At this moment, Mo Guyun didn't say a word, quietly looking at the people around him who were blushing, and Mo Guyun faintly had a premonition in his heart.

"I don't know how Yan'er is now, what happened to that kid Qin Lang?" Mo Guyun said secretly worried in his heart, he didn't know what was going on, since he entered the royal city, he was restless and uncomfortable.

Mo Guyun glanced at the few people lined up on both sides of the palace with his residual eyes, and shook his head for a while.

There were a total of eight people there, who were the county leaders of the other eight counties of Qinghai Country except for Mo Guyun, and at this time, there were obviously different opinions, and each of the four sides was arranged on the left and right sides of the stairs.

Standing on the left are Shu Bowen, the county lord of Bowen County, Han Yulai, the county lord of Yulai County, Cao Qingying, the county lord of Qingying County, and Cao Qingzhu, the county lord of Qingzhu County. The lords of these four counties all supported the eldest prince's immediate accession to the throne.

Standing on the right are Chu Pinke, the county lord of Pinker County, Illalu, the county lord of Lalu, Cao Qingli, the county lord of Qingli County, and Cao Qingyun, the county lord of Qingyun County. The lords of these four counties believed that the eldest prince's accession to the throne should be temporarily postponed, and a state funeral should be held for the deceased king.

Those county lords surnamed Cao are all from the royal family, but at the moment, they have their own opinions and stand in different camps.

Mo Guyun has an extremely headache now, and the county lords of the eight counties have all come to look for him. Shu Bowen, Han Yulai, Cao Qingying, and Cao Qingzhu all came to woo themselves to join their camp and support the eldest prince to ascend the throne immediately. Needless to say, this camp must be the supporters of the eldest prince.

And those camps who think that postponing the throne and holding a national funeral first make Mo Guyun faintly smell a little bit of conspiracy, and behind it, there may be something bigger.

And this is Mo Guyun's biggest headache, he is the youngest among all the county lords, and he has never had a clear side, at this moment, the remaining eight counties are divided into two camps, no matter which side he stands on, he is the enemy of the other side.

And looking at Jiashi, it seems that the princes and nobles in the entire palace, as long as they have a little power in their hands, they are all divided into two camps.

When Mo Guyun was struggling in his heart, Cao Qingying slowly walked towards Mo Guyun

"Lord Guyun, haven't you made up your mind yet?" Cao Qingying walked up to Mo Guyun and said in a voice that only two people could hear.

"Qingying County Lord. Mo Guyun bowed his hand slightly, and then said: "Guyun thinks that His Royal Highness the eldest prince will ascend the throne first or hold a state funeral first, in fact, this is not a conflict." Why..."

"The eldest prince must ascend the throne first, and later will change. I'm not afraid to tell you that this may be the most important choice of your life. Cao Qingying's tone was slightly tough.

"Qingying County Lord..." Mo Guyun was about to say something, but Cao Qingyun from the other camp also walked towards him.

Seeing Cao Qingyun coming, Cao Qingying snorted coldly and said: "Mo Guyun, the eldest prince is the heir to the throne appointed by the first king, and supporting the eldest prince is the only way to adapt to the times, so you can make up your mind." After speaking, he turned around and left, and when he passed by Cao Qingyun, the two of them paused slightly, but they both snorted coldly and did not talk.

Cao Qingyun walked up to Mo Guyun and said with a smile: "Lord Guyun, this is the second time I've come to you, right?"

"Lord Qingyun is right. Mo Guyun arched his hand and said.

"This time, I won't beat around the bush with you, the purpose is still to ask you to join us, and we can't let the eldest prince ascend the throne now. Cao Qingyun said.

"Lord Qingyun, Guyun..." Mo Guyun's brows were twisted together.

"I know what you're struggling with, although the eldest prince is the heir to the throne, don't you think that there are people who are better than the eldest prince?

Cao Qingyun's words made Mo Guyun stunned, his eyes widened, and he looked at Cao Qingyun in shock.

"I don't know what the Qingyun County Lord is talking about?" Mo Guyun took a deep breath and asked in a trembling tone.

"It won't take long for His Royal Highness the Second Prince to come here, so the Lord of Guyun County should make up his mind as soon as possible. Is it soaring into the sky, or is it silent, Lord Guyun, you can do it yourself. Cao Qingyun turned and left.

"Second prince?" Mo Guyun said to himself in a daze. Mo Guyun raised his head suddenly, and two words that made him unbelievable popped out of his mind.

"Rebellion?!"

As hard as it is to believe, it is indeed the most haode explained. No wonder the two camps are fighting each other, and no wonder there has been no conclusion. It seems that these people actually have more or less in their hearts.

And myself, it is true that zuihou only knew about it. Mo Guyun patted his head, and suddenly felt a headache, his Guyun County was in a corner, the mountain was high and the emperor was far away, and he rarely came to the national capital, so that he had forgotten a little about the royal dispute. It was only now that Mo Guyun felt again that the struggle for power was everywhere, even in the royal family, it was unavoidable, and even more so. Because, here is the fight for royal power.

"Could it be that the second prince wants to usurp power?" Mo Guyun thought of Cao Qingyun's words just now, and secretly thought in his heart. Mo Guyun and the second prince are not familiar with each other, but they have had a few encounters. However, Mo Guyun knew that the second prince was indeed eloquent and resolute, and he was indeed an emperor's talent. Although the eldest prince is the heir appointed by the previous king, he lacks a bit of the domineering spirit of a king, his personality is a little cowardly, and he doesn't care much about national affairs.

Mo Guyun looked left and left, his heart was extremely entangled, and he didn't know which side to stand on. The battle for royal power is the most difficult to take sides. One carelessness is a situation from which there is no return. The second prince has been planning for a long time, and he decided to usurp power at this moment, and he must have thought that he was completely prepared. But after all, the eldest prince is orthodox and holds military power.

By the way, the eldest prince has military power in his hands, and 100,000 heavenly troops are in his hands, so what does the second prince want to usurp power?

Just when Mo Guyun's thoughts were flying, the argument in the palace suddenly stopped, and looking down the crowd, a middle-aged man dressed in linen and filial piety came slowly. This person is none other than the Great Prince.

The eldest prince walked through the crowd, walked to the stairs under the throne, looked at the crowd on both sides, sighed, looked at one of the people on the left, and said: "Lord Zuo, I thought about it for a while, my father died, it is better to hold a state funeral first." Why don't you put the matter of ascending the throne on hold for a while?"

The person known as Zuo Xiang was an old man with a long beard, and when he heard this, he immediately walked out of the crowd in a panic, bent down and arched his hand: "Your Highness, by all means, according to the old minister's opinion, the matter of ascending the throne should not be delayed sooner rather than later." After His Royal Highness the prince ascends the throne as king, he will announce to the world that the whole country will mourn together. ”

"Hmph, Xu Changgeng, how dare you disobey the wishes of His Royal Highness the Prince?" It was a white-faced and beardless old man standing on the right side of the palace who spoke, it was Huang Heng, the right minister.

"Huang Heng, who is disobedient, you know in your heart. Xu Changgeng said without concessions.

"Left and right, don't argue anymore, now that my father has died, I am already very sad, so don't make trouble. ”

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, the first king died, the country cannot be without a king for a day, in order to guard against some people plotting against misdeeds, the old minister thinks that it is better to ascend the throne first. At this moment, the princes and nobles are all here, even if they ascend the throne now, it is okay. Cao Qingying bent down and said.

"Uncle Qingying!" the eldest prince was about to speak.

"Cao Qingying, this is too impatient, the bones of the first king are not cold, if this is known to the people, hehe, I'm afraid the people's hearts are unstable." ”

"Uncle Qingyun Wang, you, hey. The eldest prince looked left and right, and he was not assertive for a while.

Seeing this, Mo Guyun shook his head secretly, this eldest prince is indeed too cowardly, and he has no assertiveness.

At this moment, the sound of a bell came from outside the palace.

"Brother Wang, Brother Wang is delayed and late, I hope Brother Wang will not blame. A man who was also dressed in linen and filial piety walked through the crowd towards the eldest prince who was standing at the bottom of the stairs.

This person is the second prince of Qinghai Kingdom, Cao Pi.