The deep voice above the door of the hall was sonorous and powerful, which made the noisy hall fall silent.The ministers looked at each other, and the named "Lord Zhao" was the first to react, and bowed his head and said, "The ministers have seen the prince of Wuling." ”"All are exempt" Xiao Ye glanced coldly at everyone present, and walked forward slowly, and the courtiers avoided one after another."
Lord Cao," Xiao Ye Huo Ran paused and looked at the man in court clothes on the right, "You are in charge of the etiquette system, but let's talk about it, what is the reason for this patriarchal inheritance" Lord Cao was so frightened that his face turned pale, although this King of Wuling was quite excluded in the past, and the name of a prince should be really aggrieved, but his seniority is here, once the world is easier, he is afraid that he will become a minister, and if the rumors are true, he is on the side of the imperial grandson and thinks of Fang Cai for a while, and he is speechless, Master Cao wanted to slap himself twice."
King Huiwuling" Lord Cao straightened his tongue, "Our dynasty inherits the ancient system, in principle, the heirs are not virtuous, and the sons are noble rather than long." ”Xiao Ye nodded suddenly with a sense of realization: "In this case, if you set up a grandson, who should you appoint?"
”"Then what if it is a standing chief" "That" Lord Cao trembled violently with a handful of gray beards, his lips trembled, and he was speechless for a long time."
Why is this question difficult to answer," Xiao Ye chuckled, "Several of the king's brothers have unfortunately passed away, if they are long, it will be the turn of Xiao Ye, the unpopular king of Wuling." ”Since ancient times, there has been a lot of controversy about this long-term theory, and no one can say from which generation it is from.Lord Cao was entangled for a long time before he said, "What the prince said is also reasonable. ”"Hahaha" Xiao Ye laughed out loud without warning, "Joke, but joke ears everyone gathers here, idle is also idle, why don't you talk about it, why did you all enter the palace" "The prince of Wuling doesn't know" An older minister arched his hand and said, "General Wang Rong sent someone to our palace to deliver an edict, so that the ministers of the Jinluan Palace will meet you." ”"Passing on the holy decree" Xiao Ye was full of doubts."
The Holy Prophet summons.""
Ziliang, this child, the imperial brother, he clearly hasn't woken up yet" Xiao Ye said that the dignified King Jingling was a child with no bloodline and immaturity, and when he was talking happily, the bell suddenly rang outside the hall, and the majestic and lonely bell could not stop for a long time" This is "The ministers listened with wide eyes and bated breath, I don't know who was the first to kneel and kowtow, and shouted sadly: "Your Majesty" In the Jinluan Palace, the ministers knelt in the direction of the Yanchang Palace."
You said, someone assassinated you" Xiao Ziliang's surprise was written on his face."
This morning, someone made a move on my chauff and the car fell off a cliff.The coachman and the people in the car did not know where to go until the time when Zhaoye entered the palace. ”Xiao Zhaoye just calmly narrated."
There is such a thing" Xiao Ziliang frowned, and muttered, "Whether you believe it or not, it wasn't this king who did it." ”"Got it."
Xiao Zhaoye responded in a deep voice, "Indeed, believe it or not, I have come here to say ironically, unlike the second uncle, I have long faded the desire to fight for power and profit, but in the end, I still can't avoid competing with you, the second uncle."
Everything will be decided when the imperial grandfather wakes up. ”"The superior has been divided."
Xiao Ziliang said lightly."
What do you mean" Xiao Zhaoye panicked for no reason, and stared at the dragon bed with the curtain down."
Father will never wake up again.""
Do you know what I'm talking about" Xiao Zhaoye gritted his teeth and wanted to rush to the side of the bed, but his legs were nailed to the ground like a spell, and he couldn't do anything.Xiao Ziliang walked slowly to the side of the couch and gently lifted the curtain.Through the dim candlelight, Xiao Zhaoye vaguely saw that what was "lying" on the dragon bed was not a living body, but a cloth bag sewn into the shape of a human."
My father has died.Three hours ago, I walked peacefully. ”Xiao Zhaoye took three steps and ran to the dragon bed in two steps, the huge rag doll was sewn with golden cloth, and the golden light, which symbolized power, pierced his heart fiercely.He choked up and asked, "Where is the imperial grandfather?"
"Three hours ago, he was secretly buried.The coffin rested in a side room. ”"You" Xiao Zhaoye stood up on the edge of the bed, grabbed Xiao Ziliang's clothes and scolded, "How dare you be arrogant and secret" "Because I am unwilling" Xiao Ziliang laughed instead of anger, "This kind of obedient life, I have had enough, but a piece of holy will, so how can I obey willingly If it weren't for the sudden break-in of the palace by your proposed holy decree and disrupted my plan, how could I be restrained" Xiao Zhaoye stared at the other party's eyes and asked hatefully: "Do you want to usurp the throne" "Become a king and lose the throne, since I lost, whatever you say."
It's just that I'm not decisive enough to dare to do something more deviant and rebellious. ”Xiao Ziliang pushed Xiao Zhaoye's hand away from the placket of his shirt and smiled lightly: "As an uncle, I remind you one last time, in front of power, on the dragon chair, no one can believe it." ”After speaking, Xiao Ziliang took out a roll of yellow silk from his right hand, held it high in both hands, knelt on the ground slowly, and said with his chin bowed: "Weichen knocks to see Your Majesty." ”"The grandson enters the German Rimao, and the society has sent it.Zi Liangshan is complementary, Si Hong governs the Tao, internal and external affairs, no matter how big or small Xi and Luan Shen Huai, a total of the intention of the book in the matter, the position is fundamental, the right servant of the commission shoots Wang Yan, the official department of the Shangshu Xu Xiaohei "Zhao Youde Zhao Gonggong is on the platform of the Jinluan Palace, holding the holy decree and the edict, reading it in a frustrated manner, with a sad look on his face.The ministers knelt in the hall, their chins bowed and their eyebrows lowered, silent as cicadas, but the expressions on their faces were distorted one by one.Some are happy to see it, some are worried, some are full of spring breeze, some sweat is like rain, some are happy, and some are like mourning.However, their faces all showed a look of surprise, as far as the emperor's grandson was so stubborn at a critical moment, he easily inherited the unification; However, after working hard in and out of the palace for so many days, he has been given the title of an auxiliary minister, and it is the first time that the ministers have reflected so deeply on their ability to judge the situation and assess the situation.At this time, Xiao Zhaoye and Xiao Ziliang were kneeling in front with solemn expressions, not noticing the entangled brainstorming behind them.After the decree was read, Zhao Youde raised his head and looked at the ministers."
Grandson's order.""
The retainers obey.""
Wechen obeys."
Most of His Highness's people shouted and bowed, and the rest of the courtiers were still half-kneeling, as if they hadn't heard or seen, and their faces were expressionless.Zhao Gonggong glanced at everyone in the audience and coughed lightly twice warningly, but these people were still indifferent.Xiao Zhaoye's hand was raised high to prepare to receive the decree, and the holy decree held by Zhao Youde was not handed over, nor was it handed over, and the scene immediately became embarrassing.It was like thunder on the ground, and a roar full of anger resounded throughout the hall: "You are pretending to be deaf and dumb here, contempt for Long Wei, what is the heart" Following the prestige, an old minister kneeling in the front raised his head, his cheeks were red with anger, and his eyes were wide with anger, and the awe-inspiring righteousness was none other than Xiao Luan, the Marquis of Xichang, who was mentioned in the edict.Xiao Luan, the nephew of Emperor Gao Xiao Daocheng.His parents died early, and he was raised by Emperor Gao since he was a child, and although he was a cousin of the first emperor, he had a brotherhood and was quite relied on in political affairs.The edict of the first emperor ordered his auxiliary government, which is also expected.He has always scrupulously abided by the emperor's orders, embraced the holy will, and acted thunderously and orderedly.The disobedience of these ministers and their disrespect for the decree clearly angered him.Unexpectedly, the prince had not yet spoken, but first angered such a difficult old stubborn, and several ministers trembled three times with righteousness, with a little unyielding, with a little resentment, slowly leaned down and touched the bottom with their foreheads.Like still water throwing stones, rippling layers of ripples, at first the half-kneeling people leaned down one after another, and in the end, there was only one person left, Wang Rong.Without waiting for Xiao Luan to question again, Wang Rong said solemnly without squinting: "Marquis of Xichang, Weichen thinks that the imperial grandson is still young and not enough to take on a big job. ”"Lord Wang, this is questioning the will of the first emperor," Xiao Luan was aggressive."
I don't dare Weichen just want to know, in addition to the identity of this grandson, how did the imperial grandson ascend the throne as the emperor and govern the world" "You" Xiao Luan was choked by him like this, and his beard was so angry that he curled up, but he couldn't say anything to scold."
Yuan Chang."
The undisturbed voice passed through the sky above the Jinluan Palace, calm and ethereal, like a dream.Xiao Ziliang straightened up, stared at the brand-new shiny yellow silk a foot away, and slowly spoke, as if telling a long-ago story: "In the third year of Yongming, Xiao Zhaoye, the king of Nanjun, made a pilgrimage to meet the saint and participate in political affairs.In the same year, he offered advice and advice, broke the bandits in Zhongshan and ensured the peace of the party.In the spring of the fourth year of Yongming, he supervised the tax inspection of the capital and handled everything thoroughly, which was praised by the imperial court.In the summer of the same year, when the Jiangnan flooded, the king of Nanjun made suggestions and suggestions in the court, prescribed the right medicine and targeted the situation, and saved tens of thousands of people in Jiangnan" Xiao Ziliang talked to himself like a few treasures, and did not care about the repercussions behind him.The ministers lowered their heads and did not dare to kneel on the ground.Xiao Luan glanced at Wang Rong angrily, and then leaned down again.Wang Rong looked at Xiao Ziliang's back in a daze, frowning, as if he couldn't understand his actions.And Xiao Zhaoye worshipped quietly from beginning to end, his hands held high, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.Xiao Luan's drinking, Wang Rong's confrontation, and Xiao Ziliang's calendar failed to break his peace, and no one knew what he was thinking or even himself.The ministers' whispers are only temporary, and this throne is already his, in other words, it is no longer shirkable.Is this what he wants, this is what he gave up in exchange for the green mountains and green waters, dragon towers and phoenix pavilions, it has been difficult to have both since ancient times.He used to avoid it in every way, and now he is the one who broke into the palace at the risk of bullying the king.or yearning, or shirking, or fighting, it is all his arbitrariness and arbitrariness, and he has nothing to do with others.It all changed so fast that it was like a dream.It wasn't until today that he realized that the so-called trust could only end up being a mermaid, and even a mere self-confidence was ridiculous.For the first time in the Jinluan Palace, he was so afraid that he would regret it in the future, just like the heart-wrenching remorse half a day ago, eroding every nerve.Maybe my uncle is right: "In front of power, on the dragon chair, no one can believe it." ”I can't lose to him, and I can't afford to lose, I don't know when, the words in my ears came to an abrupt end, and the courtiers behind him all knelt on the ground.The numb and stiff hand suddenly became heavy, and the heavy holy decree was passed down in this way.The moment he lowered his hand, the blood was poured back into the veins, and his arms were sore like pins, so that he clearly realized what it means to have rice cooked and wood to become a boat" Anu, in fact, sometimes I really don't understand, why do I have to work so hard to sit in that seat" "People die like lights go out, only the wishes of the living are the most important."
Even if I have studied the way of kings since I was a child, I am a selfish mortal after all, and I can't do things before others.I only care about what the people who matter to me think. ”"First, even if it is good to be an emperor, but I don't want to do it in my heart, but I want to make compromises, isn't it a sacrifice for me, I want you to remember, if you really make those decisions that make you depressed, I will never be comfortable.""
This time you make your own decisions.As long as it's a choice you make, I'll admit it. ”: