Fantasy: My Handyman Disciple Cheng Zongmen Patron Saint

In the middle of the night, Jing Qinghong finally had a peaceful sleep.

For this period of time, she has not eaten or slept much because of this matter.

People also lost a lot of weight.

This was the first night he could sleep so peacefully after returning to Wangcheng.

Early the next morning, the maidservants had already come in to wash and dress Jing Qinghong.

Because there is an important ceremony today, which is the abdication ceremony.

At about [-] o'clock, all the officials had gathered in the square outside the palace hall.

The huge square was crowded with people.

Jing Yixue, Feng Jingyi, and Shi Jichao were also there.

And behind them, stood several black-clothed guards.

Obviously, these black-clothed guards are monitoring them, and as long as they behave abnormally, the black-clothed guards will take action immediately.

These black-clothed guards are Teng Junsen, No. [-] of the Shadow Pavilion, who have devoted countless efforts to cultivate dead soldiers in the past few years, and they have finally come in handy these days.

Jing Yixue and Feng Jingyi looked a little tired, knowing that as soon as today passed, the enemy's plan would succeed.

Jing Yixue clenched her fists tightly, her white palms turning red.

If Sister Wang really surrendered to Jing Tingjun, it would be a complete failure for their sisters.

For her, and for her sister Wang, this will be a humiliating moment!

Jing Yixue's heart was bleeding, thinking that if it wasn't for her, Sister Wang wouldn't be threatened by the other party.

At this time, Feng Jingyi was standing silently beside Jing Yixue, her expression was as usual, but her complexion was a little pale, mainly because her mind had been quite messy these days.

One is that he is worried about the safety of his master, and the other is that he is imprisoned by the enemy in Jing Yixue's general's mansion, but there is nothing he can do.

Shi Jichao also had a tired face. He suffered from Teng Junsen's move, and his serious injury still hasn't healed.

He only hoped that a miracle would happen today!
His eyes were sharp and angry, silently looking at Jing Tingjun and Teng Junsen not far away.

For these two thieves, Shi Jichao can't wait to eat their flesh and drink their blood!

Maybe because he felt Shi Jichao's sharp eyes that seemed to spit out fire, Jing Tingjun turned his head and glanced at them, with an arrogant and disdainful smile on his face.

Finally, starting today, he will become the king of Dongqi!

And it is justifiable to obtain the throne of Dongqi, and the world of Dongqi will be his from now on.

All the officials stood on the field at this time, all of them lowered their heads and remained silent.

After all, it is difficult for them to do something that even the Empress of Dongqi cannot solve.

Dong was positioned as the head of the hundred officials, but at this moment his face was full of guilt, and he secretly sighed in his heart.

There were so many people standing in the huge square, but no one made a sound.

Everyone is immersed in their own emotions.

Some emotions are grief, indignation, desolation, and helplessness.

Some emotions are ecstasy, arrogance, and anticipation.

After a while.

"The queen is here!"

A sharp voice sounded, breaking the silence on the field.

Empress Dongqi is here!

Jing Qinghong was wearing a set of black royal clothes today, looking dignified and grand.

She walked very slowly, and slowly walked towards the high platform in the middle.

On the high platform in the middle, there is an incense burner made of purple gold.

This high platform and censer are used by the queen to offer sacrifices to God and pray.

Generally speaking, in the abdication ceremony, the king will first report his crimes, and then realize that his morals and talents are difficult to match for the Eastern Qi throne, and finally he can abdicate the Eastern Qi throne to Jing Tingjun.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the Queen's every move, thinking that this would be a historic moment for the Eastern Qi Kingdom.

Jing Qinghong, the empress of the Eastern Qi Dynasty, is about to abdicate and abdicate the noble throne to her second younger brother Jing Tingjun.

Jing Tingjun had already ordered people to prepare the royal robes and jade seals, and waited for the empress Jing Qinghong to step down, and then he would step up to inherit the throne.

Jing Yixue let out a long sigh. It seemed that the miracle she had been looking forward to would never happen.

Her eyes were dim, and she stared blankly at Empress Jing Qinghong.

Since Jing Qinghong came to the square, she has kept her face expressionless, and no one can see through her emotions.

After Jing Yixue took a look, he couldn't help but sighed, and he admired Sister Wang very much.

At such a critical moment, she is still in front of the mountain and her face remains unchanged, maintaining her usual calm and breezy style.

With such a strong psychological quality, it is no wonder that she can be the queen of Dongqi.

"It's getting late, let's start." Teng Junsen said lightly.

Jing Qinghong silently glanced at Teng Junsen, then turned his gaze to Jing Yixue and the others, and nodded towards them.

Jing Yixue was a little curious, not knowing what Sister Wang meant.

When she wanted to ask through her eyes, she found that Jing Qinghong had already turned her head away.

Jing Qinghong withdrew his gaze, turned to the high platform, and then slowly walked up the steps of the high platform, step by step up the high platform.

Jing Tingjun looked at Jing Qinghong with all his attention, and saw her walking up the steps slowly.

Watching her go up every step, Jing Tingjun can feel a little pleasure!

The moment I've been waiting for for so long is finally here.

Jing Tingjun almost wanted to look up to the sky and laugh out loud, but fortunately he held back.

Jing Qinghong finally boarded the high platform, and now he was condescending, looking indifferently at the people below the stage, including Teng Junsen and Jing Tingjun.

Her eyes were piercing, and she still looked like that lofty and invincible queen.

When Jing Tingjun saw her eyes like this, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and his momentum suddenly weakened by three points.

Teng Junsen reached out to support Jing Tingjun behind his back, and said coldly, "Calm down!"

Only then did Jing Tingjun stand firm, nodded silently, and inadvertently wiped the sweat that had come out of his forehead unconsciously.

The imposing coercion of the Eastern Qi empress just now did make him feel a huge invisible pressure.

Fortunately, Teng Junsen came to help, otherwise, Jing Tingjun's aura would collapse before he ascended the throne.

Teng Junsen looked up at the sky and said calmly, "Queen, it's getting late."

Obviously urging Queen Dongqi.

This is such a rude sentence to everyone's ears.

But now there is no way, who made this person's strength far surpass them.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Jing Qinghong's mouth, and he raised his head and said, "Gu is Shang Jing Qinghong, the fifth king of the Eastern Qi Kingdom!"

"Pray to God today, I hope God will bless my Eastern Qi Kingdom, the weather will be smooth, the country will be prosperous and the people will be safe, and the blessings will last forever!"

"Since he came to the throne, Gu Jing Qinghong has been conscientious and conscientious, worried about state affairs, and dare not forget the entrustment of the previous kings for a day."

"Striving hard to govern, long-cherished and sleepless nights, and taking the well-being of the common people and the people of the world as our duty."

Jing Tingjun frowned a little when he heard that, it didn't seem like he was describing his crimes, but was praising her empress herself.

what's the problem?

Teng Junsen faintly felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell why.

After all, Jing Yixue and the others were still in his hands, so Jing Qinghong would not dare to act recklessly.

Afterwards, Teng Junsen looked at Jing Yixue and the others, and found that they were still firmly controlled by his subordinates, so he was slightly relieved and turned his attention back to Jing Qinghong.

"Father, what is this..." Jing Tingjun couldn't help asking.

Teng Junsen said in a deep voice: "Be safe and don't be impatient, don't be impatient, just keep listening."

"Yes!" Jing Tingjun could only answer.