Li Zhi shook his head and said, "Then what if something happens to the crown prince? Doesn't it mean that there will be no suitable heir to the throne? It's not right! It's not right!"

"There is a second method. The emperor did not establish a prince during his lifetime, and the will was placed behind the upright plaque in the palace. After the emperor passed away, the prime minister took out the will and read it out to the public."

"Uh... this method is better. But people's hearts are unpredictable, and when the critical moment comes, the officials may not act according to the will. It's hard to say, but in the end we still have to fight against each other."

Guo Ye said: "Then there is only a third way. The reason why the battle for the throne is so cruel is because the interests involved are too great. If the power of the emperor is reduced, there should be less people fighting for it."

"Reduce the emperor's power? What do you mean by that?"

Guo Ye coughed lightly, and explained the parliamentary system agreed with Fang Xuanling and others that day.

In the end, he said: "This will not only make the succession of the throne smooth, but also minimize the influence of the government by the faint king. With this system, it is not surprising that there will be a millennium dynasty. The only bad thing is, It's just that the emperor is not so honorable."

After listening to the third method, Li Zhi's face was like a kaleidoscope, with surprise, anger, joy, sorrow and fear appearing in turn.

Finally he sighed and said, "I figured it out, sugarcane is not as sweet as two ends. Either the emperor is supreme but trembling like walking on thin ice. Or he has to give up his power in exchange for eternal peace."

"Then how will His Majesty choose?"

"Me?" Li Zhi smiled wryly, "It's hard for me to make a choice now. Fortunately, I'm still young, so I have plenty of time to think about it."

"Then now..."

Li Zhi got up, took Guo Ye's hand, and said: "Teacher, please accept the worship of the officials with me."

"What?" Guo Ye took a step back and said, "Are you trying to kill Teacher?"

Li Zhi begged: "Just this one time, don't be an example. You will be renamed the King of Donghua soon, you must give me a chance to show respect to the teacher, right? Or people will think that we have some conflicts." ?”

"That's right, then follow your Majesty's wishes."

squeak~

The door opened, and a ray of sunlight shone into the secret room, bringing vitality to the house.A fresh air flows in, which is refreshing.

"Teacher, please!"

"Your Majesty, please first!"

Li Zhi was in front and Guo Ye was behind, appearing in front of the officials.

"See Your Majesty, my emperor, long live, long live, long live! See King Qin, thousand years old, thousand years old, thousand years old!"

All the officials bowed down in unison, and the congratulations resounded through the sky!

On the third day of August in the 19th year of Zhenguan, Tang Taizong Li Shimin died in the Jiulian Hall of Jiuyi Mountain.Prince Li Zhi ascended the throne in front of the mausoleum and changed Yuan to Yonghui.

On the same day, he issued the first imperial decree since he came to the throne, changing Guo Ye's title from Qin King to Donghua King, changing Guo Ye's official position from Jiannan Road Chief Supervisor to Shangshu Youpushe, and ordering him to preside over Shangshu and Menxia. Political affairs of the two provinces.

History has turned a new page...

Chapter 2144: Empress Fuso of Yonghui Chronicle

Yonghui two years, July 28.

In Dazaifu, the capital of the Fuso Kyushu Dynasty, flames are raging, and the sound of killing can be heard endlessly!

Although it looks like a fierce battle is in full swing.But both sides in the war knew that once the city gate was broken, the overall situation was settled, and there was no suspense about the outcome of the war.

In other words, the Kyushu Dynasty is over!

On a high ground outside the city, there was a pair of bi men standing with their swords.

The man seemed to be in his thirties, handsome, with bright eyes, and because he had been in a high position for a long time, he had a special temperament in him, not angry and majestic.

The woman looks like twenty or so people, elegant and elegant, and looks like a celestial being. If a modern person who has watched the [-] version of "A Chinese Ghost Story" came here, he might blurt out "Xiaoqian" when seeing her appearance. !

Needless to say, these two are none other than Guo Ye, King Donghua of the Tang Dynasty, and his concubine Shangchuan Meizi.Around the two of them, three thousand soldiers stood neatly, guarded by layers of guards, and there was no sound!

"Report!" Suddenly, a horse galloped in the distance.A member of the school jumped off the horse, ran a few steps to Guo Ye, and said, "I report to the King of Donghua, the court of Fusang, please surrender!"

Guo Ye said: "Didn't I tell you? Fusang slaughtered our Datang Navy, which is an unforgivable crime. In this battle, all members of the royal family can be killed without leaving any survivors. Why bother with their surrender request? Isn't it enough to kill them all? "

"But... the people who came to ask for surrender are not members of the Fusang royal family."

"Who is that?"

"It is said that the prime minister of Fusang is called Suga Mazi."

"Su Wo Mazi?" Guo Ye frowned, thinking of his great enemy, Su Wo Lianzi, the chief culprit who killed Qin Siniang on the empty island.These two names sound similar, but I don't know what their relationship is, so he said: "Then bring him here."

"Here!"

In less than half an hour, an old Fusang man was brought in front of Guo Ye.The man knelt down on the ground and said, "Your servant, Su Womazi, see King Donghua!"

"Are you Su Wo's son?" Guo Ye asked in surprise.This person is no stranger to Guo Ye.He is the old godfather of Shangchuan Meizi, the old leader of Dazhi Cult!

Su Womazi said: "It's been about ten years now. I never thought that you two would meet again today. Now you have risen to the top and become the King of Donghua, but this old man is about to be reduced to a prisoner. It's really good luck to make people feel impermanent. "

Guo Ye said: "What do you want from me? For Meizi's sake, I can spare you."

Mazi Su shook his head, and said: "The state affairs have come to this point, the old man has already put his own life and death, honor and disgrace aside. I came here today only for state affairs."

"What state affairs?"

Mazi Su raised a wooden box high and said, "First of all, this old man wants to give you a gift."

Sister Shangchuan took a step forward and stood in front of Guo Ye, saying, "Master foster father, you'd better not act rashly!"

"Don't worry, Meizi, there's nothing weird in it." Su Womazi opened the box with a wry smile, and said, "Inside is the head of my younger brother Su Wolianzi. He offended King Qin Qiansui, so there should be such a difficulty."

A soldier came forward, took the box and inspected it carefully, and saw that there was nothing strange, so he sent it to Guo Ye.

Guo Ye confirmed that this person was Suwo Lianzi, so he waved his hand and ordered the soldier to remove the box.

Then he said: "The old leader didn't come here just to give away this head, did he?"

"Of course not. The old man also brought a request from the civil and military officials of the court."

Guo Ye snorted coldly and said, "Now that things have happened, do you think you are still qualified to negotiate terms with me?"

Su Womazi said seriously: "This is not a condition, it's just a small request. You can agree or not."

"Since you can answer or not, why should I agree?"

"We have all heard of your order to kill all members of the royal family. But you won't kill all the others, right?"

Guo Ye said: "Of course not, I am not a murderous devil."

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