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Listening to Mao Xingjian's joke, Xiaomo also showed a smile on her face, but after a while, her smile restrained again, and instead she asked worriedly.

"A few days ago, Royal Father sent someone to ask again. Royal Father really wants to abdicate. Husband, do you really not consider inheriting the throne?"

These words stopped Mao Xingjian's hand holding the spoon. After a moment of silence, he finally laughed again: "Isn't Father always saying that veteran cadres should use their spare time? The world still needs Father, We should let him take the lead and give full play to the remaining heat! Don't worry, Father's body will not be a problem if he rules the world for another ten years. By then, our fisherman will grow up and mature!"

These words made Xiaomo amused again. She hammered Mao Xingjian's body with her small fist helplessly, and complained coquettishly: "Is there anyone like you who is a father? You just want to shirk the responsibility to your son."

"Haha, isn't the old guy the same? So don't feel sorry for him!"

A warm and simple dinner, in the sour atmosphere of love, you and I passed quickly, but returned to the room, looking at the pile of documents on the desk, Mao Xingjian's smile also restrained, and also He didn't deal with official business immediately, so he opened the bottom of the desk, and he took out a lighter engraved with a phoenix, and lit it in his hand with a click. In the dancing flame, the wild but warm face of the matriarch , seemed to appear in front of his eyes, and after so many years, he still couldn't let go of it.

"I, can I do it?"

bang bang bang~

Mao Xingjian woke up abruptly from the sound of knocking on the door. He subconsciously put the lighter in his pocket, and hurriedly went up to open the door. At the door, his old subordinate for many years, the Ninth Legion in those days, is now the chief general of the Sixth Commander of the Eastern Palace. Zhamu knelt down anxiously: "Prince, there is an urgent report from the palace! Your Majesty is in a hurry!"

For a moment, Mao Xingjian's heart skipped a beat.

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There hasn't been a major incident in the empire for a long time, so tonight is particularly anxious. On the streets of Sijiu City, the troops of the Jingshi Corps are mobilizing in large groups, and even the palace guards have stepped up several times, and they are in rapid rotation. After entering the palace gate, following behind Mao Xingjian's carriage, several teams of Imperial Guard trotted sullenly.

Obviously feeling something wrong with the breath, Tong Zhamu, the head of the guard, asked Mao Xingjian in a low voice with some vigilance: "Prince, something seems wrong tonight, should we slow down, go back to the East Palace, prepare the guards, and then... ..”

"Even if Gu is His Majesty's most hated son, he is still his son!"

The tone was very firm, and his mind was full of what happened to Mao Jue. Mao Xingjian opened his mouth and rejected the proposal of his chief guard, and poked his head out. He shouted even more anxiously: "Hurry up, coachman!"

In the darkness, outside Mao Jue's White House bedroom, I don't know how many armors have gathered. In the darkness, the dense bayonets are looming, and the emperor's bodyguard with a long hair is hunched over. The guards have been here for a long time, and it is unexpected Surprisingly, Li Dingguo, the general and veteran Mao Xingjian relied on most, also appeared here, looking at the soldiers outside, he was also worried.

Feeling uneasy, Mao Xingjian ran up to Mao Li and asked anxiously, "Uncle Li, what the hell is my father..."

"Hey, His Highness will know when he enters!"

Hearing Mao Li's heavy tone, his heart became tighter. Mao Xingjian didn't have time to communicate with Li Dingguo, so he pushed open the door and broke into the palace.

"Father!"

hula~

The light suddenly illuminated the most important living room of the Ming Empire for entertaining foreign guests. To Mao Xingjian's astonishment, the six ministers and twelve cabinet ministers were all standing there, all of them with weird faces. , All eyes fell on Mao Xing's fitness.

Amidst the rustling voice, interviewers from a large number of important newspapers such as the Imperial Capital Daily, the Imperial Times, and the Ming Times hurriedly drew this historic scene. Mao Jue was "full of anger" amidst Mao Xingjian's astonishment. Jumping up from the big sofa, he pointed at Mao Xingjian's nose with trembling fingers and shouted.

"Nizi, you led an army to force the palace!"

He almost suffocated, and was stunned in shock. A few seconds later, Mao Xingjian knelt down on the ground in horror: "Father, listen to my explanation, I didn't..."

"No need to explain, don't you just want this position? I'll give it to you!"

Full of "sorrow and indignation", holding back a smile, Mao Jue swung his sleeves violently. The current executive director of the Royal Commission, Mao Hui, came to Mao Xingjian holding the Chuanguo Yuxi and the Emperor Liuxi, and put the things in front of Mao Xingjian. On the side in front of him, on this side, Mao Jue, who was still in the scene, yelled at the reporters in "sorrow and indignation".

"The prince forced the palace, forcing me to pass the throne to him!"

"No, father, my son..."

After recollection, Mao Xingjian knelt up straight with a sad face, and cried out sadly, but Mao Jue didn't give him a chance to explain, and roared even more urgently: "You still don't want to meet the new emperor?"

"The ministers kowtow to see my emperor, long live, long live, long live!"

Although the kneeling ceremony in the court has been abolished, but during the important time period of the handover of imperial power, the six departments and nine ministers still did not hesitate to kneel down. Following the roar of the mountain, the imperial guards outside also knelt down with a roar. The sound of courtship was like a relay, from the center of the heart of the empire to the entire capital.

Standing up in a daze, turning around to take a look, and then turning around to say something, Mao Jue's figure had disappeared in the hall, and several servants who had been arranged for a long time came up hurriedly holding special yellow robes, Putting it on his body, the chair with golden feet that Mao Jue used to sit on was also moved to the front, and he was supported to sit down. Under the ecstatic gazes of Li Dingguo and Tong Zhamu, the officials once again kowtowed and bowed nine times. Kneel down.

"Long live my emperor!"

There was no joy at all on his face, Mao Xingjian was on the verge of having a stroke, he was full of sorrow, and he roared in a low voice in a voice that no one else could hear.

"Father, you are ruthless!!!"

Chapter 9 Fourteen. The Finale----The rest of my life is enough!

In the mighty long river of history, for the position of the Nine Tripods, I don’t know how many romantic figures through the ages killed father and son, brothers killed each other, blood stained the history books, but now this is the most powerful dynasty in China, and the handover of power is Forced out in such a dramatic way.

Because up to now, although it is still the world, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty means more of the world, and the throne is no longer a pleasure for the world, but it means a heavy responsibility.

Several times in a row, Mao Xingjian refused to accept the throne, and he knew the importance of this responsibility. Every move he made would affect the rise and fall of the empire. He knew it as early as the bloody night in Snake City.

But this is also one of the reasons why Mao Jue must pass on him!Anyway, at dawn, the entire Ming Empire knew that the imperial power had changed, the old emperor had abdicated, the new emperor ascended the throne, and a new era had come.

Mao Xingjian, the new emperor, was not happy at all. Before leaving, Mao Jue made a list. Now all the major newspapers on the table were publishing headlines one after another in unknown language according to Mao Jue's script.

"Last night the prince led his troops to attack, His Majesty passed on the crown prince!" "

He said Mao Xingjian as if he really forced the palace to rebel. It is estimated that he will not be able to shake off the label of being an unfilial son for a long time.

"Your Majesty, the elders, generals and ministers are already waiting for you at the Imperial Parliament Building. In addition, His Royal Highness Mao Xingyu, the King of England, is visiting Daming recently, and we are also waiting for your summons!"

At the door, the emperor's secretariat reported again faithfully. Inside the door, Mao Xingjian, who was wearing the emperor's nine-dragon robe, put down the newspaper, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.Standing up, a wave of nervousness surfaced on his face, he took two heavy breaths, and firmly pinched the lighter engraved with a phoenix in his hand, and immediately Mao Xingjian pushed open the door vigorously, Welcomed the first day of his emperor.

In the parliament, representatives from various provinces also moved after hearing the news, and they had already gathered there. In the large conference hall, Mao Xingjian was watching Mao Xingjian striding in. Once again, countless reporters waved charcoal pencils, and the impatient second assistant hurriedly took the lead Stand up and ask.

"Your Majesty, how will the world change when the new emperor ascends the throne?"

"I think, we should change Yuan Rui and guard Qian Yuan!"

"Your Majesty, the Champa envoys have arrived in the capital, requesting Ming Dynasty to mediate the war between Champa and Annan!"

"Arrange the Ministry of Rites Honglu Temple to meet next Wednesday!"

"His Majesty......."

One problem after another was solved with ease, and the morning cabinet meeting passed so quickly and fulfillingly. At twelve o'clock at noon, as the new emperor, Mao Xingjian had a little rest time, but he didn't wait for him to catch his breath. Tea, the door of his study in the White House was slammed open again, full of disbelief, Mao Yuge, the eldest son of Mao Xingjian who had just been promoted to prince last night, broke in angrily again.

Extremely heartbroken, the teenage boy pointed at his face angrily and painfully, complaining anxiously.

"Father, how could you do such a thing? As a minister and son, you forced the palace to seize the throne. You are simply disloyal, unrighteous, and unfilial. You are simply the laughing stock of the world and a disgrace to the royal family. You have disappointed me so much!"

Mao Xingjian's first reaction to the sudden scolding was not anger, but astonishment. Decades ago, it seemed to be the same room, and the scene was exactly the same, except that the person standing on the other side of the desk seemed to be himself. Bar!

As expected of the father's words, after all, you have to pay back after you come out to mess around. The familiar feeling made Mao Xingjian stunned for a few seconds, a smile flashed on his face, and then, with a rigid face, he was Pointing at the door with full momentum, he roared.

"Get out!"

Throwing off his sleeves, the prince grunted and rushed out, looking at the swinging gate, Mao Xingjian became distressed again, should he change some teachers for the prince?

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