The imperial concubine dotes on her alone

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He spoke seriously, and the movements of his hands were unambiguous, and the blade pointed directly at Jiang Huimin.

The man remained motionless.

On the other hand, Xia Qing was a little anxious. She quickly stepped forward and stopped Jiang Huimin.

"If the general insists on fighting, let's start with Xia Qing."

Jiang Huimin couldn't stay still, she tried to pull Xia Qing away, but Xia Qing was stubborn and insisted on stopping her.

Yan Wei gritted his teeth, "Get out of the way."

"I don't." Xia Qing was very persistent.

"Xia Wenzhao." Only Yan Wei said, "Your father and I are close friends, and you are his only daughter. I don't want to make things difficult for you. Get out of the way."

Xia Qing stared at Yan Wei, "Since the general is close friends with my father, he should know why the Xia family's tragedy happened. Does the general want to see such a tragedy again?"

Yan Wei seemed to be a little shaken, he moved his wrist slightly, but quickly pointed at Xia Qing, "It was the same year back then, and I haven't done such a thing today, there is no reason to force him to abdicate."

"What the little emperor has done is even worse than that of the late emperor. Will the general continue to deceive himself?"

Yan Wei's eyebrows twitched.

Of course he knew that what the little emperor had done was very bad, and it was reasonable to abolish him.

But Yan Wei, who has been loyal to the imperial court for many years and has been loyal for generations, cannot sit idly by and allow the emperor to be deposed.

He was confused.

As soon as he struggled, the movements of his hands slowed down by half a minute.

When the inside was anxious, a guard outside suddenly called out: "Report! It's not good, the west gate is on fire."

In an instant, another guard came to report: "Report, the east gate is on fire."

Soon, people from all four city gates came to report that there was a fire outside and enemy troops rushed into the city.

Those ministers who usually only know how to talk lip service were so frightened that they had no idea at all. They just said to Yan Wei, "General Yan, think of a way!"

"Where is the Imperial Guard, come and escort us!"

It's a pity that no one agreed to them, Jiang Huimin had already arranged everything.

Yan Wei was obviously also very surprised. He didn't expect that the enemy could enter the capital with the skill of going to court. When he was wondering, a long arrow pierced through the air behind him. Before he could react, he saw the feathered arrow shoot into the capital. his wrist.

Yan Wei was in pain, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

He turned his head and saw a figure standing at the entrance of the hall.

That was the Ninth Prince who had just arrived in the capital.

Yan Wei hadn't seen him for many years, now he was riding a war horse, holding a bow and arrow, standing in the middle of the door.

"Long time no see, General," he said.

Yan Wei seemed to be surprised, he held back the pain, "You... you have colluded with this woman."

The Ninth Prince was noncommittal.

Behind him are heavily armed soldiers, occupying the capital in an instant.

Yan Wei had a feeling of being cheated, Jiang Huimin transferred him to the capital, and now he has been torn up in the court for so long, there is no time to resist the enemy outside the city, he shook his head repeatedly.

Xia Qing was staring outside at this time, the Ninth Prince suddenly stepped aside, and behind him, a man with gray hair rode forward.

Xia Qing's eyes flickered, she looked at the old man, her lips trembled suddenly, and it took a long time before she choked up and said, "Grandpa."

The old man on the opposite side was in tears. He looked at his granddaughter, and immediately couldn't help but think of that poor daughter.

Xia Qing was the only one left in the Xia family.

He got off the horse, came to Xia Qing, and held her tightly in his arms.

"I thought I would never see you again in this life." Xia Qing cried.

The old man comforted his granddaughter, and a middle-aged man behind him stepped forward, who was Xia Qing's uncle.

The flames shot up to the sky outside, and the entire capital was under control. The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty had nothing to do but tremble.

Jiang Huimin looked at everyone in the hall, "Do you have any questions?"

Where anyone dared to speak, the courtiers would only nod their heads in agreement.

Some people have already started to speculate, is the Ninth Prince going to ascend the throne now?

Seeing this, Jiang Huimin smiled with satisfaction, "Since that's the case, let's send the King of Shonan on his way tomorrow. Southern Xinjiang is in a good season recently, so don't disappoint my heart for you."

The little emperor and Yan Wei were escorted to prison immediately.

In the blink of an eye, the world is about to change hands, and everyone is waiting for Jiang Huimin to speak and announce who will sit on the throne.

Jiang Huimin and Xia Qing looked at each other, Xia Qing nodded, and looked at Ninth Prince and her grandfather outside.

All the soldiers and horses in the capital have been controlled by her grandfather.

So she cleared her throat and announced to the courtiers: "The king of Nanxiang violated the laws of the ancestors and colluded with the enemy. It is hard to forgive. Now that the throne is vacant, the Aijia considers that the emperor and concubine have been cooperating in governing, and everything has been handled in an orderly manner." , From now on, the imperial concubine will officially take power, change the year name, and formally ascend the throne in three days."

When Xia Qing said these words, the following was very quiet at first, and then there was an uproar.

"This is treason!"

"You actually have to change your year name to ascend the throne."

"The ancestors have no eyes, how can a woman be in power and enthroned? Isn't this disruptive?"

"The female ji Sichen is an ominous omen."

Jiang Huimin just stared at them coldly without saying a word.

After a little silence below, she finally spoke: "Have you finished?"

Ministers, you can't believe it when you look at me and I look at you.

The woman's vermilion lips parted lightly: "Now that you've finished speaking, then, get ready to go." She shouted at the guards: "Come on, detain everyone who spoke just now, there is no need for interrogation, and they will be executed directly tomorrow. "

"What are you going to do!" Several people still wanted to struggle, but how could they beat the soldiers.

Seeing the beauty's expression was indifferent: "Since you think I made a mistake in enthroning, then go underground and ask your ancestors, and send a message for me. If they also think I made a mistake, remember to tell me, and I will return the original throne. "Said with a smile on his lips.

Several ministers wailed and cursed, but they couldn't escape the fate of being dragged down.

In an instant, half of the people in the court were missing, and the silence was scary for a while.

I saw Jiang Huimin slowly walking up to the dragon chair with her palace attire in hand.

She doesn't want to sit on it now, because she can change her name in the enthronement ceremony three days later.

Xia Qing held her arm, and the two looked at each other, wanting to say a thousand things in their hearts.

In the end, the Ninth Prince stepped forward, "Let them go back first, and arrange for the Ministry of Rites to prepare for the enthronement ceremony early, and it will arrive soon in three days."

So the ministers were sent away, and Jiang Huimin took Xia Qing back to Jingchun Palace.

As soon as he entered the door, sitting on the familiar bed, Xia Qing suddenly burst into tears.

Jiang Huimin reached out to hug her, and rubbed her tightly in her arms.

"It's all over." She gently stroked Xia Qing's hair and comforted her softly.

"From now on, Jiang Huimin and Xia Qing will never part again, and no one will bother us again."

Xia Qing's tears flowed down on Jiang Huimin's body, soaking through his clothes, and fused with that person tightly.

No need to worry anymore.

Three days later, when it came to talk, under the absolute suppression of military power, no one dared to question Jiang Huimin's ascension to the throne. The people in the Ministry of Rites held the ceremony honestly, and all systems followed the normal enthronement.

Jiang Huimin was dressed in a nine-phoenix costume and a pearl and jade phoenix crown, and stepped onto the dragon chair step by step.

Xia Qing personally designed the clothes that the Ministry of Rites rushed to make overnight, and now she wears them with a majestic air.

She sat there, staring at the officials below with deep eyes, and all the officials bowed to the ground, congratulating the empress on her ascension to the throne.

The prosperity begins here.

In Jingchun Palace on the other side, Xia Qing sat on Jiang Huimin's phoenix seat, looking at the blue sky outside the palace.