Qing Yan

"kneel--"

"bye--"

"sorrow--"

The chief of ceremonies' drawn-out voice resounded in the hall.

In the middle of the main hall, close to the wall, is a huge golden nanmu coffin, and in front of the coffin stands a tablet of the Lord God.It was the moment when Daxing Emperor Yu Wenzhe finished his funeral and the clan and officials mourned.

In the hall, there are a lot of people kneeling, they are the clansmen and important officials in the court; all the officials and workers below the second rank are saluting outside the hall.

The inner and outer coffins are not without luxury, the mourning is not without sadness, and the scene is not without grandeur...

No matter from which angle you look at it, the royal family has earned enough face in this mourning ceremony.However, so what?

Daxing Emperor Yu Wenzhe, who inherited court training from a young age, overcame the great rule when he was young, and made great efforts to govern, which made the great Zhou country improve slightly, and he was full of ambition to personally conquer the Beizheng and Puppet Dynasty.A well-behaved and promising emperor who "can stabilize the world with martial arts, and stabilize the country with literature", who would have thought that he would encounter unexpected accidents during the conquest of Beizheng and end up with a sharp arrow piercing his heart?

There are five emperors in the Yuwen family, from the Tai | Zu to the Daxing Emperor. Except for Emperor Wuzong who lived to his sixtieth year, the remaining few seem to be short on the word "span".I thought that the death of Emperor Renzong in his first year was the limit. After all, Renzong was sick and weak since he was a child, and his body was inherently deficient. But who would have thought that Emperor Daxing would be short-lived?But at the age of 20, he passed away unfortunately.Why not make people sigh?

Everyone followed the voice of the chief of ceremonies to salute, and apart from the heroic demeanor of the young emperor circling in their minds, they couldn't help but secretly speculate about the delicate situation in the hall——

Who was that little girl who knelt and saluted at the side of Emperor Daxing's Empress Jing?

There are also some people who heard some rumors in the past few days, and they can't help but click their tongues secretly: Is this the widow of Prince Xiaohuai?Is it... Yu Wenrui?Whoops!This is going to be a big deal!

On the surface, everyone seemed to be respectfully saluting the throne of Emperor Daxing, but in fact, they all had their own concerns. There were those who didn't know what to do, those who were curious, those who were unwilling to do so, and more. But Qing waited and watched from the sidelines, especially when he caught a glimpse of the "Black Faced King Kong" nicknamed "The Black Faced King Kong" and shot at Pei Jinsong's face that was a little darker than usual, he couldn't help shrinking his neck.

This Mr. Pei, honesty is first-class, and the official voice is even more first-class, but he is also first-class for admitting death.

Prime Minister Yu Wenguang is naturally among the crowd.Until now, he still couldn't figure out why the queen mother had such an attitude——

Yuwen's descendants are rare, and his family is the closest among the direct branches except those from the side branches.In particular, there are also the last instructions of Emperor Wuzong and Emperor Renzong. Isn't this obviously prepared for his family Qin'er?Qin'er is a boy and the younger brother of Emperor Daxing. He is just the right age, not as young as Jian'er.Is there any objection to this, this, this?Why did the queen mother insist on bringing out the widowed daughter of Prince Xiaohuai?

Well, even the Queen Mother didn't say anything to herself.But the little girl is standing in the front, and she is so coquettish, what does that mean?Yu Wenguang didn't believe that without the consent of the Queen Mother, that Queen Jing dared to make her own claim.

Who is the queen mother?Her old man is no ordinary woman.That is a heroine who is as broad-minded and far-sighted as any man!When Emperor Renzong passed away and the country was in danger, it was the then Empress Duan who turned the tide, listened to the government behind the curtain for three years, and returned the government to the Emperor Daxing, turning the situation around.

Therefore, facing the queen mother, Yu Wenguang only dared to persuade her slowly, and did not dare to go beyond the slightest.

What Yu Wenguang couldn't understand was his second uncle.

He took advantage of the time when he saluted and got up, and peeked at Zongzheng Yuwen Chengji who was diagonally ahead, and saw that he had just finished saluting, his tall and thin figure was erected meticulously, his waist was straight, and he could not tell that he was an old man who was over seventy years old.

Yu Wenguang was so anxious: "Second Uncle! My dear Second Uncle! You have something to say! You are Zongzheng, and the entire Yuwen family counts your seniority as senior. Don't you just watch That little girl is in charge of the country? Qin'er is your grand-nephew! You can't just leave her alone..."

However, despite his constant slander, Yuwen Chengji seemed to stay out of the matter, and he really stood there with his arms folded, staring expressionlessly at the coffin of Emperor Daxing.

The veins on Yu Wenguang's forehead were throbbing. Seeing that the matter was done, he didn't care about being reserved anymore. He leaned slightly and kept winking at Lu Kun, the servant of the Ministry of Rites.

Lu Kun's forehead was also throbbing with veins. He was not in a hurry, but nervous.

How could he not understand Yu Wenguang's eyes?

Understandable and understandable, but how to do it is another matter.

Seeing that His Royal Highness Xiang Wang winked at him, his eyeballs almost flew out of his sockets, Lu Kun secretly groaned, and said in his heart: My lord!You are my dear grandfather!Don't you see what occasion this is!You are pushing me into the fire pit!At this time, the first one to speak, is there really no danger of life?Even if he saves his life, can the black yarn on the humble head be saved?The humble job has to rely on it to support an 80-year-old mother and an eight-year-old baby...

He couldn't offend the King of Xiang, and he didn't dare to be that prominent rafter, so he could only sneak a glance at Pei Jinsong, and muttered silently: "Old Pei, old Pei, Hei Ye, you are so talkative!"

Who would have thought that God really heard his pleading.

After performing the salute and mourning, before Jing Yan could speak, Pei Jinsong suddenly said in a calm voice: "Queen! I have a question!"

In his desperation, he didn't wait for Jing Yan's reply, and even ignored the honorific speech, pointing in Yu Wenrui's direction, he asked the question without hesitation: "Who is this girl?"

Jing Yan froze, never expecting that he would attack directly.

However, her position was not chaotic, and she said calmly: "Heir Yu Wenrui."

Since Pei Jinsong was rude first, Jing Yan answered bluntly without showing any weakness.If you don't take me seriously as a queen, why should I take you, the right prime minister, seriously?

Pei Jinsong raised his thick eyebrows, only to realize that he had lost his manners.

He coughed unnaturally, but the sharpness of the conversation remained the same: "Dare to ask the empress, who identified this girl as the heir?"

Although Jing Yan was angry at him for being outspoken, he knew in his heart that Pei Jinsong was an upright gentleman, and he was much more frank when he asked this question than the villain who was secretly thinking about it.What's more, she had already thought of such a situation.As the Empress Dowager Duan said, "There are some tortures"!

Jing Yan smiled coldly: "The heir, Yu Wenrui, first filially embraced the heir and daughter of the crown prince, and carried out the emperor's will to carry on the great order. What's the matter, Mr. Pei, is there a problem?"

Hearing this, Pei Jinsong froze for a moment, he really did not expect that this little girl was actually the one who inherited the throne at the behest of Emperor Daxing.

However, after thinking about it, Pei Jinsong slowly shook his head: "Dare to ask the empress, where is the death of Emperor Daxing?"

"Master Pei doesn't believe what I said?"

Pei Jinsong bowed slightly, "I don't dare. However, as a prime minister, I don't know anything about such important matters related to the country and the country. I have to ask about the responsibility."

What he meant was that Yu Wenrui's succession to the throne was Jing Yan's edict.

Jing Yan snorted coldly, her face was pale, and her eyes swept across the people in the hall.Everyone had their own confidantes, and they all lowered their heads unnaturally after being swept away by her cold eyes.

"Master Pei, please look!" Jing Yan took out something from his sleeve and showed it in front of Pei Jinsong.

The cinnabar handwriting is not Yu Wenzhe's, but whose is it?

Pei Jinsong was immediately confused.

At this moment, all the people in the hall, whether they were far or near, saw the handwriting on the imperial decree, which was indeed the decree passed down by Emperor Daxing to Yu Wenrui, and they couldn't help beating in their hearts: Emperor Daxing has quietly appointed a prince?I waited without knowing...

Seeing the situation at this time, Jing Yan felt pain in his heart: If Zhe hadn't died so young, could this decree be carried out by him himself?Is it possible to enter the palace as an heir without any worries?

That decree was originally an unintentional move by Yu Wenzhe, but he didn't expect it to come true today...

"Empress!" Pei Jinsong frowned and pondered for a while, then suddenly said again, "So what if there is His Majesty's order?"

Jing Yan said coldly: "Is Mr. Pei trying to disobey the order?"

"No!" Pei Songzhi said solemnly, "I just want to ask, compared with Emperor Wuzong and Emperor Renzong, who is more respectable and inferior?"

Jing Yan faintly sensed the deep meaning in his words.

Pei Jinsong didn't wait for her to answer, and replied: "Of course it is Emperor Wuzong and Emperor Renzong who are respected! The two former emperors had a will long ago. In the world of the Zhou Dynasty, only men can inherit the great rule! Don't you know, my lady?"

Good question!

Lu Kun was secretly happy.

If you don't speak at this time, when will you wait?

As soon as Pei Jinsong's words fell, Lu Kun couldn't wait to echo loudly: "Exactly! I deeply agree with what Mr. Pei said. The sages have taught, 'The king is the minister, the father, the son', the so-called 'the king is the minister, The father is the guide of the son'. Since Emperor Wuzong and Emperor Renzong are the ancestors and fathers of His Majesty, what His Majesty said should be based on the two old people as the rule, and you must not violate it!"

King Xiang seized the opportunity and hurriedly said, "Xiao Wang Yulu, although he has read little, he also knows that the words of the sages are the most important truths in the world!"

Just at this time, another person said: "What the king said is very true!"

Another person said: "I think what Mr. Pei and Mr. Lu said is very reasonable!"

"My minister agrees."

"The minister also deeply agrees."

All of a sudden, the originally solemn and solemn sacrificial ceremony turned into a noisy vegetable market.

Jing Yan heard the shouts of the crowd, and sneered in his heart: "Okay, that's great!"

Now, she can see clearly the true appearance of each of these sanctimonious surfaces.

She is not in a hurry, but someone is.

This person is Yu Wenrui.

She saw the people in the hall, but no one agreed with Jing Yan, even Mrs. Duan and Jing Ziqiao, the British prince, were silent for some reason.

Sister-in-law is isolated like this!

How can Yu Wenrui see it!

She frowned, looked up at A-sao's indifferent appearance——

Auntie lost weight again...

A sister-in-law still had tears on her cheeks.

Yu Wenrui was close, and when she just saluted, she clearly heard Jing Yanqiang's self-repressed but still uncontrollable soft sobs.

Yu Wenrui's heart ached terribly, his heart seemed to be clenched suddenly, and it was about to be crushed.

Her blood was surging, and the reckless temperament in her bones prevailed for a moment, she couldn't care about anything, and shouted: "Shut up! Shut up, all alone!"

She used her internal strength to make this sound, so one can imagine its loudness.

When everyone heard this sound suddenly, they were all taken aback for a moment, and then the noise resumed again, no one took her seriously.

Yu Wenrui was ruthlessly ignored and furious.With a fever in her head, she pulled off the Gaozu jade pendant hanging around her neck, exerted strength with her feet, and sprinted onto the confession in front of Emperor Daxing's coffin.

"Emperor Gaozu is here! Who dares to disturb Emperor Daxing's rest!"

She has a small body, a clean and beautiful face, and a tall and straight figure. No matter how you look at her, she looks like a little fairy child, if it is not for her filial piety.

This move really worked, and all the clans and ministers in the palace were stunned.

Not to mention they have seen such a situation, even if they think about it, they can't imagine it——

Sijun stepped on the confession of Emperor Daxing, clutching the jade pendant of Emperor Gaozu in his hand, and shouted "Emperor Gaozu is here"...

This, this, what is the situation?