[Comprehensive Martial Arts+Red Mansion] National Master Wushuang

It can be said that the empress and concubine Liang arrived one after the other. When they arrived, the old emperor had already passed away, and he didn't even have time to say a word.

Immediately afterwards, the concubines and nobles from all the palaces also rushed over, and the silent Qianqing Palace was filled with various voices, and the sound of crying rang through the sky.

The imperial physicians came in a hurry, but it was of no avail. The crown prince held the dead old emperor's hand in grief, weeping endlessly, the expression on his face was so sad that he almost cried himself out of breath, if it wasn't for the little eunuch Wen Shui Discovered in time, I'm afraid it will be even more chaotic now.

After a while, Chen Xiang and other ministers also rushed over, and a trace of joy flashed across Chen Xiang's face, but he quickly concealed the joy. He was almost forty years old, but his body was still very strong. Shi Baiguan was in chaos like ants on a hot pot, he was the only one, calm and composed, at that time he strode out and helped the prince who was crying and fell by the bed.

"His Majesty the Crown Prince, now that His Majesty has gone to the west of Hexi, the affairs inside and outside the court must not be slack for a day. I also invite His Majesty the Crown Prince to choose a day to ascend the throne." Chen Xiang's words awakened everyone who was still in a panic like a thunderbolt. That's right, isn't the most important and greatest contribution now is His Royal Highness Kuang Fu's ascension to the throne!

The prince's complexion was too pale due to grief, his lips squirmed, and he said: "Ben, how can this king ascend the throne when the father's bones are still cold? Isn't it an act of filial piety and heartlessness?" It is almost impossible for him to say such polite words. The tone of voice, if it weren't for the fact that everyone was concentrating on him at this time, it would be difficult to hear what he said clearly.

What the crown prince said didn't surprise all the officials. After all, what the emperors of all ages said in succession to the previous emperor was exactly the same as what they say today. It's just that the cowardice shown by the crown prince is really worrying.

Can such a cowardly and pleasure-loving monarch really keep his dragon chair safe?This question rang out in the minds of many honest and upright officials at this time, especially for old and cunning people like Shang Chen Xiang, the Great Qi Dynasty might change hands sooner or later!

Even though I thought so in my heart, but the prince was the only prince left under the emperor's knees, no matter how helpless he was, all the officials had to follow the etiquette to persuade the prince to succeed to the throne again and again.

After several repetitions, the prince finally agreed. Chen Xiang led all the officials and knelt down in two rows under the steps of Qianqing Palace, and the concubines of all palaces also knelt down in the hall according to their ranks. Everyone shouted long live three times. The prince standing on the hall was startled, his face was covered with a thin layer of coldness, his fists were clenched tightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

This ceremony was not a formal ceremony, it was just facilitated by Chen Xiang. After the crown prince asked everyone to get up, Chen Xiang stepped forward to tell his plan one by one. The eunuchs are responsible for cleaning and guarding the tomb every day, but it doesn't take too long to clean up the mausoleum.

The crown prince lowered his head slightly and listened to what Chen Xiang said, his peach blossom eyes were bright and dark, and after Chen Xiang finished speaking, the crown prince said slowly: "Chen Xiang is the head of all officials, and these matters are left to Chen Xiang, so I can rest assured. I also hope that Chen Xiang will be good at urging all the officials to act, and I want to stay here with my father."

Chen Xiang narrowed his eyes, showing sly complacency in his eyes, and answered yes respectfully on his face, but in his heart he looked down on this stupid and incompetent emperor.

When Chen Xiang and the officials stepped down to discuss matters by themselves, the prince ordered everyone to help the empress dowager and empress dowager down to rest, and the concubines also left in a tactful manner at this time.

After everyone left, only the emperor and the chief eunuch Huang Liren remained in the palace.The emperor's eyes were empty, his eyes were full of bewilderment, although he was very scheming since he was a child, but he was still not very sure about Chen Xiang's power, not to mention Chen Xiang colluded with people in the martial arts, His mansion is patrolled by many masters all the time, which is not inferior to this imperial palace.

The emperor's complexion was heavy. He frowned and thought about the complexion of the subordinates just now. Although the upright officials are loyal to him, they can't be completely trusted. After all, even his east palace has been inserted into nails by Chen Xiang. Chen Xiang's side.

"Your Majesty, it's more dewy, this old slave is going to make a cup of ginseng tea for Your Majesty." Huang Liren said wittily.

The emperor nodded, and watched Huang Liren walk out, the familiar creaking sound sounded again, the emperor sat wearily on the steps of the hall, the marble steps gave off a coolness in the night, through the layers of clothes until he arrived The emperor's heart, but he didn't seem to notice it at all.

In his mind, he quickly calculated who could use it. Most of the people in the court were mediocre, and there were also many mediocrities among the upright officials, but even if it was a scrap, it could at least be used to build a wall.

"Alas", the emperor sighed, propping his chin with one hand, the token of the dark army that the old emperor gave him before he died suddenly brought him back to his senses, he looked at the token, the token was from the The good Hetian jade is polished, the tentacles are warm and clear, and a dragon flying through the clouds and fog is carved on it. The dragon's eyes are piercing, as if it can look straight into the heart.

"Dark one, come out." A gleam of light flew in the emperor's eyes. Although the number of the dark army was small, they were all cultivated by the royal family and belonged only to the emperor. They were only regarded as guards and other roles in the past dynasties. The time was right for something else.

A man in black night clothes appeared in the hall like a ghost from the darkness, knelt down on one knee, "Kowtow to see the master in the dark."

The emperor's eyes looked at An Yi without any emotion. Everyone in the world thought that the emperor was a person who had no power to restrain himself and had no choice but to enjoy himself, but they didn't know that the old emperor had been secretly cultivating him since the death of the eldest prince, let alone the emperor. Mental skills, even in terms of martial arts, are not inferior to a first-class master.

An Yi felt that the gaze falling on him was as cold as jade, and a string was tensed in his heart. After hearing the emperor's words, he was relieved, and he respectfully answered yes, and his figure disappeared again.

At five o'clock, a heavy bell rang through the entire capital. When those old people heard the bell that they hadn't heard for a long time, their expressions changed drastically. The emperor died!Suddenly, the sound of mourning and crying resounded throughout the capital.

The old emperor has been in power for many years. Although he is greedy for beauty, he is a good emperor who is diligent and caring for the people. After he left, the people among the people cried sincerely. How much truth is only known to them.

When Zhen Po heard the news, his face turned pale. I don't know if it was luck or misfortune. If he entered the palace now, he might have moved his head, but he didn't have to go to the palace to heal the old emperor. How can it be so easy to enter the palace this way.

"Hey, with the sage gone, Xiang Chen is going to decide the government arbitrarily." A gentle and elegant man in a blue gown whispered to his companion sitting beside him.

"Brother Zhuge, be careful, there are so many people here, maybe there are members of Chen Xiang's party." The companion lowered his business and said in a low voice.After saying this, the companion carefully scanned the people around him, his timid and cautious appearance was no different from those Yu Shi who made all officials fearful.

Zhen Po lowered his eyelids, put a peanut in his mouth with the chopsticks in his hand, and settled down. Since this road is blocked, it is better to try to break through through another path.

On the bustling street, pedestrians came and went in a hurry. A big man with a swollen face walked towards a newly opened stall. Many people recognized that this man was the most notorious Mr. Xu in Naxi City, and hurriedly Dodging to both sides, for fear of accidentally touching his brow.

A dilapidated table with a compass on it. The compass was also tattered, as if it hadn’t been wiped for a long time. There was a banner beside the table, which read: "The iron mouth is broken." It's been a few days, but no one has come to tell the fortune. There is no other reason. The fortune teller is really far from the white-bearded, detached appearance that people imagine, and he is too young. She is only ten years old and wants to learn fortune-telling.

Seeing Old Ba Xu cursing as he walked, the passers-by could not help but sympathize with the fortune-teller. It was a thankless task to tell the fortune of Lao Ba Xu. Don’t even try to get the money, and if you make a wrong sentence, you will be beaten to death. If you sue the government, Fu Yi's No. 18 concubine in the government is exactly Xu Laoba's own sister, how can there be good fruit to eat!

The fortune teller saw Old Ba Xu approaching, with a trace of fear on his face, but he still stood up and forced a smile, "Guest officer, do you want to tell a fortune?"

"Yes!" Xu Laoba sat down in front of the table. As soon as he sat down, the stool under his buttocks creaked unbearably. I don't know what kind of fragrant stool was burned in my previous life.

"Let's listen to the horoscope of guest officer's birthday." The fortune teller sat down and looked at Mr. Xu.

"If you look at the horoscope of your birthday, no one can tell your fortune. In this way, look at my face, if you can tell the truth, then I will convince you." Old Ba Xu replied unceremoniously.

Passers-by who originally planned to leave quickly to avoid harming Chiyu heard this, and all stood still. It is really rare to come to tell fortunes without looking at the horoscope of the birthday. Many people saw the situation and came over to take a look. After they understood what happened, they became interested.

Old Ba Xu glanced at everyone and snorted, but he was not as angry as usual.

"Okay." The fortune teller said after being stunned for a while.

Before Old Ba Xu could speak, a well-dressed son next to him spoke first, "Hey, you fortune teller, don't boast about your mouth, otherwise this person's fists don't have eyes."

Xu Laoba scolded: "If you want to talk too much, you bastard, just watch the fun honestly."

The fortune teller smiled, and bowed his hands to the young master, "Thank you for your reminder, I have some skills. Don't worry, young master." His voice was like gurgling water, which only made people feel comfortable from the bottom of their hearts. bone.

The son's ears turned red when he heard it, and he thought to himself that if this fortune teller can't afford to eat in this industry, he can go to Liyuan to be a female actress. With his voice, he doesn't have to worry about food and clothing for a day.