The Beloved in the Palm

Chapter 322 Finale (End)

The Emperor and the Queen Mother passed away one after another.

The court held funerals, but at this time, the Xuanwang Mansion also sent out countless wedding cakes to celebrate the birth of the Xuanwang Mansion's prince.

At this time, no matter how stupid everyone was, they understood... the rumor seemed to be true.

Otherwise, the Xuanwang should not have been sad.

Finally, the court meeting came again.

"The country cannot be without a monarch for a day. Before your majesty passed away, he failed to leave an imperial decree. Now we can only rely on us to recommend a wise monarch from among the princes and princes." The one who took the initiative to speak was Liu Yuerong's uncle Li Shizhong, the number one figure in the Menxia Province.

His words were naturally very important.

Others couldn't help but look at him sideways, thinking that Liu Yuerong and Xuanwang's wife had a long-standing grudge. Although Liu Yuerong had been a little crazy since the death of the King of Wei, the hatred was there and would not disappear on its own.

This Li Shizhong is also a smart man, afraid of being dragged down by his niece.

At this time, all the ministers stood up and expressed their opinions.

Anyway, they all mean the same thing, that is, a new king must be elected.

Some people bluntly said that King Xuan should ascend the throne.

Anyway, he is the only adult prince now, and the others who deserve to die are all dead.

At this time, Zhongshu Ling Lu Hong stood up: "I think that your majesty may have favored the seventh prince when he was alive. The seventh prince guards the country, and King Xuan expands the territory, isn't it just right?"

When everyone heard this, they instantly remembered that the daughter of the Lu family was originally going to be given to King Xuan, but in the end it didn't happen.

Oh, Zhongshu Ling's move may not be really against King Xuan.

It should be to take advantage of the situation to put the daughter of the Lu family into King Xuan's backyard...

Zhongshu Ling has always had a tendency to be the head of the civil officials. Now that he stands up and speaks, the atmosphere in the court is instantly different.

Just when everyone thought that this matter would probably take two days to be resolved, and perhaps it would end with King Xuan taking action.

A person suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice: "I think His Highness King Xuan is very suitable."

Everyone looked at him in surprise.

It was Ning Que.

They were both from the Secretariat, one was the top leader and the other was the second in command.

Lu Hong did not expect to be contradicted by Ning Que, and his face changed immediately.

But once Ning Que started this... the others also stood up one after another: "I think King Xuan is suitable."

"I think so too."

"Is the Secretary of State dissatisfied with King Xuan?"

The general trend was unanimous.

Lu Hong was dragged into it, how could he dare to express his dissatisfaction?

The court meeting ended, and in the end, King Xuan was unanimously nominated.

Lu Hong couldn't help but walk to Ning Que: "Mr. Ning is worthy of being a student of the Xu family. He formed a faction without making a sound. How did your colleagues be bewitched by you and lean towards you?"

Ning Que said calmly: "If you are anxious for others and treat others sincerely, colleagues will naturally be as close as brothers."

Lu Hong just wanted to curse "Pah".

Isn't this nonsense? Who believes it?

"It's just that you used to be a member of the Xu family, but now you have surrendered to King Xuan. Have you forgotten the hatred between the two families? I don't know how those vassals of the Xu family in the past will look at you?" Lu Hong lowered his voice.

Ning Que still looked indifferent and said: "You are wrong. If I appoint a general as a prime minister, they will have a chance to turn over again. They will only be happy, not hate me."

Lu Hong's face was angry, but he didn't say anything else. If he continued to talk, he would only appear to be like a child who couldn't play and was incompetent and furious.

Because the government urgently needed someone to take care of it, King Xuan's coronation ceremony was soon prepared.

February 13th

It was an auspicious day.

On the day of his enthronement, King Xuan wore a black dragon robe and held two portraits in his hands.

Everyone was confused and watched him ascend the high platform, and then ordered the eunuchs to hang up the two portraits.

In one portrait, a young man was full of vigor and vigor, with clear eyebrows and eyes. In the other portrait, a young woman was wearing a red skirt like a flame, with a pair of phoenix eyes, and a beautiful face without losing her heroic spirit.

"These are Prince Zhang and the former Crown Princess." King Xuan took in their horrified looks and said calmly, "They are my biological father and mother. You should pay your respects to them."

The palace suddenly exploded.

"Your Highness King Xuan, no, no, Your Majesty... Your Majesty cannot do this!"

How could such a "royal scandal" be suddenly revealed on such a day?

King Xuan's expression remained unchanged. He lowered his eyes indifferently and said lightly: "This is to inform, not to ask for your opinions."

"Your Majesty!"

"No, Your Majesty, you must not do that. How will history books write about it in the future?"

At this time, the black armor guards drew their swords calmly.

The sound of weapons rang out, and the voices in the hall disappeared half at once.

It was Ning Que who bowed first: "Filial piety is the first of all virtues. Your Majesty's filial piety should be a good story in history books."

Liu Yuerong's uncle followed suit and bowed.

What else could Lu Hong say? His eyes swept over the black armor guards, and he sighed lightly, fearing that he would not be able to keep up with the flattery, and finally bowed.

Then other generals bowed their heads and bowed.

One of the groups was the most special.

They were wearing armor, guarding one person, and entered the hall in a dignified manner.

"I am Ding Xiu, the officer of the Qinggui Army!"

"I am Gu Fuchen, the leader of the Qinggui Army..."

"I am from the Xingyuan Army, and Dou Ruyun, an old subordinate of Prince Zhang..."

"Today, we can finally meet Prince Zhang and the Princess again."

Their eyes were filled with tears, and their voices were old but loud.

The court officials were so shocked that their scalps went numb and they could not say another word.

Of course, they couldn't say more because of their fierceness and the swords on their waists.

They bowed three times.

Then King Xuan whispered, "Yinyin, come."

Everyone looked carefully and found that the one they were surrounding was the Princess Xuan...

She was wearing a phoenix robe and a phoenix crown, and she looked delicate and beautiful.

She walked slowly towards the steps.

When she finally came to the side of King Xuan, King Xuan held her hand tightly and pressed her on the dragon throne.

The ministers were immediately furious.

They almost fainted.

Your Majesty, how can you do this?

It's not in line with the ancestral system!

They wanted to say so.

But thinking about the action just now... it seemed that it was not in line with the ancestral system.

After the Princess Xuan sat down firmly, King Xuan sat down next to her.

Then the Qinggui Army immediately knelt down again and performed the ceremony of three bows and nine kowtows: "Long live your majesty! Long live the queen!"

The ministers were so angry that they couldn't say anything.

Listen for yourself, is this reasonable? Is this reasonable?

But Liu Yuerong's uncle took the lead and followed suit, saying: "Long live His Majesty! Long live the Queen!"

Are you afraid that you will be too slow in flattering?

Others were so angry that they gnashed their teeth, but what else could they do?

The ministers bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, and the congratulations almost overturned the dome.

They said: "Long live His Majesty, long live the Queen!" Long live, long live, no need. This is their last stubbornness.

Xue Qingyin felt that the phoenix crown on her head was a little heavy, and she held her chin and looked down.

It seemed like she had returned to the day when the Meng tribe surrendered...

But...

"Now you can see the back of more people's heads." Xue Qingyin smiled.

King Xuan held her fingers tightly and responded softly: "Yes. As long as you like."

They will also watch countless spring, summer, autumn and winter together.