"Okay, stop arguing." King Xuan stopped him. "My father's body is still cold, so how can he make such a fuss over the throne? I am willing to give up the throne to my brother."
"Your Majesty..." Half of the ministers knelt down, "No, you must not! The loyal king is cruel and vicious, he is not a wise king!"
"With the help of all the adults, Brother Huang will definitely correct those shortcomings, so you don't have to worry."
"I have only heard of monks breaking their precepts, but never of murderers sheathing their swords. What Prince Zhong did over the years is still fresh in everyone's memory. He was lawless when he was just a prince. If he ascended the throne, wouldn't it be like a world shattering?
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"Your masters are willing to give up their thrones, which shows that they know that the throne should be occupied by an elder." Lu Xuan said.
"What Mr. Lu said is absolutely true."
"We should welcome King Zhong back to the capital. King Zhong's army is about to enter the city gate. If so many of us don't even welcome him, wouldn't it chill the hearts of the soldiers who fought bloody battles?"
"That's right. Now we should go to welcome Prince Zhong back to the court."
"The king didn't need you to greet him. He came in by himself." King Zhong's loud voice came from the palace door. As he spoke, he had already stepped in.
He was wearing armor and looked so menacing that even this spacious palace seemed cramped.
Everyone smelled the smell of blood and took a few steps back in fear.
The expressions of the ministers who had just said that King Zhong was cruel changed greatly, and they looked like they had seen a ghost.
Lu Xuan snorted: "Master Wang, why don't you say anything? Prince Zhong is back. If you have any dissatisfaction with him, wouldn't it be better to say it in front of him?"
"Everything I said makes sense, and there is nothing I dare not say."
"Then just say it!" King Zhong looked at Mr. Wang.
Lord Wang trembled: "I've said all that needs to be said. I don't want to talk any more nonsense now."
"The emperor's brother has returned safely, and he should be the one to take care of him. However, the father passed away, so I can only feel wronged by the emperor's brother." King Xuan said.
"No grievance." Prince Zhong said, "I am looking forward to this great show."
"The eldest princess has arrived!"
As the eunuch's sharp communication sound sounded, the eldest princess walked into the hall with the servants waiting on her.
"I have met Her Highness the Princess."
"Excuse me, everyone." The eldest princess walked to the front and faced the ministers, "Logically speaking, I should not come to the hall to disturb you sirs, but I have a posthumous edict in my hand, which is related to the position of the crown prince, and it must be done by me personally.
Hand it over."
"Posthumous edict?"
All the ministers were shocked.
"Yes, I have the late emperor's edict in my hand." The eldest princess looked around, her eyes resting on King Zhong and King Xuan, "Everyone, please listen to the edict!"
Everyone knelt down.
"By God's blessing, the emperor issued an edict... King Xuan Wen Tao's military strategy, he has the ability to be a wise king..."
When the loyalists heard this, they felt half-hearted.
Is this going to pass the throne to King Xuan?
What should King Zhong do?
What should they do if they are loyal to the king?
There was a small sound of discussion from below. Some were happy, some were worried, some were angry, and some were doubtful.
"Princess, why do you have this edict in your hands?" Lu Xuan asked.
"Why is it in my hands? Mr. Lu, I don't understand what you are asking. This princess and the late emperor are siblings, why can't this edict be in my hands?"
"With so many people present, the late emperor handed over his will to a woman. Moreover, the late emperor had been in strong health these years. How could he have thought of writing a will?"
Of course, the late emperor's body could not be called strong, but he felt that he was strong, and he never thought about writing a will. In other words, it was true that he avoided the topic and would not mention it. To say that the late emperor wrote a will, the whole audience
Not many people believed it. The old emperor had taken so many pills, but he just didn’t want to die and would never admit that he was about to die.
"The late emperor is old, so why not write a posthumous edict to prevent today's disputes?"
"Can we see the edict?"
"certainly."
The ministers studied the imperial edict.
"It's the late emperor's handwriting."
"Indeed."
"Master Lu, do you have nothing to say?"
"How is it possible that you have nothing to say?" Lu Xuan said calmly, "My lords, what do you think of the late emperor's calligraphy?"
"Of course it's excellent."
Although the late emperor was fatuous, he was taught strictly from an early age and could still read handwriting.
"Where are the memorials the late emperor recently approved or the words he wrote recently?" Lu Xuan asked again.
Anxiety flashed in King Xuan's eyes.
The Lu brothers were determined to go against him.
King Zhong looked sharply at the eunuch serving the emperor: "Master Lu asked me a question, do you dare not answer it?"
Wow! The sound of a soldier drawing his sword came from behind.
The eunuch said tremblingly: "The emperor has not approved any memorials or written words for half a year. Half a year ago, he was in a good mood and wrote a poem to Concubine Mei."
King Zhong sent someone to bring the poem from Concubine Mei's hand.
When all the ministers saw the content of the poem, their faces turned red.
What kind of poetry is this? It is simply unsightly and demeaning.
Lu Xuan looked at it without changing his expression.
"These are the handwriting of the late emperor. Looking at the edict, don't you find it strange? The words in the edict are sonorous and powerful, but the handwriting of the late emperor half a year ago has an old look, as if it was written by a man in his thirties or forties.
, written by an old man who looks like he is seventy or eighty years old. Although the fonts are similar, the 'qi' in the words is very different! This edict is fake and cannot be written by the late emperor."
"Master Lu, what do you mean by this?" The eldest princess was angry, "Is it possible that this princess is pretending to pass on the inheritance?"
"Then I have to ask you, Your Highness the Princess."
"It's ridiculous, why do I need to do this so much? What does this have to do with me, Princess?"
"Brother Emperor, you don't believe this edict is true either?" King Xuan asked King Zhong.
"Of course I don't believe it." King Zhong looked at King Xuan, "Come here and take down the eldest princess."
"Brother Emperor, do you want to rebel like this?" King Xuan made a gesture.
A group of people rushed in and surrounded the palace.
Those who were loyal to the king confronted him.
"It seems that King Xuan is here well prepared!"
"I heard that the emperor brother is back. As a younger brother, of course I have to take it seriously. After all, I am also afraid of the emperor brother's methods!"
"King Zhong, the late emperor wants to pass the throne to King Xuan, do you dare to refuse?" A minister said, "If you rebel, you will be a traitor and a traitor."
"If I kill you barking old dogs, what's the use of this edict?" King Zhong sneered, "Master Wang, do you want to try my sword?"
"You...I am a second-rank officer...if you hurt my life indiscriminately and cannot convince the public, even if you take the throne, no one will accept you."
"Don't be so excited, everyone!" Lu Yi walked into the palace, "Whether it is true or not, I just need to find someone to verify it. I just happened to bring the verification master and let him answer your questions."
"Master Lu, when did you come back?" Someone was shocked.
"Excuse me, my lords, I just returned to Beijing. I heard something happened here, so I immediately changed into my official uniform and came here." Lu Yi and Prince Zhong looked at each other.