The word "Chuang" is used very appropriately. It not only shows that the ministers behaved rudely, but also expresses their sincerity.
The so-called kneeling walk actually means kneeling on the ground and walking forward with your knees.
This is the beginning of a well-established band of light, leading others to imitate it.
The stone floor was very hard, and it was undoubtedly uncomfortable to do so, but others had to follow suit.
If you don't learn, do you have any objections to King Yong's succession? Do you have any different intentions? No one can afford such suspicion.
But there are exceptions at the scene, such as Zhou Chengping who lags behind everyone.
Of course, he also believed that Zhao Yanxun's succession to the throne was reasonable, but he really couldn't do such a thing as "taking the throne".
In fact, apart from Zhou Chengping, there were still more than a dozen officials in the square who had not moved. These people are all people with real integrity.
Of course, there were still a large number of feudal kings who were stunned. The status of the king prevented them from doing such a thing.
Let’s talk about Cheng Wenguang and others. They shouted all the way forward with their knees, just to call Zhao Yanxun back when he walked into the Huangji Gate.
There was a cry outside the Huangji Gate, and the ministers were about to dig out their hearts and show them to their revered His Highness King Yong.
Everyone passed through Huangji Gate, then "walked" through Chongzheng Gate on their knees, and finally arrived in front of Qian'an Gate.
Once you get here, if you want to enter, you are allowed to enter. No one is allowed to enter without calling.
Officials have always been pampered, and today's long "knee-walk" has left bloodstains on their robes.
"Your Highness, please obey the destiny of heaven and people's hearts, and succeed to the throne of the emperor!"
"Your Highness, please obey the destiny of heaven and people's hearts, and succeed to the throne of the emperor!"
Although it was painful, the slogans could not stop, and everyone was still shouting one after another at this moment.
Hundreds of people, persuading people to come in, will not give up until they achieve their goals.
The sound was continuous and echoed in the palace.
In the main hall of Yufu Palace, Zhao Weijing, who was less than five months old, was awakened by the shouts outside and started crying.
Fortunately, the palace maid comforted her in time so that the child did not cry loudly.
"Sister Lin, what are those people making trouble outside?"
Glancing out of the window, Huang Rongrong pouted and said, "Everyone of them cried harder than when the late emperor was buried!"
Hearing her inappropriate comparison, Lin Jingyu immediately laughed, but the next moment she turned serious again.
"Didn't I tell you to be careful about your words and deeds in the palace!"
Seeing that Lin Jingyu was really angry, Huang Rongrong quickly tried to please her.
"I know, sister has to teach me a lesson!"
Seeing that she still looked childish, Lin Jingyu said helplessly: "You are already a mother, can't you understand something?"
"Sister Lin, a few months ago in the palace, after the officials cried out, the prince sent cavalry into the capital..."
"This time they started crying again. Could it be that something big is about to happen?"
Hearing Huang Rongrong's "crazy" look, Lin Jingyu just wanted to slap her in the mouth to tell her to stop talking nonsense, but she did it again.
"Don't worry about so much, and take care of your baby with peace of mind!" Lin Jingyu scolded.
If you tell Huang Rongrong clearly about the matter of persuading him to join, there is no guarantee that she will not talk nonsense in the future. In this case, it is better not to know.
"Also...you can't hit anyone anymore. The princess was reprimanded for this!" Lin Jingyu said coldly.
When this matter was mentioned, Huang Rongrong became angry. She was extremely unhappy and said, "It must be Zhang Fengxiu who is talking nonsense to the empress. She is instigating discord and dares to file a complaint. I'm going to report it to the prince!"
Hearing this, Lin Jingyu couldn't help but raise her forehead. This silly southern woman was indeed hopeless.
Chatting continued in Yufu Palace, while on the other side in Changchun Palace, Xue Baoyun was also paying attention to the affairs of the previous dynasty.
At this time, she was sitting in front of the desk, with a hint of melancholy in her expression.
Because of his inability to restrain the harem, Xue Baoyun was severely punished when he went to see Concubine Duan early this morning.
Fortunately, Concubine Duan did not want to make the matter too big, so she did not name who was exempted from the restrictions. Only a few insiders knew the inside story.
At this moment, Concubine Duan was holding a brochure and looking at the contents carefully.
Changchun Palace is the residence of the queen. The previous owner was Zhen Xianglian, and now it is Xue Baoyun's palace.
The content of the book in her hand is Zhen Xianglian's record of life in the palace, which can barely be called a diary.
Zhao Weilong fled in panic that day, and there was no time to clean up these things, so they ended up in Xue Baoyun's hands.
Before Xue Baoyun moved in, the Changchun Palace was renovated and all the things in the former palace were moved to the side hall. Xue Baoyun accidentally found it today.
After reading a lot, Xue Baoyun came to the conclusion: it is too difficult to be a queen.
Listening to the shouts outside, Xue Baoyun murmured: "I don't know how long it will take for today's matter to be decided!"
In Qian'an Palace, in the main hall, Zhao Yanxun is sitting on the dragon chair. At this moment, he is sitting quietly and waiting.
"Your Majesty, more than thirty officials have fainted!"
"Your Majesty, there are more than fifty officials who cannot kneel down!"
"Your Majesty, more than ten officials have smashed their heads!"
Reports kept coming, and after hearing the last sentence, Zhao Yanxun finally felt that the heat was almost there.
I saw a sad expression on his face. After getting up from the dragon chair, he walked straight out of the hall.
Outside Qian'an Gate, the historian was still recording historical facts, and he first saw Zhao Yanxun walking out of Qian'an Gate.
Looking at the sad and distressed look on Zhao Yanxun's face, the historian recorded: "Hundreds of officials kept trying to persuade him, some of them fainted due to excitement, some kowtowed and lost their heads, some shouted and lost their voices, some knelt down and exhausted..."
"The king couldn't bear it, so he left Qian'anmen..."
When the historian finished writing the last word, Zhao Yanxun had already stood on the Qian'anmen platform, looked at the ministers under the imperial steps and said: "My dear friends, why are you doing this!"
Finally, Zhao Yanxun was "persuaded" to come out, and everyone at the scene suddenly shouted in unison as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood.
"Your Highness, please take over the throne as emperor!"
"Your Highness, please take over the throne as emperor!"
While talking, under the leadership of Cheng Wenguang, the officials of the Longyou Department began to walk on their knees again, and even boldly climbed up the imperial steps.
"Your Highness, please take over the throne as emperor!"
Their knees were worn out and they looked particularly embarrassed, which made Zhao Yanxun even more intolerable.
"Why is this so important? Don't force me again!"
However, no matter what Zhao Yanxun said, the slogans of everyone below were still the same, he could no longer be the emperor.
"Your Highness, please obey the destiny of heaven and people's hearts, and succeed to the throne of the emperor!"
"You...you..." Zhao Yanxun retreated helplessly.
At this time, not only Cheng Wenguang, but also hundreds of officials behind him all took a few steps forward.
Cheng Wenguang then said: "Your Highness, hundreds of officials have sacrificed their lives to ask for help. If Your Highness does not agree, I will have no choice but to remonstrate with you!"
He was only two steps away from Zhao Yanxun. After he finished saying this, he actually bumped into the stone steps.
Zhao Yanxun was still fast enough, so he stepped forward and grabbed him.
"Cheng Qing, why is this..."
"If Your Highness does not agree, I will be killed at the palace gate today!"
"You...you..." Zhao Yanxun was speechless for a moment.
At this moment, he seemed to have been forced to have no way out.
"Your Highness, Your Highness..."
Looking around, there are all eager eyes.
Finally, Zhao Yanxun let out a long sigh, and then said: "You are forcing me to stay infamy!"
His words were actually half-rejected and half-accepted.
So Cheng Wenguang took two steps back and immediately kowtowed: "Long live my emperor!"
With his roar, the officials present started shouting.
Looking at the scene in front of him, the historian said with excitement: "Our Jin Dynasty has another emperor who is proud of the past and the present!"
It was a supreme honor for him to experience and record this moment personally.