Chapter 167: The new king of the new king

In Wuying Hall, the ministers cried and cried, and their voices shook the clouds.

Xiao Fan hid among the crying ministers without any trace, knelt on the ground like everyone else, and did not dare to raise his head, and followed the ministers to cry.

A generation of emperors passed away and returned to heaven, and this emperor was the famous founding monarch in history. He created the last Han dynasty in ancient Chinese history. Such great achievements and such great talents, in theory, Xiao Fan should feel sad and regretful.

However, this talented and wise emperor killed him several times during his lifetime. Such an experience is as close as yesterday. How could he be sad about the death of this emperor?

Xiao Fan is just like his name. He is just an ordinary person, with love and hate, narrow side, and righteous side. Of course, he is also a little bit petty.

Strictly speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang has a grudge against him. If he had failed in his previous life, attempted murder would be called a crime.

Today, Lao Zhu was so angry that he was considered to be rewarded for one reward, which is very consistent with the cause and effect cycle mentioned by Buddhism.

The beams he had made before were written off, but he was so sad that he couldn't do it. To be honest, he ran to Zhou Yu's coffin without imitating Zhuge Liang, crying while pointing at the same time. He felt that he was already very kind.

But he still has to do what he should do. At this moment, his identity is a minister. When the emperor dies, his ministers must cry. Whether it is true or false, the more tears fall at this time, the more loyal he is. - There are many cases in history where emperors die, ministers are also hitting their heads in front of the jade stairs while crying. However, Xiao Fan did not intend to do this. In fact, he believed that the ministers who killed were too immersed in the play and did not control the strength of the head hitting the jade stairs, and the result was a tragedy...

Kneel on the ground and cry, showing your loyalty is OK, but don't play...

Xiao Fan was crying sadly now, which could be considered heartbroken. The tears on his face were covered in a mess. His messy appearance was not only disgusting, but of course he showed his loyalty.

He hid among the ministers, cried while looking up at Zhu Yuanzhang's body not far ahead.

Seeing several imperial physicians wiping tears to take Zhu Yuanzhang's pulse and flipping his eyelids, Xiao Fan cried and shook his whole body, his eyes flashed constantly, and he seemed very guilty.

Will ancient doctors find out that Zhu Yuanzhang was actually angry to death? They are not that powerful, right?

Fortunately, the imperial physicians were indeed as useless as Xiao Fan imagined. After a while of diagnosis, the imperial physicians looked at each other, then nodded, and then a piece of yellow silk covered Zhu Yuanzhang's uneven face.

The moment the yellow silk covered the wall, the louder the ministers kneeling in the hall cried, and the louder the sound was shocking.

Zhu Yunwen knelt in front of Zhu Yuanzhang's body, his eyes were red and swollen, and he almost fainted. The eunuch who was kneeling beside him had to support him from left to right.

Huang Zicheng was so angry that he was crying when he knelt behind Zhu Yunwen. The turbid old tears flowed down his face to his clothes, and he still beat his chest and cried.

This is a true loyal minister who adhered to the teachings of the saint "the king, the minister, the minister" throughout his life. Zhu Yuanzhang's death was a huge blow to Huang Zicheng. This blow was not because of personal feelings, but because of the great prince's feelings for the country, the country and the world.

At this moment, compared to Xiao Fan's hypocritical howling, Huang Zicheng's personality is naturally much nobler than him.

More than a hundred ministers in Wuying Hall cried loudly, and the hall was filled with sadness and the atmosphere was sad and painful.

Huang Zicheng wiped away the old tears hard, looked back and looked around, and saw the twenty princes kneeling not far behind Zhu Yunwen crying, looking very sad. Huang Zicheng suddenly felt shocked and immediately woke up from his grief.

Now is not the time to be sad! There is something big that has not been done yet!

Huang Zicheng quickly stood up, stood beside the kneeling ministers, cleared his throat, and shouted with a sob: "Stop the sadness of all colleagues! Listen to me!"

Zhu Yuanzhang killed countless ministers throughout his life. The ministers were respectful and afraid of him, but they really couldn't have much affection between the king and the ministers. At this time, crying was just a response and showing loyalty. When Huang Zicheng stood up and spoke, the hall soon became quiet, leaving Zhu Yunwen alone sobbing intermittently.

Huang Zicheng wiped his tears again and choked and said, "Your Majesty's death, Long Yu returns to heaven. This is the great misfortune of my Ming Dynasty! The country is mourning! The whole country is sad, and the people are mourning together! But... As a minister of the Ming Dynasty, we should not forget the public because of our own selfishness. Today, the country loses the heroic lord, and the court has no tomorrow. However, the country must not be without a master, and the sky must not be without a day. I am not talented and dare to show my colleagues. At this moment, the first priority we have to do is to ask the orders of the late emperor, support the new lord, and discuss the funeral of the late emperor. Do you agree?"

When the ministers heard this, they nodded and said yes.

More than twenty princes looked at each other and finally nodded in response.

Seeing that the princes were silent, Huang Zicheng felt a little relieved after seeing that he had been hanging for a long time, so he said in a deep voice: "Please ask the Minister of Rites Zheng Yizheng to send out the orders of the late emperor and show them to the civil and military officials of the court!"

Zheng Yi stood up after hearing this, pulled out a roll of yellow silk from his sleeve, walked to the ministers, and slowly spread the yellow silk, with a solemn and quiet expression, and said loudly: "The last emperor's order is here, and the ministers bow to him-"

All the ministers said long live, and bowed to the ground and bowed.

Zheng Yi said in a deep voice: "The Emperor of Heaven has been in charge of the will of heaven. The imperial edict said: I have been in charge of the decree of heaven for thirty years, and I have been worried about danger and accumulated my heart every day, and I will not be lazy every day, and I will benefit the people. However, since the humbleness, it is not as broad as the ancients, and I like good and evil, which is not far away. Now I have obtained the natural principles of all things, so why should I feel sad? The crown prince Yunwen is kind and filial and friendly, and the world is back to the heart, so that the people should ascend to the throne. The civil and military officials at home and abroad are united in assisting the government to safeguard our people. Don't use gold and jade for funeral and sacrificed rituals. The mountains and rivers of Xiaoling should not be changed. The people in the world will cry for three days and all will be relieved of their patriots. The kings will not come to the capital. Those who are not in the order will recommend this order to work. I respect this!"

After the decree was recited, the ministers in the palace cried again and bowed down.

Huang Zicheng stood up and slowly glanced at the ministers. His eyes deliberately stopped on the twenty princes who had entered the capital for a while, and said in a deep voice: "The last emperor's will be here. Do you have any doubts about the vassal kings and colleagues?"

The decree said that the kings do not need to go to the capital to mourn, but since the vassal kings have already entered the capital, this sentence was naturally ignored by everyone.

The princes looked around and looked at each other, with a look of hesitation.

Among them, Zhu Quan, the youngest, was just over 20 years old, but he was already the uncle of Zhu Yunwen, who was the same age as Zhu Quan had the most straightforward and hot temper. Because he had a deep affection with the King of Yan, Zhu Di vaguely stated when he was in the capital that Zhu Yunwen could not tolerate people's resentment. So Zhu Quan raised his head and asked with a little dissatisfaction: "The fourth brother, King Yan, has not arrived in the capital, and is it too anxious to support the new king? Why not finish the funeral ceremony of the late emperor? After the fourth brother enters the capital, all the royal family members gather together to discuss supporting the new king?"

Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows when he heard this. At the critical moment of supporting the new king, he could not be complicated. He was too sensitive at this time. Anyone who dared to stop Zhu Yunwen from ascending the throne should be regarded as an enemy.

So Xiao Fan straightened up and gestured to Cao Yi, who was standing outside the hall gate and pressing the sword.

Cao Yi nodded tacitly. Soon, a slight messy footsteps came from outside the hall. Hundreds of Jinyiwei lieutenants entered the hall one after another. Everyone, with a solemn and murderous aura, faintly surrounded the vassal kings and stared at the vassal kings motionlessly.

The sad and sad atmosphere in the hall suddenly changed, becoming solemn and tense, and the murderous aura gradually spread over the hall.

All the ministers were shocked and all hid on the ground and did not dare to move.

Zhu Yunwen looked sad and stared at Zhu Yuanzhang's body in a daze, his eyes full of confusion and panic, and he knew nothing about what was happening outside.

The vassal kings were stunned by the actions of the Jinyiwei. Then the more than 20 princes were furious and the noise was endless.

Zhu Quan said briskly: "Xiao Fan, what do you mean? Supporting the new king is a matter of my Tian family. Do you dare to disrespect the prince?"

Xiao Fan stood up and looked calm. He brushed his hair casually and said slowly: "Your Highness Ning, the Tian family is not a single family, and everyone in the world is paying attention to this. Supporting the new king is the will of the late emperor. As a minister of the Ming Dynasty, the Jinyiwei is only responsible to His Majesty the Emperor. He only knows how to act according to the order and dares to violate the order. The lower officials do not care whether you are the prince or the prince, and they will still arrest them if they should be arrested!"

Huang Zicheng, who was standing far away, heard Xiao Fan say this and gave him a rare look of admiration.

Although the two have different political views and are incompatible in the court, they have one thing in common, that is, their strong support for Zhu Yunwen.

Seeing that the situation in the palace became tense, the Jinyiwei looked at him, and it was very meaningless to take him down after a disagreement.

Zhu Quan was not a reckless man either. With his weak power, he naturally did not want to express his opposition. It was no longer possible to support the new king. Whether it was a title or a righteous orthodox, Zhu Yunwen's ascension to the throne was unrequited.

So Zhu Quan carefully glanced at Zhu Yunwen, who was silent, then lowered his head, snorted in disappointment, and said, "I didn't say that I would not follow the orders of the late emperor. Xiao Fan, you made such a big noise, don't you think it's too much to make a big deal?"

Seeing that Zhu Quan was submissive, Xiao Fan was naturally happy to give him a step. He laughed and said, "Your Highness Ning is so serious that his subordinates are not knowledgeable. Sometimes they can't understand what they say, which often leads to misunderstandings. When he heard that the prince was going to wait for the King of Yan to enter the capital, he thought that your superior wanted to violate the order... Haha."

Xiao Fan's words seemed to be light and heavy. Zhu Quan was sweating profusely when he heard it. He forced a smile and said, "Commander Xiao was too worried. I couldn't hide my words by nature and was used to it. Some words were obviously not malicious, but they became another meaning in other people's ears..."

Under the pressure of swords and weapons, Zhu Quan finally changed his attitude.

Xiao Fan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and smiled: "The prince agrees with the meaning of the prince. People's language is so wonderful. Sometimes the meaning is different if the word is different. For example, if the prince is moved by a woman, the prince praises the prince as a love-infatuation. This is a good thing, but if the prince says you are a 'infatuated man', the meaning is different..."

Zhu Quan: “…”

Seeing that everyone was looking at him speechlessly, Xiao Fan couldn't help but wonder, and turned to ask Cao Yi beside him, saying, "What's wrong with these people? Is the joke I'm telling cold?"

Cao Yi wiped his sweat: "...I don't know about others, I've had a cold war anyway."

Seeing that the situation was settled, Huang Zicheng hurriedly shouted: "All the kings and colleagues in the court, we will first worship the former emperor, and then meet the new king with the etiquette of the monarch and his subjects!"

Everyone looked shocked, so they kowtowed to Zhu Yuanzhang's body three and nine times, and then bowed to Zhu Yunwen three and nine times again, officially bowing to Zhu Yunwen with the courtesy of the king and his subjects.

"The heroic spirit of the late emperor is not far away, and the new king is immediately standing, taking advantage of the times, inheriting the way of heaven, and surpassing the holy dynasty. The king's virtue is obvious, and long live my emperor--"

The ministers bowed in unison and paid homage to Zhu Yunwen for the first time with the etiquette of the ministers meeting the king.

Zhu Yunwen was supported by eunuchs and stood in front of Zhu Yuanzhang's body. He looked at the ministers to salute him. His pale and handsome face turned a little confused.

"You...you...all you...just be calm." Zhu Yunwen said nervously.

"Your Majesty!" Huang Zicheng couldn't see it and stood up and said in a deep voice: "According to the court, the new monarch should be invited by the ministers three times ascended the throne, and the new monarch would say three times, you... you are too inconsistent with etiquette!"

Zhu Yunwen became even more panicked when he heard this and said more nervously: "Ah? That's it... I won't do it anymore."
Chapter completed!