The heavens started from Dafeng to beat people up

Chapter 235 Follow-up matters
Late at night, the Royal Study Room.

Candles are shining brightly, as bright as day.

The prince sat behind the big case belonging to the emperor, dazed and a little dazed. Ever since Emperor Yuan Jing was detained, he felt that everything he saw was a little illusory, his head was dizzy, and his mood was mixed. There were emotions, sighs, and emotions. Excited, excited, apprehensive.
For him, today is a dramatic day, but it is more important than ever. The supreme throne he has dreamed of is in front of him, only half a step away. After more than ten years of hard work, he will be able to get what he wants. There is no hindrance.

At this time, the ministers are still waiting in the side hall, waiting for the discussion.

Today's incident is too magical. They, who have been in the officialdom for decades, are a little at a loss. They can't settle down if they don't discuss a unified idea, and they can't sleep well when they go back at night. They simply eat and drink in the palace. Let's talk about today's events.

After all, Emperor Yuan Jing is not dead yet. At this time, everyone's thinking is the most chaotic, and unifying thinking is the top priority.

And although Emperor Yuan Jing is not dead, but the meaning is almost the same as death, and the dragons have no leader. At this moment, the prince will naturally stand up and preside over the overall situation. This is a matter of course, and it is also the meaning of the prince's existence.

A country cannot be without a king for a day, nor can it be without a prince for a day.

The role of the crown prince is highlighted at this time. If there is no crown prince in Dafeng, it will probably be chaotic at the moment.

And if the crown prince is in power, the emperor and the courtiers will be a change that has not been seen in a century. From top to bottom, the transfer of various rights and the exchange of interests can be called a huge gluttonous feast.
"Your Highness, Lord Shoufu is here."

The old eunuch came in from the outside, took two steps forward, stood below, and said respectfully.

The prince was shocked, and said, "Quickly invite Mr. Shoufu to come in."

Wearing a crimson robe and an official hat, Wang Shoufu stepped into the imperial study with steady steps.

Compared with the panic of the ministers, Wang Shoufu's face was calm and his spirit was very good. His whole person seemed to have been completely reborn, sweeping away his ailments.

Step forward and make a bow: "Your Highness!"
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The night is like water, full of stars.

The Princess Palace, the back garden.

In the gazebo, Huaiqing and Chu Linyang were sitting on both sides of the stone table, playing chess.

"The one summoned by the emperor's grandfather today should be the witch god from the witch god sect, right?!"

Huaiqing picked up a white chess piece with his fair and slender jade fingers, and gently placed it on the chessboard, while chatting casually with Chu Linyang.

"A sliver of power from the witch god is just a clone condensed by the spirit of the dragon veins, it's not worth mentioning."

Chu Linyang didn't even look at the chessboard, just picked up a sunspot and put it on it.

Don't super-grade witches and gods look down on you? Huaiqing paused for a moment, and couldn't help but glance at Chu Linyang with beautiful eyes. There was no expression on his clear face. After thinking for a while, he paused, and then casually asked:
"So that's it, what is the spirit of the dragon vein?"

She has an instinctive thirst for knowledge about everything related to politics, imperial power, people's livelihood and so on.

It seems that even a top female student doesn't know everything. It is estimated that this is a secret that only the emperor is entitled to know. Chu Linyang took a cup of tea next to him, took a sip of tea, pondered and said:
"Dragon veins, you should know, are the combination of air luck and earth veins. They are the symbol of national destiny and the foundation of the dynasty. The spirit of dragon veins is simple, a special life form without autonomous consciousness formed in dragon veins, um, the process It's not easy."

Huaiqing nodded slightly, expressing his understanding. The two played chess in a leisurely way, and the game came to an end after a while.

At the end of the game, it has nothing to do with winning or losing. Chu Linyang tossed the chess piece, looked at the beautiful and refined Huaiqing, and asked with great interest: "Do you really let the prince sit on the throne? Do you not regret it?"

"It's easy to sit on, but difficult to sit firmly. He's not the father, so it's easy to pull him down."

Huaiqing said lightly.

Chu Linyang smiled slightly, and stopped talking. He is not someone from Huaiqing himself. Whoever sits on the throne has nothing to do with him. It's just that he mentioned it before, otherwise he wouldn't ask more questions. .
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On the Imperial Palace Avenue, a group of people and horses were walking quickly.

Xu time had passed, the moon was in the sky, the crown prince finished his discussion with the courtiers, feeling a little tired physically but excitedly going back to his bedroom.

At this meeting, he has already received the support of the ministers of the DPRK and China, as well as the dignitaries and the royal family, and initially consolidated the foundation for his ascension to the top.

The core issue has been determined, and the rest are just some side issues, which are not worth worrying about.

And what played a decisive role was that he was affirmed by the first assistant Wang Zhenwen. Wang Shoufu is also a figure he can rely on in the future. As long as he reaches an "alliance" with Wang Shoufu, he can suppress the parties in a short time and sit firmly in the dragon chair. .

And this is not difficult, because there are many princelings in the royal party.

Wang Shoufu himself didn't stand in line, that's because Emperor Yuan Jing was still there in the past, and he seemed to be in his prime of youth. As one of the two major forces in the court, Shoufu naturally couldn't stand in line in a hurry, otherwise his political wisdom would be insulted.

But in fact, Wang Shoufu naturally favored the prince in secret, otherwise he would not sit back and watch the members of the royal party secretly take refuge in him, and the prince naturally knew this.

As for other influential people such as supervisors, national teachers, etc., as long as Dafeng is still there, they will not have much thought about the succession of the throne.

Perhaps the only thing that gave him a headache was the champion Hou Chulinyang, neither reward nor punishment, the key is his attitude is extremely important.

While the prince was thinking silently, he suddenly heard a commotion from outside the carriage, and was about to ask what happened, when the old eunuch outside reported, "Your Highness, Princess Lin'an is here."

The prince was silent for a while, then nodded helplessly: "Let Lin'an get into my carriage."

As the elder brother of Princess Lin'an, he naturally knows Lin'an's character very well, and he also knows exactly what happened when he came to see him so late.

The sound of Suo Suo's footsteps floated into the car, and at the same time, Lin'an's unique call to him: "Brother Prince, Brother Prince."

But the usual silver-bell-like melodious voice was full of urgency at this time.

Soon, the carriage curtain was lifted, and Princess Lin'an in a red dress entered the carriage alone. Her face was pale and haggard, and there was a lingering panic and worry in her eyes.

"Lin'an, it's so late, what are you doing running around instead of resting in the bedroom, it's too dangerous." The prince said with a gentle face.

"Brother Prince, they are all saying something happened to the emperor, tell me if it's true!" Lin'an asked eagerly.

Then he said: "I just went to the Jingyang Palace of my father, there are guards at the door, they won't let me in, why, why?!"

Lin'an's tears were already brewing in his eyes, and he looked at the elder brother in front of him tearfully.

The prince sighed, and patted her on the shoulder: "Lin'an, don't worry, father is safe in the palace now. But father really went too far this time, he colluded with the Witch God Sect, and wanted to send Dafeng Betrayal, if that's the case, think about it, how should we deal with ourselves at that time."

"You are a daughter's family, don't worry about this, go back and rest quickly. Now the officials are angry and the people are angry. I can't do anything about this matter."

When Lin'an heard the words, tears fell instantly, and he cried and said:

"Why don't you understand that Father must have been controlled by the Sorcerer Sect. That's not his intention. What's wrong with Father? Father has doted on me since I was a child. You don't care about him, but I can't ignore him."

The prince looked embarrassed and said:

"Hey, there must be an explanation for the souls of the hundreds of thousands of people in Chuzhou. Today's situation is also in the eyes of the princes. No matter what, I will try my best to make my father suffer less."

Lin'an seemed to have collapsed, crying: "I don't care, I don't care, I don't want my father to die, if you don't help me, then I'll go to my concubine mother, Xu Qi'an, Huaiqing, everyone!"

"Let me tell you, he is not our royal father!" The crown prince roared bitterly, and pulled out his trump card, fearing that the things that had been settled would be messed up by his precious sister.

Lin'an stared blankly at her brother-in-law, not knowing what he meant.

After a while, she asked as if asking for proof: "What did you say?"

The prince's face softened, and he repeated what he said just now: "I said he is not our father at all."

"It's the first emperor Joan of Arc, that is, our emperor's grandfather."

Afterwards, the prince told the whole story, including Huaiqing's and the national teacher's indications, including Joan's own admission, and even Joan's last delusion of dying together.

"Lin'an, do you know that if it wasn't for Chu Linyang today, you might never see me again." The prince shook his head with some palpitations.

Lin'an stared at the prince closely: "You didn't lie to me?"

"My silly sister, I wasn't the only one present at that time, why would I lie to you." The prince sighed, there was nothing he could do with his sister, and he could understand that Lin'an might not be able to accept it for a while.

"I know, I'll go back and think about it first." Lin'an said with some fear.

"Okay, okay, go back and think about it slowly, but don't forget to rest."

The prince nodded, then opened the curtain and told the old eunuch: "Send someone to send Princess Lin'an back to the palace, be careful on the way."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

The prince looked at Lin'an who was going away and shook his head frantically, but when he thought of having such an affectionate sister in Lin'an in the royal family, he still felt a little comforted in his heart.
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The next day, early in the morning.

The ordinary people who don't know what happened yesterday are living and working as usual, and they have worked hard all day for those three melons and two dates.

Apart from working, I was just surprised that the guards in the capital suddenly became tighter several times for some reason. In addition to the forbidden army and the guards, it seemed that even the guards stationed outside the city had many sergeants transferred into the city. Don't think about it, what is it going to do.

Except for the major war in Chuzhou recently, I haven't heard of any major events in other places.

In the early morning, a new notice was posted on the notice walls of the yamen in the capital, and the notice walls at the inner and outer city gates.

The notice is an important channel for the people in the capital to obtain official information on weekdays.

But ordinary people would not pay special attention to the notice wall in the past, unless something major happened recently.

The biggest thing in the capital right now is the massacre of Chuzhou.

"What did the notice say?"

As soon as the notice was posted, the people around rushed over to discuss or ask the officials who posted the notice.

The political sensitivity of the people in the capital is beyond doubt.

"What does it say on the notice?"

"What else can there be, isn't it just about Duke Huai's matter, it's been a few days, and the adults in the court haven't reached a conclusion yet, I don't think so!"

"Duke Huai is a prince, they are all his own people, what do you think!"

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't talk nonsense."

"Stop yelling. The atmosphere in the city is different today. There must be another big event. Get out of the way and let Lu Xiucai read it to us."

The person called Lu Xiucai was dressed as a Confucian scholar, with a white face and green beard. He looked young, but in fact, he just went to a private school for two years and could read two characters.

But among the ordinary people in the market, there are still a small number of people who can read and write, and he can already be called a high-level intellectual.

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Lu Xiucai looked around for a week, then stepped forward to the notice with great contentment, looked up, um, she was certain in her heart instantly, even if she had to guess, she could basically recite it almost exactly.

Then he cleared his throat and said loudly: "The current emperor Yuan Jing is actually the first emperor Joan of Arc. He is not good at governing the country. As a result, Dafeng's national power is gradually declining. He connived at the king of Zhenbei to slaughter Chuzhou City and colluded with the witch gods. It is ashamed of the ancestors to harm the virtuous ministers." After discussion, Joan was deposed as a commoner, paraded through the streets for three days, and beheaded at the Meridian Gate! After death, Joan's tablet will not enter the imperial temple, and her bones will not enter the imperial tomb."

A scholar surnamed Lu was sweating all over, his voice was trembling, and the more he read it, the more he felt that something was wrong. This is not a notice, it is clearly the ten crimes committed by Emperor Yuan Jing and also the first emperor Joan of Arc.

The group of people under the notice were shocked and inexplicable. Although they didn't understand the relationship, they still understood the beheading at the Meridian Gate during the last three days of parading.

Shocked, they spread the news crazily, and then, countless people flocked to various bulletin boards.

At the same time, the gates of the imperial city, the gates of the inner city, the gates of the outer city, twelve city gates, and twelve bulletin boards were all posted with the crimes of the late Emperor Joan of Arc.

There was an instant sensation in the capital.

At this time, the officers and soldiers of the guard station who were transferred into the city in advance came in handy. All classes in the capital were generally calm, because they had received the news in advance. Slowly subsided under the suppression.

And more people crowded at the entrance of the imperial city, intending to watch the excitement of Emperor Yuan Jing.

Emperor Yuan Jing devoted himself to cultivating Taoism these years. To the people in the capital, he was just a symbol. Now they can see the emperor's second child parading the streets. How could they miss such a rare event? This is also a talking point for their future children and grandchildren. .

Just after the hour, the gate of the imperial city was slowly opened. In the eyes of many people looking forward to it on both sides of the gate, the late emperor Joan of Arc was standing in a prison car with a pale face, white lips and disheveled hair. Under the watchful eye of a watchman, it slowly drove out——
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Tomorrow, the plot of Yuanjing will be completely over.

(End of this chapter)