His Royal Highness, he is plotting against me

Chapter 272 The Enthronement Ceremony
Qin Ao looked at the braided third prince of Beiliao with great interest.

Say he's smart, but he's not very smart.

Call him stupid, but also a little clever.

In contrast, the great prince of Beiliao was much more sensible.

Behind him, the two little radish heads ran away long after their uncle was beaten.

They are going to find Master Cao from Aunt Biluo's house to treat Uncle's wounds.

Qin Ao put down the wine glass in his hand, and looked at the third prince with a half-smile: "The third prince really wants to challenge Gu?"

The third prince of Beiliao was very sure: "Exactly! Xiao Wang wants to challenge Prince Dajing, do you dare to fight?"

Qin Ao smiled, and asked him again: "One game determines the outcome?"

"Yes!"

"Won't you go back on your word again?"

The third prince of Beiliao had an aggrieved expression on his face:
"……Yes!"

So His Royal Highness the Prince finally stood up, and came down wearing his five-claw golden dragon python robe embroidered with gold silk.

King Jing reminded him: "Does Your Highness want to change?"

His Royal Highness waved his hand: "It's okay, with that effort, the fight is over."

King Jing felt that he was asking too much: "..."

On the contrary, King Yi sneered: "Crazy is still big brother crazy!"

That's from the Northern Liao Dynasty.

Although the second brother beat them like a watermelon, how could the eldest brother compare with the second brother?
Brother, he is so weak...

King Yi saw the scene on the field clearly, and his eyes almost popped out.

"how can that be……"

one move.

The prince just stood still on the stage, without probing or hesitating, he just smiled politely at the third prince of Beiliao, and launched an attack.

He obviously had nothing in his hand, but it hit the third prince like a thousand weights.

The third prince confidently stretched out his hand to block Prince Dajing's move, but was knocked down to the ground by that force.

too fast.

Prince Dajing's legs swept over immediately, and the third prince saw the crack on the ground, and he was very glad that he rolled quickly!
What did the princes of Dajing grow up eating?

How could there be such a monster!

There is no need to say more about victory or defeat.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince straightened his slightly messy robe and dusted off the non-existent dust.

Condescendingly, he asked the third prince of Beiliao, "Are you admitting defeat?"

The third prince of Beiliao: "...can he deny it?
His Royal Highness waited for a long time for him to respond, so he took another step forward.

The third prince rolled to the side subconsciously, "Admit! I admit defeat!"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince stopped and stroked the red carpet rolled up by the fight with his toes.

"Third Prince, there is no need to panic. Friendship comes first, competition comes second."

"However, there are winners and losers in the competition. Since the third prince has already conceded, does our previous agreement still count?"

Saying this, His Royal Highness looked at the position of the Beiliao envoys.

To be precise, he is the eldest prince of Beiliao.

In this group of people, he has to speak well.

The eldest prince of Beiliao stood up, bowed to His Majesty Dajing above him, and then bowed slightly to Prince Dajing.

"Of course, the lottery mentioned earlier is still valid. Dajing won, and I, Beiliao, will no longer cross the boundaries of the thirteen tribes."

His Royal Highness nodded with satisfaction.

Although people in the Northern Liao Dynasty like to contradict their promises, they can only manage for a while.

Three to five years later, when Dajing's defenses in the Thirteen Tribes are up, even if they want to cross the border, they will not be able to cross it.

And above, King Ying stared at the people on the field with scorching eyes.

Unexpectedly, in a place like Shangjing, the eldest brother is still so powerful!
When I was young, my eldest brother was the most powerful among them, whether he was studying or practicing martial arts.

But then for some reason, the eldest brother suddenly became less powerful.

The third younger brother who read books is better than him, and he is better than him in martial arts.

If it wasn't because he was the son of the eldest son, many people in the court would have clamored to abolish the prince.

In the year he left, the third younger brother was the loudest voice in the court.

He even wondered whether his father would change his name to be the crown prince one day.

But this time when he came back, he found that his eldest brother had changed again, back to his dazzling appearance.

If he finds a chance, he must compete with his elder brother!
thought the king.

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The night is getting dark, and the singing and dancing have stopped.

Everyone present was a little drunk.

Especially the officials of Dajing, who were encouraged by the brilliant record of defeating the Beiliao warriors before, everyone was overwhelmed when they got excited.

Therefore, after hearing the news announced by their Majesty, everyone felt that they were hallucinating.

His Majesty said that he is old and lacks energy, and the prince has long been able to manage the government alone, and his Majesty can observe the people's sentiments, so he decided to take the Zen seat.

His Majesty the Emperor also said cordially to all the envoys: "In one month's time, the enthronement ceremony of my new Emperor Dajing will be held. Why don't all the envoys stay in Shangjing to watch the ceremony? It won't be too late to return after the enthronement ceremony of the new emperor is over."

The envoys looked at each other in blank dismay, never expecting that such a bomb would be dropped at the end of Emperor Dajing's Longevity Festival.

"Naturally, it is my honor to witness the enthronement ceremony of the new Emperor Dajing!"

"Yes, Xiao Wang hereby congratulates His Highness the Crown Prince of your country in advance."

Hearing that the envoys began to congratulate one by one, the Dajing officials who were in a cloud of fog finally sobered up.

My goodness!
What nonsense are their Majesties talking about?

The enthronement ceremony of the new emperor?
This majesty is still alive, why is the new emperor going to ascend the throne.

Could it be that His Majesty has some incurable disease?

Since ancient times, few emperors abdicated while alive.

unless forced to.

Otherwise, people will sit on the dragon chair until the new emperor takes his last breath.

The only person who knows a thing or two about the inside story is probably the Ministry of Rites.

In a word, I am old, my son is now promising, and I want to be the Supreme Emperor to enjoy my old age!

The officials of the Ministry of Rites didn't want to believe it either, but that's the truth.

In the past few months, they have not only been preparing for His Majesty's Longevity Festival, but also the enthronement ceremony next month.

Fortunately, the production of Xindi's dragon robes started as early as last year after returning from the southern tour.

Otherwise, how can we make it in time?
Generally, the dragon robes of the new emperor will be rush-made one or two years in advance, and then continue to be revised until they fit.

After all, you can't do this thing too fast. If you do it too fast, it seems that you are more anxious to send His Majesty away.

So when His Majesty gave them the decree after the new year, the prototype of the dragon robe hadn't come out yet!

In the past few months, the embroiderers in Zhizao Mansion have been suffering.

Not to mention that the monthly rest is gone, and there is still a rush to make dragon robes day and night.

The embroiderers are very puzzled. Last year, I heard that another group of embroiderers had been brought from Jiangnan. I thought I could share some of the burden with everyone, but in the end I didn't even see anyone.

It is said that there is another nobleman's auspicious clothes also rushing to make!
The embroiderers can't help it, this is a dragon robe, if you can't finish the important matter that delays the prince, you will lose your head.

It has to be said that human potential is unlimited, and it will come out as soon as you force it.

After rushing like this for a few months, I really asked them to make a rough idea.

In the remaining month, they collect the stitches and deal with some details, and then they can give it to His Royal Highness for a try.

(End of this chapter)