The High Gate Mistress of Rebirth

After experiencing this blow, Emperor Ming's already weak body was even worse. Knowing that he could no longer handle political affairs, Emperor Ming decided to give the throne to his own son Li Ling.

Before the Emperor Ming took the Zen throne, he brought Li Ling and all civil and military officials to pray to the ancestors in the ancestral temple, and asked Li Ling to recognize his ancestors and return to the clan. There was an uproar.

Zhao Bi was punished for his rebellion, the King of Jin was dead, the princeling party and the King of Jin party who had been competing for many years were both defeated, and Emperor Ming unexpectedly had a son at this time, and he was the famous Li Ling. How could those courtiers who had been fighting openly and secretly for a long time be willing .

Zhao Bi had no sons, so after his death, the princeling party stopped. King Jin still has a son, so the King Jin party is full of thoughts to make Prince Jin's son the heir apparent for their own benefit.

After Li Ling's identity was revealed, the King Jin Party was eager to move, trying to put Li Ling at a disadvantage and support the son of the King Jin to take the throne.

In the Jinluan Hall, after the imperial decree was read out, Meng Fanyong, the younger brother of Concubine Meng Gui, who is now Prime Minister of the Left, took the lead in objecting: "Whether Li Ling is from the blood of the Zhao family is not enough to be determined by the eldest princess's words alone. I object to making Li Ling the heir apparent."

As soon as Meng Fanyong said this, all the ministers of Jin Wang's party came out and said: "I will reconsider."

Emperor Ming's temperament has always been weak, and he treats his subjects with more than kindness and lack of prestige.

Emperor Ming's body has not yet recovered, he leaned on the soft pillow and leaned on the dragon chair, sighed and said: "I am the Son of Heaven, how can I recognize my son indiscriminately? Boyue is the son of my former empress Li, it is true, Er Don't doubt it any longer."

At this moment, Li Ling was standing beside Emperor Ming. He had straight eyebrows and a solemn expression, exuding the unique aloofness of a general who had galloped on the battlefield for many years.Looking at Emperor Ming again, except for the fact that his eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Li Ling, his demeanor and demeanor are completely different from each other.

Where are they like father and son?
Emperor Ming's words did not exert any coercion on Meng Fanyongzhao, and he objected: "Your Majesty, the royal blood cannot tolerate any mistakes. This is a serious matter. Please think twice."

Meng Fanyong is the younger brother of Concubine Meng. Concubine Meng was not born as a dancer, and her family background is not so good. This Meng Fanyong was originally a peddler. Climb to phase.

Without waiting for Emperor Ming to speak, the eldest princess who was beside Emperor Ming responded sharply to Meng Fanyong and said, "You keep talking about my Zhao Shi's bloodline, but I would like to ask you. This is my Zhao Shi's business. No objection, here is where it's up to you, a person who is able to live here thanks to the Meng family, to speak up."

Concubine Meng has been favored for many years, and the Meng family was once very popular in the court, and no one dared to provoke them. After so many years, they have already developed the virtue of being domineering and defiant.

Faced with the eldest princess's unceremonious reply, Meng Fanyong replied coldly: "Since ancient times, women have married and obeyed their husbands. Since the eldest princess has surrendered, she can no longer be regarded as a member of the Zhao family. If there is no one from me, Meng, to speak Therefore, it is naturally not the Eldest Princess' turn to make decisions on major matters in the court. Besides, Li Ling is the son of the Eldest Princess, and the actions of the Eldest Princess have to make the ministers suspicious."

As he said that, Meng Fanyong kowtowed to Emperor Ming and said, "I made Li Ling the heir apparent, and I will be the first to refuse to accept it."

As soon as Meng Fanyong finished speaking, all members of the Royal Jin Party knelt down and reconsidered: "The ministers are not convinced!"

King Jin once fought against the crown prince, and half of the officials in the court had already surrendered to him, so Meng Fanyong took the lead, and His Highness was Ulala's kneeling crowd.

The eldest princess was so angry that she pointed at the courtiers kneeling on the ground and said, "Wait, are you planning to rebel?"

Emperor Ming sighed deeply when he saw this, and said helplessly: "I have already lost two sons. I have already made it clear that Boyue is my flesh and blood. I have also explained the twists and turns to all the ministers. Why do you have to do this again?" It's so hard to press each other, hey! All the lovers are the ministers of Da Qi's humerus, you are like this, it really makes me very embarrassed."

Meng Fanyong did not back down and said: "Although Your Majesty has lost his second son, the King of Jin still has a son. For the sake of the pure blood of the royal family, Your Majesty should appoint the son of the King of Jin as the heir apparent. Your Majesty supports Li Ling, and the ministers just refuse to accept it."

As soon as Meng Fanyong's indignant words fell, Li Ling, who had been silent at the side, slowly walked down the imperial platform, and the eyes of all civil and military officials in the court could not help but focus on Li Ling.

Li Ling's face was expressionless, and his steps were not in a hurry, but his stature was heroic, and the cold and solemn aura around him gave people a great sense of oppression.

He walked up to the guard in front of the hall, and before the guard could recover, he conveniently pulled out the sword from the guard's waist, and then he walked towards Meng Fanyong walking like the wind.

The silent and frightening momentum forced Meng Fanyong back again and again, his pupils shrunk in shock and he gasped, before Li Ling could exclaim in surprise, Li Ling raised his sword.

A cold light flashed across the air, and Meng Fanyong's body and head were separated. The round head was sprinkled with bright red blood, following the sword light, rolled in the air in a beautiful arc, and then fell to the ground with a "plop". Get the hell out of there.

The officials had never seen such a bloody scene of killing and cutting decisively. All of them were ashamed in shock, and some timid ones even fainted immediately.

Li Ling held the blood-stained sword in one hand, looked at the officials with a cold expression, and said coldly, "Is there anyone who is not convinced?"

Look down on the momentum of the world!
That indisputable tone resounded powerfully in the Golden Luan Hall.

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were shocked, and there was a moment of silence in the hall.

"If you are still dissatisfied, just stand up!"

Li Ling's eyes were as deep as ice, looking around the hall, and his voice was shocking.

Li Ling, the majestic left chancellor, would kill as soon as he said he wanted to. With such decisiveness, no one would dare to pick stabs. His knees softened and he knelt down, and then all the ministers rushed to the ground like dumplings. Hurray like mountains and seas.

Emperor Ming, who was sitting on the dragon chair, was paralyzed by Li Ling's decisive action. He had heard the sound of "long live" for most of his life, but this time it sounded the most exciting.

Emperor Ming looked at Li Ling who stood proudly in the center of the hall, with mixed emotions in his heart. Apart from being relieved, he couldn't even believe that he would have such an excellent son.

The eyes of the eldest princess also fell on Li Ling. This royal princess who never gave up to her husband finally saw her grandfather and her father again in the next generation of emperors of the Zhao family.

Before she died, Empress Li begged her not to let Li Ling know her identity, and only hoped that he would be safe and successful. But this descendant of the royal family, like a goshawk, is destined not to live an ordinary life like a bird. It's about flying over the top of the mountain.