Hundreds of households in Liaodong, covering the light with one hand

The grand ceremony for the new emperor's enthronement was held in Jianji Hall.

Ye Xianggao and Yuan Keli came to the palace early in the morning to ask Zhu Cilin to change clothes and wear the emperor's crown.

Because the matter was in a hurry, Zhu Cilin did not have a well-tailored crown robe. However, after being reminded by the old eunuch, he dug out the original crown from the palace treasury when Emperor Jiajing inherited the throne. The two men were about the same height and weight, so they could wear it. .

Zhu Cilin was like a puppet on strings, being surrounded and manipulated by others, moving step by step towards the position that he had never dared to imagine in ten years.

The Queen Mother Zhang Yan did not show up. Since her talk with Zhu Cilin broke down last night, the Queen Mother took her personal nanny to Kunning Palace. The palace door was closed tightly and no outsiders were seen.

Zhu Cilin wanted to be the emperor. As a descendant of the Zhu family, Zhu Cilin felt that the emperor's position was his own.

Although his mother said that this was just a clown's farce, Ye Xianggao and others could not achieve anything except burying more innocent lives.

But Zhu Cilin wanted to give it a try.

What if?
Moreover, Zhu Cilin felt that even if he failed, the world-renowned ruler would not really kill him - after all, before that, he was considered a qualified puppet.

Therefore, after her mother scolded herself, she refused to participate in today's enthronement ceremony.

"It doesn't matter." Looking at himself in the mirror, Zhu Cilin felt that he looked like a wise king in his crown and robes - if it weren't for Wang Qi, maybe he would really be a qualified king!

Those sages and saints, those famous ancestors.

I should follow their footsteps, ascend to the throne of emperor, take charge of the world with one voice, work for the welfare of the people in the world, and save the country for Zhu Ming for thousands of years.

"Your Majesty, it's almost time. Several pavilion elders are already waiting," outside the palace, the young eunuch greeted him very flatteringly.

That "Your Majesty" call made Zhu Cilin immediately feel relaxed physically and mentally, almost wishing to reach immortality!
"What's your name?" Zhu Cilin waved, feeling that this little eunuch was very friendly.

"Don't dare to insult Shengting, slave Wang Chengen!" the young eunuch kneeled on the ground and replied.

"Get up and follow me to meet the elders!" Zhu Cilin waved his hand and walked away with a big smile.

Today is a carnival day for the emperor’s elders and supporters of the imperial system.

These ministers, who had the merit of following the dragon and supporting the establishment, put aside the disguise of ten years, tore off the masks that they had long been tired of, and stepped into the palace.

Today is the day when Huang Ming regains his sight completely.

Boom boom boom! ! !
The palace bell rang, and officials filed in.

The Donghua Gate, which had not been opened for a long time, opened wide, and Cao Wenzhao appeared in person to take control of the imperial city.

Today was a special situation. In order to prevent the parliamentary faction from making a desperate attack, Cao Wenzhao had to be careful. For some reason, the corpse of Wang Qi made Cao Wenzhao frightened.

Looking at the peaceful scene in the palace, and then looking at the royal roads extending in all directions in the capital, it was so quiet.

Cao Wenzhao felt that sometimes the silence was even more frightening.

"General Cao, why are you still here when everyone is going to see the new emperor?" Behind Cao Wenzhao, the British Duke Zhang Weixian, whom he had not seen for a long time, appeared behind Cao Wenzhao.

Cao Wenzhao didn't like these literati. When he heard the British Duke's words, he didn't reply. He just looked into the distance quietly, which was in the direction of Chaoyang Gate. When he returned to Beijing from Liaodong, he took Chaoyang Gate - but now, Things have changed and people have changed. He chose to stand on the side of the monarchy. Wang Qi died, and the attitudes of Qin Erbao, Lu Xiangsheng and others were unclear.

Everything is different and they don’t work together!

If you want to do it yourself, you must be the best warrior in the world!

It is absolutely impossible to succumb to others! Even if Qin Erbao and Lu Xiangsheng come, he will never stop!

Whoever stands in his way will die!

"I heard that Wang Qi was so bombed that he couldn't tell the difference?" As if he was familiar with it, and didn't mind Cao Wenzhao's indifference, Zhang Weixian stepped forward and stood next to Cao Wenzhao, tutting twice, quite regretful. He said: "It would be a great pleasure to capture Wang Qi alive and let the world admire his tragic fate, don't you think?"

bass!
As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Wenzhao had already drawn a knife and put it on Zhang Weixian's neck: "Consul, you are not something a villain like you can humiliate! Say it again, I will kill you!"

"You, you, you." Zhang Weixian was really scared at this moment, and he waved his hands quickly: "I was joking, I was joking! Don't be angry, General Cao, don't be angry!"

Cao Wenzhao put the knife in its sheath with a cold face: "I'm in a bad mood now, get out of here!"

Taking two steps back and keeping a safe distance, Zhang Weixian smiled: "You've already done everything, so why bother pretending to be a good person now? Why bother at all?"

After saying this, Zhang Weixian turned around and left, ignoring Cao Wenzhao.

Standing behind the railing, Cao Wenzhao closed his eyes. He was obviously stimulated by Zhang Weixian's words, but it didn't matter. After a while, Cao Wenzhao opened his eyes, and his eyes became determined again. Now that he has done it, he must Keep going and you will never regret it!
Boom boom boom! ! !
In the palace, the bells rang again.

All officials met with the new emperor, and the ceremony had officially begun.

Cao Wenzhao turned his head and looked in the direction of the palace, with an unexplainable meaning in his eyes.

At this moment, in the outer city of Beijing, there is the Dabaoen Temple, on the hillside behind the temple.

Standing here, with a wide perspective, you can clearly see the gilded green tiles of the inner city palace.

"Thirty cannons are enough to blow that place to rubble," Qin Erbao, who had not been seen for a long time, reached out and stroked the dark barrel, with an eager light in his eyes.

"The ruler wants to wait a little longer," Wang Shouxin pursed his lips and looked at the faint imperial city in the distance.

At this moment, the bells of the imperial city have also sounded.

Qin Erbao turned to look at Lu Xiangsheng with a hint of scrutiny: "Why do you think Cao Wenzhao did this?"

"To reach this position, if you want to go further, it is nothing more than following the dragon's merits," Wang Shouxin shrugged: "Maybe Lao Cao feels that the consul's failure to proclaim himself emperor blocks his progress."

"Hey," Qin Erbao breathed a long sigh of relief: "It has been ten years, but we still have different ways and do not work together!"

"Li Qingsong has already taken over the imperial city, and Lu Xiangsheng is controlling the Beijing troops outside the city." Wang Shouxin frowned: "We are just waiting for the signal from the ruler."

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The bells rang. Sitting in the palace, Zhang Yan could still hear the bells clearly.

"The ceremony is about to begin," was a man's voice.

Suddenly, it sounded outside the screen.

But Zhang Yan was not surprised or panicked. She bit her lips and lightly opened her lips: "Will you kill them all?"

"Let's see how they perform."

The man's voice came, and in Zhang Yan's mind, the corners of the man's mouth slightly raised appeared.

Today, the Jianji Palace is destined to be filled with blood. (End of chapter)