The husband who forced her to marry her couldn't keep her warm, and she didn't want him to

Concubine Jing glanced at Empress Cao and Imperial Concubine Chen, and the ostentatious smile on her lips could not be suppressed.

She raised her chin slightly, with an arrogant look on her face: "Master Jiang is indeed the youngest number one scholar in all dynasties. He is not only knowledgeable and capable, but also far beyond ordinary people.

Only by being aware of the current situation can the family's glory last forever and prosper from generation to generation."

Imperial Concubine Jing turned to look at Chen Zhengde, "General Chen has been away from Beijing for many years..." After clicking her tongue twice, she continued, "He hasn't made any progress at all. You should find a chance to learn more from Lord Jiang."

Chen Zhengde clenched his fists and looked at Jiang Nansheng with red eyes. Over the years, he has been living under the shadow of Master Jiang Wu and has been unable to get rid of it.

Master Jiang Wu looked at the Second Prince and said, "The Second Prince has controlled the Jinwu Guards who were ordered by the previous emperor, and ordered the Iron Cavalry Battalion of the Guard Command to ambush in the Yangxin Palace, and arranged archers in the dark. This move may be suspected of forcing the emperor to abdicate...

But it doesn't make sense. There are still Jinyiwei in the palace. If they are not careful, they will be killed if they rebel. "

A sneer appeared on the second prince's lips. "Lord Jiang is wrong. All officials above the third rank and their families are here." He raised his hand, and the crossbowmen on the palace wall stood up.

I don't know when the snow stopped, and on the white eaves and brackets, there was a crowd of people standing.

He looked at Empress Cao and Imperial Concubine Chen with contempt, "Chang Xin has already replaced the imperial city garrison with my men. Everyone who knows about what happened today is here. You should just accept the reality."

Upon hearing this, Grand Secretary Yang was stunned. "Second Prince, you...you are plotting treason!"

The second prince said coldly: "The edict of succession is in my hands, how can there be any talk of treason?"

Master Jiang Wu looked at the Second Prince and spoke slowly, his tone very gentle, "...The Second Prince colluded with the Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of War and the Jinwu Guards to plot a rebellion. He bribed the eunuchs who were close to the late emperor and forged the edict of succession, which is indeed a serious crime of treason."

Qin Lang waved his hand and said, "Master Jiang, you are so patient! Catch them all, don't let any of them go!"

The second prince's eyes widened with anger, and he roared, "Jiang Nansheng, I have the will to pass on my throne in my hand, and I will not allow you to confuse people. Shoot! Kill all these people who spread rumors and mislead the people!"

The crossbowmen on the high wall held their weapons motionless. Seeing this, the commander of the Jinwu Guard stood in front of the Second Prince, but was stabbed in the chest by Qin Lang.

Seeing the commander fall, the remaining Jinwu Guards were also afraid. They were just relying on their own strength, and saw that the Second Prince was doomed...

After they began to retreat, they were easily captured alive and had no strength to fight back.

The second prince watched the building collapse, raised the imperial edict in his hand and shouted loudly, "I have the will to succeed me, you traitors!"

Master Jiang Wu shook his head with a faint smile on his face: "The Third Prince also has a similar edict of succession. Why don't we let Grand Secretary Yang identify which one is the real one? We, the ministers, will respectfully welcome the new emperor to the throne."

"Third Prince, please come in." After he said that, he bowed to the Third Prince Zhao Yu.

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but look at the Third Prince who was sitting on the floor in the hall. He opened his eyes, chanted a Buddhist name, and then stood up.

Zhao Yu had a calm expression on his face. He walked slowly to Jiang Wuye and took out a scroll from his inner pocket and handed it to him. He said calmly:

"Master Jiang, I will personally perform the rituals for the late emperor, which will also end our relationship. Please go to the Huguo Temple and pick up a group of fellow disciples to help me."

After saying this, he raised one hand and chanted a Buddhist name.

Master Jiang Wu did not take it, but told Huang Tong, "Give the imperial edict to Lord Yang for review."

"Yes, Lord Jiang." Huang Tong held the imperial edict in both hands, bent slightly and walked towards Academician Yang. At this time, a circle of ministers from the previous dynasty had surrounded him.

Concubine Jing looked at the Third Prince's indifferent and pretentious face and said in a sharp voice, "A bastard like this who grew up in a temple wants to be the new emperor?"

She tightly grasped the Third Prince's sleeve, her eyes almost mad, staring at him intently and saying:

"You probably don't know yet? Your biological mother is the Concubine Hui in the cold palace. But she was poisoned to death by Imperial Noble Concubine Chen herself. Imperial Noble Concubine Chen is her biological sister!"

The Third Prince did not move, and looked down at the ferocious Concubine Jing, "Everything is predestined, Concubine Jing, please let go of your obsession."

Grand Secretary Yang, Lord Zhang, and Minister of Revenue Fu Chi... these old ministers who were extremely trusted by the late emperor during his lifetime were carefully examining the two edicts of succession.

Afterwards, their eyes couldn't help but look back and forth between the Second Prince and Master Jiang Wu.