Dress up as a sickly person to capture the villain princess!

The long sleeves fall behind.

King Wen paced back and forth in the big tent anxiously, just now his spies in Jinzhou City came to report.

It is said that a large number of officials from other provinces have received the news of the emperor's death and are now approaching Jinzhou City.

"Even if the news of the emperor's death spreads, what right do these people have to enter Jinzhou in large numbers!"

"No matter what, this world belongs to our Zhao family. Do these people have the right to make the decision?"

The spy who came to report had beads of sweat on his head. He knelt on the ground and crawled on the ground.

The entire royal hunting ground is now under martial law. If the prince hadn't had a backup plan, I'm afraid not even a fly could get in.

"Your Highness...the officials from other provinces all spoke in unison...they said it was an imperial decree from Her Royal Highness the Princess, the future crown prince."

"They are here to attend... to attend... the coronation ceremony of Her Royal Highness the Princess..."

The spy did not continue to say the rest. He closed his eyes and bowed his head to the ground, as if he was ready to accept the prince's punishment.

"I knew it... that little girl has always been cruel and ruthless, just like her mother."

King Wen clenched his fists tightly, with one fist resting on his palm, and with the other hand he touched his jade ring, as if thinking about something.

His frown gradually relaxed and he calmed down. Looking down at the man crawling on the ground, King Wen slowly squatted down and stretched out his hand to pat the man on the shoulder.

"I'm afraid we still have a tough battle to fight. You should get up first and give orders to our men to follow and enter Jinzhou with the officials from other provinces."

"This little girl just wants the support of her confidants... You should quickly send someone to write a letter to the adults we are negotiating with."

"Remember to be quick and don't make any mistakes."

"The content of the letter... you know what to write."

The spy lowered his head even lower, almost wanting to knock his forehead on the floor.

He nodded and answered quietly.

"I understand, my lord. I know what to do."

After all, he had been with King Wen for many years and was already familiar with him. King Wen always liked to give his subordinates a warning first and then give them a sweet treat.

"That's good to know. Good boy, get up. You will be indispensable when the time comes."

If you want someone to follow you loyally, then it is essential to promise him future wealth and glory.

He smiled like a kind father, reached out and pulled the man up.

……

The court officials sat together, discussing the matter.

But it was a stark contrast to the happy atmosphere of the previous few days. All of them had sad faces and were sighing.

At this time, the curtain outside the big tent was lifted by the shadow guard, and Zhao Changlin walked in wearing a dark red cloak with a long sword on her waist.

That was the sword that the Emperor wore when he was seventeen years old and guarding against the rebellion in Nanping County. Later, His Majesty gifted the sword to Her Royal Highness the Princess when she was seventeen years old.

Zhao Changlin strode past the ministers with big strides. He had a circle of black fluff on his dark red cloak and an exquisite long sword on his waist.

The workmanship is extremely exquisite, and it is hollowed out and inlaid with beautiful scenes of flying dragons and phoenixes in the sky.

"Your Highness, the Princess!"

The ministers stood up one after another, folded their hands, hung their scarlet long sleeves, and turned their black gauze hats downwards.

The voice was loud and clear in this big tent.

Zhao Changlin sat on the dragon throne without saying a word. She took the long sword in her hand, supported the sword with one hand, with the tip of the sword sticking on the ground, and looked at the civil and military officials in the court.

"I have already issued the imperial edict according to the rules. In a few days, the ministers will discuss the foundation of the country and the burial of my father in the Golden Palace."

"Do the ministers have any objections?"

Although Zhao Changlin's words were inquiries, they were full of unquestionable truths. Her voice was cold, as if she had no emotions at all.

At this moment, this group of ministers were like duckweed. If he went to beg them, he would lose their last support.

She wants to control everything in her hands, turning her hand to make clouds and turning it back to make rain.

These people will be afraid of themselves and think twice before doing anything.

"I have no objection."

The first to speak was the Dali Temple Minister. He lowered his head, clasped his hands together, and spoke in a loud and firm voice.

Particularly prominent among the silent crowd, the Dali Temple Minister has always been a loyal lackey of the old emperor. He and His Majesty the Emperor have known each other since childhood. When His Majesty the Emperor was still a prince, the two had some official exchanges, and over time they became good friends who could talk about anything.

This is not an uncommon thing.

However, the Dali Temple Minister once advised His Majesty the Emperor not to act arbitrarily and not to decide the matter of the crown prince according to his own preferences.

The two quarreled for a long time over the issue of the crown prince, and the emperor even suspended the chief justice of the Dali Temple for two months in anger.

After this incident, the relationship between the two gradually became distant, and important officials in the court all thought that the Emperor had gradually distanced himself from the Minister of the Dali Temple.

The friendship between the two may be severed because of the issue of the crown prince. After all, living with the king is like living with a tiger. They were once close classmates who could talk about anything.

When it comes to interests, it is just a paper window that can be broken with a poke.

Now the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple is willing to take the initiative to stand up and support Her Royal Highness the Princess, which is something no one expected. Back then, the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple was the first person in the court to take the lead in resisting His Majesty's insistence on establishing a crown prince.

No one expected that the current Chief Justice of the Dali Temple would be willing to stand up.

Everyone had their own ulterior motives and made guesses.

Could it be that the Duan family supported Her Royal Highness the Princess to succeed to the throne, so the Dali Temple Minister agreed to support Her Royal Highness the Princess under the pressure of family power?

The Duan family has always been the old emperor's right-hand man. If the Duan family really did this, it is not impossible.

……

My fingers slowly broke the orange-yellow orange peel, and a pleasant smell rushed into my nose, but a lot of orange peel juice also got on my fingertips.

The teeth bit the orange, and the sweet and sour taste filled the mouth.

Watching the broadcast of the scene in front of him, Xia Zhiyuan felt something was wrong for a moment, because the original book mentioned that the Dali Temple Minister and His Majesty had quarreled over the issue of succession.

And the two of them parted on bad terms.

The reason why Xia Zhiyuan had an impression of this NPC who did not have many roles was because the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple argued strongly against Zhao Changlin's succession to the throne at that time.

Therefore, Xia Zhiyuan was filled with righteous indignation and cursed at the enemy for two paragraphs in his comments. Only then did he feel better.

Why did this person suddenly turn against us?

There must be fraud in it.

"System, if you have fixed it, please let me know. I am going to use the listening function."

There's no way, it's really not because she has a strong sense of stealing.

It’s just that these ministers appear old-fashioned on the surface, but in fact, no one knows what they are thinking in their hearts. Sometimes, I have to take out the external camera to see their true nature.

"No problem, I'm connecting you to the Dali Temple Minister - Duan Gui's voice."