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The Prime Minister on the right and the other ministers were startled when they heard the princess's words, and after a while of murmuring, they dared to answer: "The princess is right."

Xuancheng understands that this group of veterans have a lot of thoughts, but they may not think so in their hearts when they say so. If they don't let them see their father tonight, they will definitely not let it go, and they will not be convinced if they want to do the next thing public.

She glanced at the imperial physician, and the imperial physician nodded to her secretly, then made a decision in her heart, and said: "In that case, Prime Minister Right will follow me into the main hall to have a look at Emperor Father, be careful with your steps, and don't make any big noises." It disturbed the royal father."

Prime Minister Right breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been pardoned, and hastily agreed.

Xuancheng beckoned to Huangsun again, signaling him to go in with himself and the right minister, Huaiyang secretly pushed Huangsun behind, and sent him to Xuancheng's side.

The right minister followed Xuancheng around the brocade screen anxiously, and the three of them entered the main hall, and came to the bed tent where Lu Meng was lying, and saw Zuo Huai standing humbly outside the imperial couch, as if waiting for them 's arrival

As soon as he saw Xuancheng coming in, he opened his mouth to say something, but Xuancheng suppressed his hand, stopped his words, and said: "Let Prime Minister right see father emperor first."

Zuo Huai responded, and immediately opened the bed curtain covering the imperial couch, and Lu Meng lay in it with his eyes closed, with silver needles inserted into the acupuncture points on his head, while the incense burner was slowly emitting the smoke of wormwood.

The Right Prime Minister knelt in front of the imperial couch, calling softly with a trembling voice: "Your Majesty..."

Lu Meng didn't respond, the Right Prime Minister stepped forward on his knees and held his hand that was outside the quilt, as if holding a piece of thousand-year-old ice.

The atmosphere in the hall was stained by his cries a little more? Sad, Zuo Huai couldn't help but shed tears.

He dried his tears with his sleeves, didn't he forget what he should do? He presented a wooden box in front of Xuancheng, and said: "Princess, this is an imperial edict written by the emperor before he fell ill, please The princess looked over."

Xuancheng turned his head away, held back his tears, and said: "As a woman, I shouldn't interfere in the government affairs, let's leave it to the right minister."

The excerpts that can appear at this time must be related to the future king.

Prime Minister on the right took the box, feeling his palms were hot, as if holding a piece of hot coals.

In the past, when Feng Huansen was still around, major state affairs and discussions with the emperor were all decided by Feng Huansen alone, so there was no way for him to intervene.

Although the position of the Right Prime Minister in the court is the second among all officials, No. 1 is firmly established. Now that Feng Huansen has gone, all the important matters will fall on his shoulders at once. Will be the next Prime Minister.

The Prime Minister on the right was flattered on the one hand, secretly looking forward to finding out the right direction and gaining the trust of the emperor, but on the other hand he was panicked, fearing that he would not be able to do the things right in front of him, that his performance would be inferior to those of his predecessors, and that he would lose people's tongues.

He rolled his throat nervously, and asked Xuancheng tentatively: "Did the minister open it?"

"Open? Open it." Xuancheng agreed.

The emperor's personal servants, courtiers, grandsons, and the royal family represented by Xuancheng are all here.

No matter what was in the box, there were witnesses. The right minister became more courageous, opened the box respectfully, and took out the folded papers inside.

After unfolding it, I immediately understood why the princess brought the emperor and grandson together.

Although he didn't dare to guess whether the princess had read the book in advance, but the handwriting on the book was indeed the emperor's, and it was stamped with the emperor's seal. He confirmed that it was a true edict written by the emperor himself.

He presented the booklet to Xuancheng, and said: "Princess, this is the imperial edict that the emperor intends to add to the emperor's grandson as grandson."

Xuancheng pretended to be surprised at first, then became sad again, and said in the words of the right minister: "Father is seriously ill now, he doesn't know about personnel, he can't speak, the sky will be bright again, and the morning is coming, the country cannot be without a king for a day. What do you think we should do now?"

The Prime Minister on the right heard the meaning in Xuancheng's dialect, and unconsciously clenched the imperial edict in his hand.It is not bad for him that the emperor's grandson succeeds to the throne, because Feng Huansen has fallen, and the emperor's grandson is still young, so he will have to rely on himself for future affairs in the court.

It was as if a pie fell from the sky and hit him on the head. How could he let go of the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to ride a dragon.

He seemed to have found the confidence, and he said plausibly: "Since the emperor has an edict in advance, according to the law of the ancestors, the grandson should temporarily supervise the country, or the emperor's seat will be the emperor, and the grandson will inherit the clan and take on the great responsibility of the country."

He glanced at the emperor's grandson who had been crying the moment he saw the emperor, and his eyes were full of fear. Wouldn't it be a joke for such a young child to supervise the country?The only possible solution is the latter.

"This minister thinks that according to the current condition of the emperor, the next strategy is safer." He said hesitantly.

Xuancheng didn't wait for him to hesitate, and said with a hammer: "Then, as the right minister said, the right minister is the minister of the father, and the emperor's grandson and the state will depend on you."

"My minister should do my best, and I will never give up!" The right minister was very excited, and just as he finished speaking, Lu Meng, who was in a coma, suddenly let out a phlegm sound from his throat, his eyelids moved, and he opened his mouth slightly, as if conscious turn around.

His sudden movement stunned all the people present, their eyes were focused on the emperor, they held their breath nervously, the silence in the hall was oppressive.

After waiting for a long time, fortunately Lu Meng did not wake up, Xuancheng coughed lightly, drawing everyone's attention back, and said earnestly: "Father Huang Xu just wants to tell you to help the grandson well."

The Prime Minister on the right suddenly gained this trust, tears welled up in his old eyes, he held Lu Meng's cold hand tightly, choked up and said: "I will definitely live up to the emperor's high expectations, and I will assist the grandson to become a generation of Mingjun, to protect the country of Dayu and the safety of the people. Yan Heqing!"

The people outside are still waiting, so we can't waste too much time here, Xuancheng saw this and went on to the next step: "The grandson's succession to the throne is justified, and I'm still worried about one thing."

"If father can still speak at this time, he will definitely tell me what to do..."

She lowered her head, her face was sad, her posture was helpless and pitiful, and her words were full of fear and anxiety about the future.

Prime Minister on the right also has a daughter as old as Xuancheng, seeing Xuancheng so sad, he felt distressed and asked, "Is the princess worried about the five kings?"

If there hadn't been an edict from the emperor to enshrine the emperor's grandson, the emperor would have fallen ill like this.

Whether it is to supervise the country or succeed to the throne, it should be the oldest five kings among the princes.

Xuancheng said disappointedly: "Yes, after all, Taisun is still young, how many people can put him in the eyes?"

The goatee on the right minister's chin moved, and he said firmly: "Princess, don't be afraid, the emperor's edict is here, whoever dares to despise the grandson and offend the superior, the humble minister will be the first to refuse!"

What's more, the five kings are still in the frontier at this time, the mountains are high and the roads are far away, and letters are hard to come by.

The Prime Minister on the right glanced at the dark night outside, and said: "It's not too late, otherwise things will change, the princess should hurry up and summon all the officials!"

As soon as the edict comes out, the grandson's succession to the throne is a certainty, and no one can shake him, and his position as the left minister is also a matter of course.

After listening to his words, Xuancheng's nervous heart can finally relax a little.

With the support of civil and military ministers, there is no resistance on the road to push the emperor's grandson to the throne.

It was a thrilling night, and she barely caught her breath. The clothes on her back were already drenched in cold sweat, like a light on her back, like a knife blade, for fear that if she made a wrong step, she would be crushed to pieces forever. When she first learned how to hold a pen, the copybook she copied was her father's own handwriting.

For a long time, she deliberately imitated the handwriting, and sometimes even Zuo Daban, who was tidying up his father's hands every day, could be fooled by it.

When her father saw her daughter's handwriting more and more similar to his own, he was really pleasantly surprised, thinking that her daughter was a portrait of himself, so he felt that she was different from his other children.

The reason for doing this in the first place was to get closer to my father, or to please him.

This imperial palace is too cold, family relationship is insignificant, his father is like the only light of fire, the closer to him, the more people will not be frozen to death.

So... the imperial edict seen by Prime Minister Right, although the stamp at the end is true, the content of the edict was improvised by Xuancheng.

The rain stopped, the thick clouds slowly dispersed, the sky burst into dazzling light, and the golden crow slowly rose from the east mountain, driving away the darkness covering the windowsills, alleys, mountains, rivers, lakes and seas of every household in Dayu.

This day was a day in the [-]th year of Qinglin's [-]th year of Wuyin. In the early court, Zuo Huai finished reading out the imperial grandson's succession edict in a high-pitched voice. Among the ministers, some were surprised and some were dissatisfied.

However, due to the support and strong support of the right minister and Wu Dinghou, the noisy discussion gradually became smaller and finally disappeared.

Xuancheng did not appear in the early court, she sat on the seat at the back of the meeting hall, listening quietly to the discussion of the new monarch by the officials in the front hall.

Pulling out the feathers suitable for flying on her body one by one, breaking her own wings, regardless of the pain and blood dripping, from now on this imperial city will really become her cage.

She clenched the teacup tightly, as if she had exhausted all her strength.

For her, although the sky had dawned, the longest night of her life had not yet passed.

After the morning court was over, she settled the affairs of the palace, entrusted the rest of the affairs to her aunt, and then came to the prison without stopping.

Passing through the long cell road, she walked into the dim cell. Behind her, the prison officer knelt on the ground, and the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment bowed his waist, with cold sweat on his forehead.

Her fingers touched the dilapidated and mossy wall bricks. In the past few cold nights, might her back lean on here?Will he talk to himself against this prison wall?

Unable to see the past, all Xuancheng knows is that there used to be her temperature here, but now it is cold and humid.

Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice opened his mouth, and just said the word "son-in-law", the princess who was looking up at the white light outside the prison window suddenly turned around and stared at him, and asked coldly, "Where did she go?"

The murderous aura hidden under the weak appearance is like a sword that needs to see blood when the scroll is unfolded. Although it is different from the majesty of the emperor, it is enough to make the Secretary of the Ministry of Justice shudder.

He knelt down on the ground with a bang, trembling all over, and said: "Princess...the consort is gone..."

The author has something to say: Xuancheng, Xuancheng, grow up quickly.