Devil’s Advent

"Come up and sit down." Ji Chengjue invited Zheng Fan.

"You want me to drive you?" Zheng Fan asked back.

The last time outside the capital, Emperor Yan and King Jingnan were in a carriage, and Zheng Fan was driving the carriage.

"What the hell." Ji Chengjue smiled, "If you want, I won't be polite."

"Think beautifully."

Lord Zheng Hou turned over and got off the Pixiu.

On the other side, in the carriage.

Ji Chengjue looked at Ji Chenglang and said:

"Second brother, you go down first."

Not a negotiation, but an order.

But for some reason, Ji Chenglang felt that this commanding tone made him more comfortable.

He hated his father, but like the fourth prince, after his father passed away, he became confused again;

What he hates is that person, but what he is used to is the way of life when that person is around;

"good."

so,

When Zheng Fan was about to get into the carriage, Ji Chenglang came out of the carriage first.

Zheng Fan took a step back and let Ji Chenglang get out of the carriage first. The two nodded, and then Zheng Fan got into the carriage.

Eunuch Wei wanted to reach out to help, but Zheng Fan refused.

In the carriage, there was no charcoal basin, so it was a bit cold.

Ji Chengjue sat there, watched Zheng Fan come in, and then watched Zheng Fan sit down.

"Old Zheng, I feel a little flustered in my heart."

"real or fake?"

"It's the same feeling as when I became a father for the first time. After all, it's the first time in my life to be an emperor."

"Once raw and second cooked, it will become numb after a few more times."

Ji Chengjue nodded, and leaned carelessly into the corner of the carriage, looking extremely weak and helpless,

"Father is dead."

"I hear the bell."

Ji Chengjue raised his hand and said:

"I killed it. I stabbed my father's chest with a dagger."

"Your Majesty should be very pleased."

"Well, he forced me to move his hand. He wanted to be relieved, and I gave it."

"fine."

"My surname is Zheng, I'm starting to get tired. I'm sitting in a carriage now, and I haven't ascended the throne yet, but I can already imagine in my mind how tired I will be out of shape sixty years from now."

"Are you sure you can live another sixty years?"

"Why can't you have a serious conversation with me? When you were hypocritical before, although I was tired to death, I still cooperated with you on the surface."

"Well, well, being an emperor, if you want to be a good emperor, it must be very tiring."

"Yeah, my mind is very confused now."

"Go to sleep, I will call you when I enter the palace."

Ji Chengjue thought so deeply,

Weak, he stretched out his frail arm, raised his frail hand, and pointed his frail fingers at Zheng Fan.

"The one surnamed Zheng, let me lend you a shoulder."

"Go to hell, you, get out."

"hey-hey."

Ji Chengjue smiled,

Didn't pull the shoulders either,

But he closed his eyes contentedly and began to doze off.

outside,

The carriage driven by Eunuch Wei came to the gate of the palace.

Ji Chengfeng had already walked over with Lu Bing.

The chief inspector of ceremonies took the seal of Wei Zhonghe, Eunuch Wei was driving the carriage, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was walking with him outside. In the past, the person sitting inside must be Emperor Yan;

Um,

for now,

The person sitting inside must also be Emperor Yan.

The stone in Ji Chengfeng's heart can be regarded as falling to the ground. He is not the same as Zheng Fan. No matter what, Zheng Fan can still cheer up when he leaves Yanjing City and returns to his Marquis's Mansion. Probably too much for him.

But Ji Chengfeng is a prince, and the fate of the prince, when the throne changes, must usher in a profound reshuffle.

The fourth child is also the one who can let it go.

I put it down once at the roast duck shop,

So this time,

He knelt down directly:

"Ji Chengfeng greets His Majesty, long live my emperor!"

It is not appropriate to call your majesty long live before he is enthroned;

But it was only a process short, the former prince was waiting by the side, Ji Chengfeng really couldn't think of any other troubles.

It doesn't matter whether the sixth younger brother obtained the father's approval to be passed on to the throne, or if he won the throne by means,

Ah,

dragon chair

This is a winner-takes-all game.

But Ji Chengfeng knelt, knelt, and yelled, but there was still no sound in the carriage.

Immediately,

Cold sweat began to break out from Ji Chengfeng's forehead.

He has always been regarded as half of the Liuye Party, but there is another half of him who is regarded as a member of the Princeling Party.

He was asked by his father to lead troops to control the gate of the palace. He was in such a dangerous position, but he never tipped off the current victor, and he didn't even deliver a hinting look.

You can explain that you were also very scared at the time, but it is obviously impossible to get something in return without giving.

A courtier can protect himself wisely. Anyway, he is a long-term worker for the Ji family, but the prince is different. The prince is the brother of the new king, and he is a relative.

Ji Chengfeng, who was kneeling on the ground, became more and more frightened and panicked the more he thought about it.

finally,

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, Lord Zheng Hou leaned out half of his body, and said to the fourth prince who was kneeling in front of the carriage:

"Get up, he's tired and fell asleep."

Ji Chengfeng seemed to be pardoned, and subconsciously wanted to reply: "Thank you, Your Majesty." Fortunately, I held back.

Zheng Fan reached out and patted Wei Zhonghe's shoulder, saying:

"Slow down the car and let him sleep more."

Eunuch Wei responded immediately:

"Yes, the slave understands."

At Ji Chengfeng's signal, the guards at the palace gate moved away from the Beijing camp. After the order was issued, the soldiers of the Jing camp obviously breathed a sigh of relief.

When they faced the cavalry of the Jingnan Army earlier, they were also terrified to death. They were all food for soldiers. The big guys knew in their hearts that if they really fought hard, their own side really wasn't enough for others to chop.

The carriage entered the palace gate.

At the same time, the Jingnan Army brought by Zheng Houye also entered the palace.

Especially the personal guards in brocade clothes directly guarded the carriage. The orderly pace, the orderly direction of the handle of the knife, and the orderly rhythm of the soles of the boots stepping on the blue bricks of the palace were really enjoyable.

Wei Zhonghe drove the carriage to the front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Master Zheng Hou stretched out his hand, and gently shook Ji Chengjue, who was really asleep,

road:

"arrive."

Ji Chengjue opened his eyes and shook his head helplessly.

"Your expression is very embarrassing."

Are you helpless now that you are about to become emperor?

"It's sleepy." Ji Chengjue explained, "It's the same as when you didn't close your eyes a few nights before the war and fell asleep after seeing the overall situation has been settled. Once you relax your mind, it's hard to improve in a short time Get up, you should understand."

"Many old men and women look like this after their wishes are fulfilled."

"Hehe, I can't, my son is still young."

"You're welcome, I'm here."

"Tsk, yes."

Ji Chengjue got up and got out of the carriage.

Lord Zheng Hou came down from behind.

"Your Majesty, please take a short rest in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Next, Lord Zaifu and all the officials will enter the palace." Wei Zhonghe reported.

"En." Ji Chengjue nodded and walked towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

After walking a few steps, seeing that Zheng Fan didn't follow, he turned around and waved to Zheng Fan, urging him:

"Come here."

Lord Zheng Hou went up with him.

leftover,

Wei Zhonghe said to Ji Chenglang and Ji Chengfeng:

"Your Highness, please come with the servants and change your clothes first."

The two princes were taken down.

The Hall of Mental Cultivation is actually a place for small meetings. Inside, there is also a dragon chair, which is not as majestic as the main hall, but it is indeed a kind of dragon chair.

After Zheng Fan walked in, he put his hands on his hips and said:

"It's pretty smooth."

Ji Chengjue nodded, and said, "After I stabbed the dagger into Father's chest, things became simple."

After all, the first emperor had already arranged everything.

Ji Chengjue simply sat on the ground, and Zheng Fan also sat down beside him.

"After a while, are you going to meet Baiguan?"

Although Marquis Zheng is a Marquis, he doesn't know much about etiquette.

"Well, the second elder brother read out the edict to abolish himself first, then Zhao Jiulang read out the edict to succeed me, and then I will accept the worship of all officials, and this matter is settled.

The process is still simple. "

The most difficult thing is in the front. After the front is done, the next thing is to take a formality.

At this time, Eunuch Wei walked in again, Lu Bing still had other things to do outside, and Eunuch Wei took care of the inner palace.

The first emperor's layout was already very detailed,

In addition, Zheng Houye's army has already entered the palace,

It can be said,

Unless Zheng Houye suddenly loses his mind and wants to rebel, there will be no disturbances in the palace.

"His Majesty."

"What's wrong, so fast?"

"No no, it's still early for the outside affairs. The officials still need to prepare, and the palace also needs to prepare. Although it is not a formal enthronement ceremony, it should not be too hasty. This is what the late emperor meant."

In the official enthronement ceremony, one must first sacrifice to the heavens, and then comfort the Taimiao, a series of major processes, and at the same time, there are various canonizations.

Leaving aside the canonization of meritorious ministers who seized the throne, it is not easy to prepare for a series of canonizations such as the empress. Fengguanxiapei must be prepared, right?

Fortunately, there are only two women in the palace, and the queens must be He Sisi and Ling Xiang.

At most, the first emperor prepared a fitting dragon robe for his own son, but it was impossible to prepare a phoenix robe for his daughter-in-law.

In addition, there are also rewards from the mother clan of the queen, and there are many things.

Today, it is an official appearance, to tell the world who is Dayan's new king, to stabilize the court and the hearts of the people.

Then, there was a national funeral to be held, and it was impossible to let the coffin of Emperor Daxing stay for too long.

"Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince is here." Wei Zhonghe reported.

The Seventh Prince himself lives in the palace, and now he is begging to come and meet his brother who is going to be enthroned.

"Let him in."

"The slave obeys the order."

soon,

Xiaoqi came in,

With a smile on his face, he trotted over after crossing the threshold of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and opened his arms with a happy face.

"Sixth Brother, Sixth Brother..."

Xiao Qi came running,

Ji Chengjue continued to sit on the ground like this, looking at him calmly.

in an instant,

Xiao Qi seemed to feel that Li Zhong's voice was fake;

The mother and concubine said that the father was dead, and the servants also said that the father was dead,

but,

Isn't the father still sitting in front of him?

running, running,

Xiao Qi stopped,

Under Ji Chengjue's calm gaze, he knelt down slowly, put away his smile, and bowed and kowtowed earnestly:

"Ji Chengsu...see Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live long live long live long live long live my emperor."

Ji Chengjue still didn't speak.

Ji Chengsu raised his head in a daze. He could see clearly that the emperor was still there, as if he was no different from the previous one, but he was no longer his father, but... his half-brother. .

Ji Chengjue finally spoke:

"Clean up and take your mother and concubine to move to the prince's mansion later."

"My son... Oh no, brother, please take the order and thank you."

Xiaoqi is neither stupid nor foolish, and among the Ji family brothers, none of them are simple since they were young.

Therefore, after Ji Chengsu took the order to thank him, he got up and withdrew.

He knew that what he said in the roast duck restaurant led to the current situation. It is best to take the mother and concubine to live outside the palace in a proper manner, without making noise or making noise;

This is my brother, not my father.

Ji Chengjue looked at Wei Zhonghe and said, "Did the previous emperor leave any orders for the arrangement of the people in the palace?"

"Return to Your Majesty, never."

Ji Chengjue nodded.

There are still many concubines living in the palace, but this is indeed his father's temper, and he will arrange everything for his heir. As for the women who have served him, he will not care.

Ji Chengjue looked at Zheng Fan beside him, and smiled;

"It's said that when a person is about to die, his words are good, but my father has always maintained his cold-blooded nature."

Lord Zheng Hou looked at Eunuch Wei, but didn't answer.

"Okay, Eunuch Wei, go down and get busy."

"Your Majesty, the servant is waiting outside, just give your orders."

"Well, for the time being, don't let outsiders in."

"Yes, the slave knows it's wrong, the slave knows it's wrong."

Eunuch Wei bowed and stepped back. He had just served the new king, so he was inevitably a bit unfamiliar. He shouldn't have come here to report to the Seventh Prince, and disturbed His Majesty and Lord Ping Xihou.

Ji Chengjue wiped his face with his cuff, and asked Zheng Fan:

"You said there is oil on my face?"

"Just take a shower and change clothes later, don't you have to change your hair too?" Zheng Fan said with a smile on his lips.

"Why don't you take a bath together, and wash your armor, otherwise I will be full of energy in the dragon robe, and you will look too shabby next to me."

"Armor, there is no need to be too glamorous. Later, I will ask Wei Zhonghe that some people should have been cleaned up in the palace, so as not to sink a pond, and put some blood on my armor. It looks really stylish."

"You really want to disgust me."

"It was you who disgusted me first."

What Ji Chengjue wants is to sit on the dragon chair dignifiedly and innocently,

What's going on with Ping Xihou, whose armor is stained with blood, standing beside him?

"I just saw that your bodyguard clothes are very impressive."

"Oh? After all, it's full of warm thoughts."

A few days ago, who cares whether his Ping Xihou's personal guard clothes look good or not?

Now, it looks good because he has the qualifications and conditions to buy it himself.

"I just think the clothes of the guards in the palace are too monotonous, not as stylish as your personal guards."

"Okay, I'll send you the clothes pattern tomorrow."

"What's this dress called?"

"Brocade clothes."

"So simple?"

"Yes, it's that simple."

"All right, then the guards in the harem can be called Jin Yiwei directly."

"..." Zheng Fan.

"What's wrong?"

"As long as you like it, whatever you want."

"The surname is Zheng."

"Um."

"Next, I want to do something."

"Cutting down the feudal clan?"

Ji Chengjue shook his head and said:

"When I was a prince, I thought about this, but now, I suddenly feel that there is no need for that. Just before, when I was sitting in the carriage and entering the palace, I felt like I was flying into the sky... "

"Oh, you are floating."

"I overlooked the palace, slowly, I overlooked the capital, and slowly, I overlooked, the whole world.

In fact, I don't want to fulfill the last wish of that dead old thing, and what he wants has nothing to do with me. "

"You don't have to explain."

"But since I am sitting in this position, I have to do something. In the early years, there were rumors in the government and the public that the reason why the father hesitated between me and the second brother was because he was in the process of cultivating his health and continuing to forge ahead. There is a constant trade-off between them.

Even I think so, thinking that the father has made this big swallow a loss, and he is afraid that if he continues to fight, he is afraid that future generations will also be emperors who want to be famous in history like him. The diluted family property was completely ruined. "

"Then what?"

"Then I found out that what I said was true. I haven't summoned all the officials here yet, and I haven't been enthroned here yet, but my heart has already begun to grow wild.

Zheng Fan,

do you know,

Being an emperor is a completely different feeling from being a prince or a courtier. "

Lord Zheng Hou rolled his eyes and reminded:

"Brother, it's dangerous for you to ask this question."

"Hahahahaha."

Ji Chengjue laughed loudly, and reached out to pat Zheng Fan's shoulder.

"Come, come, come, come with me."

Ji Chengjue pulled Zheng Fan, and the two walked up the steps together to the dragon chair.

Ji Chengjue sat down first, but the dragon chair was very spacious, so he stretched out his hand and patted the empty space next to it,

"Come on, let's sit together and feel it."

In the eyes of others, this is the gentleman showing his favor to you, but if you really dare to sit, hehe...

It stands to reason that at this moment, there should be countless examples of sages flashing in front of Lord Zhenghou's mind, such as Lu Buwei, Huo Guang, Zhang Juzheng, Obai, Nian Gengyao...

You know, the few above are domineering, but it seems that they have never sat on the dragon chair, but the end is already extremely miserable.

But Zheng Houye only hesitated for a few breaths, almost without any hesitation, and sat down directly on the dragon chair.

Then,

He also stretched out his hand and pushed Ji Lao Liu,

road:

"You give way first, let me sit alone and feel it."

"Hahaha, yes."

Ji Chengjue really stood up and stood aside.

Zheng Fan sat on the center of the dragon chair with his buttocks,

Sit upright first,

then,

Changed the leg posture again,

Then lean back, lean on, and lie down;

immediately,

Changed another posture, that is, put your hands on your knees, making a melancholy appearance.

Ji Chengjue laughed beside him and said, "Tell me, how do you feel?"

Zheng Fan raised his hand,

road:

"Don't be noisy."

Then,

Zheng Houye took out his large Zhonghua brand iron box from the interlayer of the armor on his chest, and pulled out a Huazi from inside.

"Let me have a cigarette and feel it."

then,

Take out the torch,

Handed it to Ji Chengjue who was standing by the side.

"You bitch."

Ji Chengjue scolded, but still took the fire bag, opened the cap, blew on it, and handed it over:

"Come on, Lord Hou, I'll order it for you."

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, Lord Zheng Hou leaned his neck forward slightly, and took a deep breath after he lit it;

immediately,

Slowly exhale smoke from the nasal cavity.

Ji Chengjue asked with a smile beside him:

"How does it feel?"

Lord Zheng Hou held a cigarette,

Shaking the soot,

Nod,

road:

"It's comfortable."

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