Chapter 1157

Jun Moyu died in a decisive way, and the situation changed overnight. In the court hall, the ministers who supported the Great Prince Jun Yixuan and the second Prince Jun Yiyang frequently walked around the prince's house the next day.

"Prince, I think there must be something wrong with it!"

At the beginning of dawn, many people sat in the study of the prince's mansion. A flickering candle, more and more highlights the tense and stagnant atmosphere in the room.

Jun Yixuan was sitting on the throne, his face was indescribable and ugly, and Xue Ruhai said instantly: "I'm afraid it was premeditated! Dad, if you really let Prince Duan ascend the throne, isn't the eldest prince really going to make a fief for the king? "

Just now, under the mourning of the sixth palace bell, another edict was issued, which completely disrupted their plans.

Who would have thought that the contents of the two edicts were one day and one place. The imperial edict was read out by GUI Gonggong, who was in mourning. The content was to confer the Great Prince Jun Yixuan as a virtuous king, and choose a day to go to the East. The second prince, Jun Yiyang, was granted the title of King Rui, and his fiefdom was in the Huainan area of Ximu.

Such a result is unacceptable to Jun Yixuan and Jun Yiyang. It is clear that before his father took poison, the imperial edict arranged the moon king and Heshuo King properly, and even the glory they gave was unstoppable.

However, their two imperial palace heirs were granted a fiefdom to become princes and princes in the end. Their father made it clear that they could not compete for the throne under the title of princes all their lives.

Seizing the throne is regarded as treason!

"Well! It's so easy to send the prince away. He wants to be beautiful! "

Jun also Xuan hate voice staring at the door, in the heart of his father emperor Mo Yu's resentment has reached the highest point. Thanks to his naive thought that his father had a tendency to make himself prince, who knows now it seems that everything is just an excuse for his father to restrain their actions.

"The Grand Prince, the lower officials are all for you. There is Xue Shangshu in the Department of accounts, and some people in the Department of rites are also our brothers. Prince, if you want to... I will follow you

Yes! After all, what Jun Yixuan thought, the people present can guess one or two.

How much power the throne has for the prince can be seen from Jun Yixuan's eyes. When the late emperor died, the only two princes, instead of making preparations for the emperor's future affairs, began to actively plan for the most favorable situation for themselves.

The palace is the most merciless place.

Jun Yixuan looked at Wang Zixuan, Xue Ruhai and several other important ministers in the court, and said, "when you enter the Palace tomorrow, you will all remember the sad thing that your father died. I want to see how a child who has not grown up can hold the throne."

"I'll take orders!"

Jun Yixuan suddenly thought of something, and then his eyes swept over the crowd, with a smile: "the king of the moon and the princess of the moon are fighting for their country. Their courage is commendable. Why don't you give them a present? "

"Master, I just got the news that Prince Naduan is not in the palace! The spies in the Palace said that when they went to battle that day, they had already ordered people to send the prince away! "

Just then, a guard standing on the side of Jun Yixuan told him the news. It's not very loud, but it's enough for everyone to understand.

Xue Ruyu and Xue Yi's eyes meet, and then Wang Zixuan takes a look at Xue Yi. With his subtle sign, he takes the lead in saying: "big prince, if there is an accident with Prince Duan...

" ah! Wait and see! "

Jun also Xuan eyebrows pick, interrupted Wang Zixuan's words, but everyone knows, the next is not only the Imperial Palace intrigue, but also a race against time lost fight.

*

Yangxin hall

after Jun Mo Yu left, the coffin in the center of the hall was already covered. The huge word "Dien" fills the hall with a cold and gloomy atmosphere.

Lin Xuan and Jun Mo Yan looked at the closed coffin with a complicated look.

"The throne is still a burden after all, but Xiaobao is only three years old. The last imperial edict of the emperor brother, Jun Yixuan and Jun Yiyang, who have paid so much for the crown prince's position, will not give up! "

Jun Mo Yan gently embraces Lin Xuan and looks into her eyes with deep apology. This time, the premise of his success is to push his son to the highest position.

Wrong or right.

Yes, it is not!

"It's brother Huang's choice. I'm sorry xuan'er has brought you and Xiao Bao in!"

Jun Mo Yan knew from the beginning when she met Lin Xuan that she only wanted stability, not loftiness. If the world had not set them up again and again, she would not have the idea of fighting for peace in the world.

Lin Xuan shook his head and said nothing. He stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkles on Mo Yan's eyebrows. In a moment of silence, he only said a few words: "let's face it together!"

I believe that at this time, the emperor's brother had left Ximu, or changed into ordinary people and began to travel around the world.

And the coming wind and rain, also let this moment of Ximu situation tense.

The next day

the day broke and the mist stopped.The West wood palace is white, all the temples have pulled down the rainbow lights, and all the temples are white gauze of mourning. The palace people's Hemp clothes cover the body, and the air is stagnant and painful.

The gate of Yangxin hall was open, and the minister and his family came to mourn the emperor. So far, no one has mentioned the future of Ximu.

Jun Yixuan and Jun Yiyang, as the two heirs of the former Emperor, stood solemnly in the hall of nourishing the heart, and the bells in the palace rang with sorrow and music.

"Uncle Huang, what happened to my father..."

the ministers came and went in a hurry, the government was suspended, and Jun Yixuan was also at noon. Facing Jun Mo Yan, he said the first words of the whole day.

"Three days later, bury the mausoleum!"

Jun Mo Yan can't see the expression of happiness and anger. He has a white robe and stands near the coffin.

Jun Yixuan squinted at Jun Yiyang and said again, "Uncle Huang, it's not right for you to take the throne of Prince Duan."

To the outside world, the corpse of Jun Moyu is not cold, and this is the time to hold a grand funeral for him. Jun Yixuan is impatient to ask about the throne, which makes Jun Yiyang secretly happy. He is always so untimely and doomed to be unable to fight with himself.

Jun Mo Yan's deep eyes slowly look at Jun Yixuan. Without saying a word, you can make his heart tremble. What thin lips say seems to have a chill: "let's talk about it later!"

"But Uncle Huang..."

"step down!"

Unquestionable tone, let Jun also Xuan touch a nose ash, originally to Jun Mo Yan all fear of heart, but at this time because of anger instead of anti bone apprentice.

"Uncle Huang, follow the instructions of our ancestors. The heir to the throne should have completed the succession before the previous emperor's hall, but Yixuan, as the eldest prince of Ximu, still had many doubts about Prince Duan's imperial edict. Why don't uncle Huang let Prince Duan come out, or let Yixuan see Prince Duan's Fu Long posture! "

Jun Mo Yan looked at the minister kneeling outside the door of Yangxin hall, looked at Jun Yixuan and said: "King Xian, if you want to go to the fiefdom as soon as possible, I will help you! Remember that I am the Regent

Hearing this, Jun Yixuan's face changed greatly. Ming Ming last night, he also felt Jun Mo Yan's antipathy to his father's imperial edict, but now he even admitted his status as regent.

In this way, don't you have to lose all your Kung Fu?!

"Uncle Huang, Yixuan will listen to you. Let's discuss it later!"

Jun Yixuan said the last sentence in three days. He doesn't believe anything will change.

And even if there is a change, I am afraid it will not be worse than the present situation!

*

during the three days of mourning, everyone was shocked by Jun Mo Yan's personal mourning hall. Therefore, no one would think that although the coffin was not empty, there was no king Mo Yu at all.

When the huge guard of honor carried Jun Moyu's coffin to the mausoleum, the whole Chang'an Street was full of people. Many people from other cities even came to see the emperor off.

The people were crying and tearing. It is undeniable that people still have a high sense of respect for Mo Yu. The prosperity and stability of Ximu are the result of his administration.

And the whole farewell team, GUI Gonggong is the most heartbreaking one. Walking in the back of the coffin, the old face seems to be more vicissitudes and old-fashioned.

When Jun Moyu's coffin was sent to the mausoleum, Duke GUI himself knelt down and begged for love with Jun Moyan. He hoped that he would spend the rest of his life guarding the dead for the former Emperor.

Jun Mo Yan had no reason to refuse. When the coffin was buried in the earth, Duke GUI was sent to the imperial temple to spend the rest of his life chanting scriptures for Jun Mo Yu.

The curtain has come to an end. After Jun Mo Yan and Lin Xuan return to the palace, they are faced with the impending tension of the prince's party members.

It was night. In the silent palace, Jun Mo Yan and Lin Xuan had to stay in the side hall of the upper study. A clear call came from outside the door, which also made them walk out at the same time.

"Mother, father!"

Xiao Bao's sudden cry, for the wind around the palace, bet a noisy scene. It is inevitable that there will be various spies in the palace, including palace maids and eunuchs.

But these are still in the control of Jun Mo Yan, the matter of the emperor brother has just come to an end. Next, he will clear all the obstacles for Xiaobao. Since he has promised his brother, it is inevitable.

"Xiaobao!"

Lin Xuan squats down and catches xiaobaofei's body. After a month's absence, Xiaobao seems to be a little thinner and slightly taller.

Xiao Bao rubbed in Lin Xuan's arms, with the smell of dust on his body, whispering: "mother, how do you come to pick up Xiao Bao?"

Mo Feng stood outside the upper study. Compared with Xiao Bao's calmness, he was in a mess. When he saw Jun Mo Yan, he quietly bypassed the mother and son hugging each other and whispered in Jun Mo Yan's ear: "Third Master, two people and horses, four pursuits!"

Suddenly cold eyes, let Mo Feng can't help shaking. Jun Mo Yan is staring at Lin Xuan and Xiao Bao in front of him. He dares to hurt his people!"Prepare tomorrow!"

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