Chapter 1071

"Prince Rong, I'm afraid you've made a mistake," said Fang Zhonglian, the left minister, who took the lead in the line. He looked down at Prince Rong sitting on the throne, pointed to the imperial chair next to the Dragon chair, and then said in a deep voice, "that's where you should sit."

Since long live fell ill, Prince Rong has been in charge of the prince's affairs. Every day, he sits on this chair for the early Dynasty.

"Thank you for your reminding," said Zhong Mingzheng, sipping his lips, looking at Ling Shian and slowing down. "Come on, take down the chair, but it won't be needed from now on."

"Yes, I do." At present, Ling Shian came to lift the chair directly, and then walked down the steps in three steps and two steps. In the eyes of all the people, Ling Shian walked through the hall, then threw the chair out of the hall with a bang, clapped his hands, and then strode back to Zhong Mingzheng's side in the eyes of all the people.

"What do you mean, Prince Rong?" Fang Zhonglian's lips trembled.

"What do you mean?" Zhong Mingzheng leaned forward and looked at Fang Zhonglian '? Do you remember now? Is it because of old age and confusion? "

"Even though I am old enough, I know what the rules and regulations are!" Fang Zhonglian pointed to Zhong Mingzheng with his yellow and thin fingers and shouted angrily, "Prince Rong, why do you dare to make a dragon chair? Long live a healthy dragon. How dare you sit on this dragon chair? To say the least, even if it's Long Yu funeral day, it should be the prince selected by long Ye. He won the Ninth Five-Year Plan. He never meant you to be prince. Why do you take the Dragon chair? What's more, long live is in good health. You can't wait to sit in the Dragon chair. Aren't you cursing long live

"I can't bear the so-called felony of cursing the dragon's body in the large population of Zuo Xiangda. I also remember my duty as a minister and Prince. Naturally, I dare not sit on this dragon chair," said Zhong Mingzheng in a slow voice, patting the handle of the chair gently and sighing. "If it wasn't for the father's consent, how could I have such courage?"

For a while, everyone in the hall was shocked, and then began to whisper again.

"What does Prince Rong mean? Can't it be that long live agreed that he would take the Dragon chair? "

"Impossible! Long live is not confused. Can dragon chairs be made at will? "

"Isn't that obvious? Long live is meant to honor the prince as Prince. Now long live is in poor health and old age, so he has the heart of abdication. "

"Seriously? But I don't think long live is a man who can easily delegate power! "

"Yes, even if the long live master wants to abdicate, the prince of honor can't sit on the Dragon chair so rashly before his rank!"

"Yes! Zuo Xiang is right. Isn't he cursing the long live funeral when he sits on the Dragon chair so bashfully? "

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Zhong Mingzheng looked at the chattering ministers below, glanced over their excited and frightened faces, and finally fell on the face of Zhao Changrong, his right counterpart. Zhao Changrong nodded knowingly, and then stepped forward, standing side by side with Fang Zhonglian. Then he bowed and said, "if there is any will of the Lord, please show me your highness, so that we can rest assured."

Zhong Mingzheng glanced at Xi Gonggong, who had been standing on his side respectfully. Xi Gonggong was so busy that he deeply bowed to him. Then he stepped forward for two steps. Facing a group of Ministers who had cast their eyes to him, he had difficulty breathing nervously for a while. This was the position he had never stood before. This was the position his master Zhao Ruhai had been standing in. Now, he finally stood in this position He replaced his master. Just one hour ago, he was killed by heding red poison and thrown into the mass grave