Chapter 285

The death knell of the royal temple goes on all day long, and the solemn bell rings for ten li.

Marriage is not allowed all over the country.

Just one night, all the bright colors of the city disappeared. Instead of white sails, the royal guards carried long guns made of refined iron all day long. It seemed that all the colors in the palace had withered overnight, and everyone was scared.

The next day, the emperor's remains have been transported back to Taiji hall by the palace people around him in soft sedan chairs. After the remains are sorted out and the imperial edict is read out, the remains will be transported to the royal temple for parking. The monks of the whole temple should chant scriptures together until ninety-one days before they can be buried in the imperial mausoleum.

One moment on a day, Taihe hall.

Emperor Yonglu had twelve sons and fourteen daughters before his death, and only seven princesses and twelve princesses survived.

The oldest was Nanjing Zhao, the second prince in his early forties. The youngest prince was only four and a half years old. At this time, all the princes knelt down with all the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty. The emperor's teacher was Yonglu emperor's teacher. He helped him to ascend the throne all the way and won his favor. At this time, the old emperor's master was nearly ninety years old, his face was wrinkled like bark. He stood high in the hall, holding a volume of bright yellow imperial edict in his hands.

His only energetic eyes lightly swept his Highness's people, and said: "all the ministers receive the order!"

In a flash, Hula's clothes were rubbing, and their forehead touched the ground. All of them shouted, "I'll take the order!"

"Children and ministers receive orders!"

Every prince stared at the volume of the imperial edict with complicated eyes. The words above determined who would ascend the supreme throne from now on.

Emperor Yonglu was confused all his life. When he died, he finally made a wise decision.

Before his death, he didn't disclose any decision about who the new emperor would be after his death. The imperial edict was just drafted and was escorted by the dark guard and handed over to the emperor's master.

The old emperor's division was highly respected, well-known in the country and the country, and his family style was clean and honest for several generations, which was deeply loved by the people. Such a person, even after the death of emperor Yonglu, does not worry about the prince conspiring with him to tamper with the imperial edict.

In fact, from the moment when the old emperor's master came out holding the imperial edict, nanjingyu's fingertips were pinched into the flesh, and his drooping eyes were full of ruthlessness. He knew that the name above would never be him.

He didn't try to please the emperor in the past. He wanted to get some news from him, but he was beaten out with indignation.

You are the emperor's teacher. If the emperor is fatuous, he will be impeached. Let alone he is the emperor's son who has nothing to do!

As you can imagine, he tried to assassinate, but emperor Yonglu seemed to have expected that he had sent many secret guards to protect himself. After several failures, he could only give up bitterly.

The faces of the people were all in the eyes of the old emperor. He snorted coldly, shook his last edict, and began to read it.

"It was carried by heaven, and the emperor decreed:

it was always the emperor who ruled the world, and it was the first thing to do. To respect the heaven and the ancestors of the Dharma is so gentle and gentle that they can recuperate and recuperate the common people, and benefit from the benefits of all the world Now I am sixty years old and in office for twenty-nine years. Although I am now dead, I am very happy Xuange, the ninth son of my emperor, has a valuable character. If you bow to me deeply, you will be able to overcome the great unification. To ascend the throne after me, that is to say, the throne of the Emperor... "

Voice just fell, regardless of the people's hearts are expected, or heart surprised, have to kowtow again, shouting "long live the emperor!"