Chapter 680 This is because the ancestors do not agree to let Xiao Ba ascend the throne!
"Jiang Wan, can you make one more serving?"
Cheng Jin was very greedy. Jiang Wan’s cooking skills were so good that every time he finished eating something she made, he couldn’t eat anything else for several days.
“What are you doing!”
Madam Cheng patted her son speechlessly and said, "This is a medicinal meal. Why are you joining in the fun?"
"Sister-in-law, let's go out and talk."
Uncle Cheng was annoyed that everyone was disturbing his wife, so he suggested going out.
Jiang Wan felt uncomfortable and asked to leave, which made Mrs. Cheng very depressed.
After leaving the house, he scolded Cheng's father harshly.
"It's all your fault for going after those guys in the backyard. We almost got into trouble because we came to you for even the smallest matter."
Father Cheng was confused by what was said and almost died on the spot when he saw Cheng Jin's gloating look.
However, their family situation was complicated, so Jiang Wan didn't stay long and went straight back to her own home.
"Wood fragrance."
She called Muxiang over. Muxiang had been undergoing Jiang Wan's assessments over the past few times and had realized her own shortcomings.
Every day, after Lu Shui and I finish our work in the shop, we come back and study diligently.
"Master."
Muxiang is small, but her eyes are bright. "Do you have any instructions for me, my disciple?"
"I'll teach you how to make some medicinal dishes."
Jiang Wan glanced at Lu Shui and Qiu Yan beside her and said, "If you want to learn, let's learn together.
But I plan to open a herbal medicine shop, and you will manage it, Muxiang."
"Yes, Master!"
Muxiang's face turned red with excitement, and Jiang Wan looked at Lushui who looked a little disappointed.
"Lushui, the new Yishengtang will be managed by you."
"Thank you girl!"
Lushui was also extremely excited. She couldn't wait to be on her own and as powerful as her sister Qiu Niang.
Jiang Wan spent the whole day in the kitchen. Qiu Yan and Mu Xiang had a good talent for cooking and quickly learned about 70% of the skills.
Lushui, on the other hand, was not very talented in this area, and she was so angry that she almost stayed up late to study.
Only after being discovered by Jiang Wan did he rest obediently.
Jiang Wan has been very busy these days and has to go back to the space at night to study prosthetic limbs.
I have to do some skin care products from time to time, and I feel dizzy.
Soon the day of the new emperor's ascension to the throne arrived. The Eighth Prince hoped that Jiang Wan would appear, and Jiang Wan naturally would not shy away.
The clothes that Song Jiuli personally sent were no worse than those worn by ladies of noble birth.
Jiang Wan looked more noble after putting it on, and Lu Shui put a lot of jewelry on her head.
“It’s a bit heavy.”
Jiang Wan muttered a few words. Although the jewelry was beautiful, it was not very convenient.
"The girl is so beautiful."
Lushui looked at Jiang Wan in the mirror very proudly. Such a beautiful girl was like a fairy.
"Girl, the prince is here."
Qiu Yan came in from outside and put a coat on Jiang Wan.
It has been some time since I returned to Kyoto. The weather outside is cold and I am afraid it will snow in a few days.
She was wearing her boots and trotting out. Thinking that Song Jiuyuan was waiting for her, she felt a little excited.
There was a figure standing at the gate of Jiang Mansion. When he saw Jiang Wan coming out, Song Jiuyuan's mouth curled up slightly.
"Song Jiuyuan."
Jiang Wan threw herself into his arms, and Song Jiuyuan caught her skillfully with his big hands, his voice mellow.
"Let's go."
He is introverted and doesn't say sweet words, but his eyes give Jiang Wan the illusion that he is affectionate even to dogs.
Song Jiuyuan helped Jiang Wan onto the carriage. The carriages still could not move in the palace, so after arriving at the palace, Jiang Wan could only walk with Song Jiuyuan.
Compared to before, there are fewer people that Jiang Wan hates in the palace.
Now when people in Kyoto see Jiang Wan, no one dares to provoke her.
"Follow me later."
Song Jiuyuan put Jiang Wan's hand on his arm. There were many people coming and going in the palace.
Because the previous emperor had passed away, even if the new emperor ascended the throne, the palace would not dare to be decorated too festively.
When Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan arrived, all the civil and military officials were already in place, and the empress dowager was standing there with a sullen face.
Her expression was not very good. After all, her most beloved grandson could not save his life, and the one who sat on the throne was not her favorite grandson.
When the Queen Mother saw Jiang Wan coming in, there was a hint of hatred in her eyes.
When the queen is not present, the concubines in the harem are not qualified to appear on such occasions.
The coronation ceremony was majestic and complicated. Jiang Wan stood on the Song family's territory. Song Jiuli and Song Jiuchi, who were usually noisy, didn't say a word.
Everyone listened with serious expressions as the elders of the royal family read the sacrificial text.
First of all, we must mourn the contributions made by the late emperor during his years in office.
Jiang Wan felt drowsy after listening to this.
"Lean on me."
Song Jiuyuan's voice was very soft. He held Jiang Wan gently with his big hands and used his loud voice to cover Jiang Wan's exhausted figure.
"Um."
Jiang Wan spent the entire night studying and only made some slight progress on the prosthesis. She is now extremely sleepy.
She tried to reduce her presence as much as possible and lowered her head to let her eyes rest for a while.
About half an hour later, the most sacred moment of enthronement began.
The Eighth Prince walked to the altar alone and kowtowed to the ancestors.
When the solemn bell rang, Jiang Wan's confused mind became a little clearer.
She stood up straighter, raised her head slightly and saw a young boy in a bright yellow dragon robe walking towards the high altar step by step.
"Song Jiuyuan, did you notice that there was something wrong with the Queen Mother's expression?"
The distance was quite far, so Jiang Wan couldn't see clearly, but it was obvious that there was resentment in the Queen Mother's eyes.
"It's okay. I'm here."
Song Jiuyuan gently patted Jiang Wan's shoulder to comfort her. Everyone held their breath and watched nervously as the Eighth Prince arrived at the altar.
At this moment, he held the incense in his hand, kowtowed very seriously, and then reverently inserted the incense into the incense burner.
When he turned around, he could just see the people below.
"Greetings to our Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
"Greetings to our Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
"Greetings to our Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
“…”
Everyone knelt on the ground and surrendered at his feet. At this moment, the Eighth Prince seemed to finally understand the significance of his older brothers fighting to the point of bloodshed to reach this position.
He wanted to live, and live a better life. From then on, he was the emperor of Dafeng!
Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan also knelt down. Their knees were a little painful. Jiang Wan silently complained in his heart.
The new emperor looked at this beautiful scene and raised his hand slightly, "My dear ministers..."
Boom boom boom…
At this moment, a rumbling sound suddenly came from the sky which was originally sunny, and crows were circling in the sky.
Wow wow wow…
The hoarse voice was clearly heard by everyone, and made the emperor feel depressed.
It seems that today's ascension to the throne will not be very smooth.
Jiang Wan gently squeezed Song Jiuyuan's palm, "Some people, if you give them a chance to live well, they will rush to die."
"Very good, we will eradicate the root of the problem."
Song Jiuyuan curled his lips evilly, almost predicting everyone's reaction.
However, what they didn't expect was that the first person to speak was the Queen Mother.
"This... This is because our ancestors do not agree to let Xiao Ba ascend the throne!"
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