Volume 2, Chapter 97: Take charge of the overall situation.
As Ye Tingmu walked out.
Everyone's eyes were focused on him again.
He glanced around.
Two bodies lay on the ground.
One was Chu Tiange's, with soldiers from the Imperial Guard standing beside him.
One was from Chaotianque, with ministers and descendants of the Chao family kneeling in front of him.
Although there are three princes here.
But one of them has now been exposed, and he is the descendant of the Canghai Divine Clan.
One is the second prince, Chao Feng, who had been pretending to be crazy and stupid before. Although he has become normal now, no one thinks he can take charge of the overall situation.
Of course, there is another one who is the obvious successor to Jiuzhou and the new emperor.
Fenghe.
But everyone knows Feng He.
Can't expect anything from him.
Now the prime minister is dead, the emperor is dead.
Their eyes naturally and subconsciously turned to Ye Tingmu.
Because he is the highest-ranking official here.
He is also the one with the highest virtue.
Only he can calm the current situation.
Ye Tingmu just walked out.
Dozens of court officials stood up and came before him.
One of the elders said, "Now that His Majesty has passed away, the government and the country are without a leader. We implore the Marquis of Shujian to come forward and take charge of the situation."
"I implore Marquis Shujian to step forward and take charge of this situation!!"
Ye Tingmu took a deep breath.
Then he raised his hand to everyone.
It means there is no need to be polite.
He first came to Chu Ge's body.
Xu Ping'an was still meditating beside him, recovering his strength.
He first bowed to Chu Ge's body.
The youngest commander of the imperial guards.
He once led his army to gallop thousands of miles just to bring Feng He back to the capital.
When they first met, he almost knocked himself down. For him, Chu Ge has always left a deep impression on him.
At the beginning, we talked about
He once boasted that he would have a saint as his son, and Chu Ge was his second son.
But now he is dead.
But Feng He’s great cause was indeed accomplished.
It’s just that the price paid in this process is too heavy.
Then he bowed to Xu Ping'an again.
Xu Ping'an nodded slightly.
Perhaps he was too tired, so he did not get up.
Now in the city of Kyushu.
Apart from the three great Buddhas, he is the only saint left.
Passing by Xu Ping'an, Ye Tingmu took Feng He and headed towards Chao Tianque's body.
Except for Chao Feng, all the clan members on both sides stood up, saluted, and retreated to the sides.
Make way for a path.
Walk to the front of Chaotianque's remains.
Ye Tingmu rolled up his scholar's robe that was dyed bright red.
Then he knelt down and bowed three times.
The emperor is dead, and as a subject, how can I not kneel?
Feng He also knelt down.
Then Ye Tingmu stood up.
A pair of firm eyes surveyed the people around him.
Then he said in a loud voice: "The king is dead, and the ministers are still here. They should take care of the country. I am the Lord of Heaven, so I should take the brunt of it. Therefore, I dare to take charge of the overall situation. Do you have any objections?"
Without hesitation, everyone said in unison: "We have no objection."
Upon hearing this, Ye Tingmu said, "Send the order to collect His Majesty's body. The Ministry of Rites will set a date for the entire nation to attend the funeral."
This was his first order.
"All civil officials and military officers, meet in the Golden Palace in half an hour to discuss matters."
This was his second order.
A team of imperial soldiers placed Chao Tianque's body into a golden coffin.
The ministers also started to move.
Ye Tingmu glanced at Chao Feng.
He said calmly, "Since you're not crazy, come too."
Chao Feng was stunned for a moment, with a dazed look in his eyes.
Then he nodded subconsciously.
"I respect the Marquis's order."
Even though he was a prince, he didn't dare to put on airs in front of Ye Tingmu at this moment.
He lowered his head, firstly because of fear of Ye Tingmu, and secondly because of admiration for Ye Tingmu.
His robe was stained red with the blood of his enemies and his own blood.
The Ye Tingmu in front of him has been in Kyushu for five years. He has blessed the people of the city, fought for the country in Wanshou Mountain, and killed the Seven Saints.
Fighting for the city of Lu is also a war for the country, to kill all the saints in the sea.
To protect the foundation of Jiuzhou, or more accurately, to protect the 10,000 bloodlines of the Chao family.
If he hadn't appeared in time.
I'm afraid I've already sacrificed my blood to the gods.
So what reason did he have to be so arrogant in front of him?
Ye Tingmu was summoned to guard.
Shou transformed into the appearance of a big black dog.
Dogs are inherently loyal, so it makes sense for them to guard.
Instruct them to stay here.
He also let Bai Luo, Qingfeng and others enter the temple.
In this case, with Dahei and Shou here to protect us, there shouldn't be any problems.
Dongfang Qingzhu, Li Gao and the little monk had already taken the Eight Beasts and Lin An to recruit the one million rebel troops of the Five Kings outside the city.
Everything is arranged.
Ye Tingmu took Feng He and flew into the air.
Then a voice echoed.
"Chao Xiao, you come too."
He shook his head towards Xiao, and the bitterness on his lips became even stronger.
But since Ye Tingmu asked me to go, I would go.
Anyway, he no longer had any thoughts of competing for the throne, so he might as well just witness Feng He ascend the throne.
He walked slowly down the mountain.
Although he is a saint, it is obvious that he does not want to fly at this moment.
Ye Tingmu brought Feng He and arrived at the Golden Palace first.
He asked someone to guard the door and no one was allowed to open it until he could.
Entering the Golden Throne Hall, the hall is still dazzling and magnificent.
It seems out of place compared to the dilapidated west city outside the palace.
On the second-floor platform in front of me is the gilded and dazzling imperial throne.
It's right there, and now it's empty.
As long as Feng He wants, he can sit on it anytime.
But Ye Tingmu wanted to talk to Feng He.
He spoke first, breaking the silence.
"Second brother, do you remember why we came to Zhulu City?"
Feng He nodded as a matter of course.
He wanted to look at the dragon throne in the palace, and replied: "Remember, for the throne."
Upon hearing this, Ye Tingmu subconsciously shook his head.
Feng He saw this with a hint of suspicion.
He asked in surprise: "Isn't it?"
Ye Tingmu turned his head to look at Feng He, the light in his eyes dimmed slightly.
Then there was a hint of sadness.
"No, we come here just to survive." His tone was low but calm.
When I told my fourth child before why we were competing for the throne, it was simply because we wanted the throne, to have a good life in the future, to live in the best house, and to have the best life.
But only he himself knew that he came to compete just to survive.
In fact, he has been living in the East China Sea for the past 10 years.
It's also good to escape from the northern barbarians to the mountains and fields of Yecheng.
Or maybe later from Yecheng to Beimang, and then to Beimang to Jiuzhou.
He did all this just to stay alive.
He is a time traveler, so how could he not know how to judge the situation?
How could he not understand the principle of waiting first and then coming out when he is invincible?
But he had no choice.
Because he always has to survive.
He fled from Beimang to Yecheng in order to avoid being hunted down by the government.
People who haven't experienced it simply don't understand how difficult it is.
In modern times, he has access to all the conveniences that science has brought.
There are also laws to protect yourself from being harmed.
But here, he only has a pair of legs and a pair of hands, and there are no rules at all.
The officials want to kill you, the bandits want to rob you, and the people will also bully you.
Journey with five kids.
The cold winter season is a thousand miles long.
It's a miracle that I survived.
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