Inside the huge Golden Throne Hall, there was silence. No one was talking and everyone kept their heads down in silence.
"Prince Jing is here!"
Song Yunhe, who should have been wearing the clothes of a prince, was now wearing a yellow dragon robe and walked into the palace with dragon-like steps. At this moment, Song Yunhe was in high spirits, and even though he had not slept all night, he was still energetic.
When my dream comes true, I am so excited that I can’t sleep.
Song Yunhe walked step by step towards the center of the highest power, passed through the sparse court officials, and stepped onto the Golden Dragon Throne step by step.
He stroked the dragon throne carefully with his hand, with a satisfied smile on his face as if he had obtained a precious treasure, and slowly sat on the seat he had always dreamed of.
The dragon chair is so comfortable to sit on!
Song Yunhe looked at the court officials below him and said, "Last night, the emperor suddenly fell ill and unfortunately passed away. I have been ordered to inherit the throne. Do you have any objections, my dear ministers?"
In Song Yunhe's opinion, this is a sure thing.
After what happened last night, I'm afraid none of the people present would have the courage to stand up and oppose.
Just when Song Yunhe was full of confidence, he saw Minister Bao walk out from the court officials, "I have an objection. Your Highness is not the son of the previous emperor, so he cannot be the legitimate heir. The throne should be inherited by the son of the previous emperor."
Song Yunhe was so angry that he laughed, "Minister Bao, the two sons born to the late emperor are both gone. Could it be that Minister Bao can conjure up another one?"
Minister Bao said calmly, "Unfortunately, I just happened to find the eldest son of the late emperor."
When these words were spoken, all the court officials from Song Yunhe's faction were shocked, and some of them immediately jumped out to refute them.
"Minister Bao, are you trying to find some random person to impersonate the eldest son of the late emperor?"
"Minister Bao, please don't speak nonsense."
"Minister Bao, please think twice before speaking, and don't make mistakes."
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Faced with their ridicule or threats, Minister Bao remained calm.
Minister Bao looked at the doubter coldly, "You may as well take a look. It's clear at a glance whether it's true or false."
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people suddenly walked into the hall, led by Su Xiaozhong.
All the old ministers in the court had seen the late emperor, and when they suddenly saw Su Xiaozhong, they widened their eyes in surprise, and Song Yunhe even stood up from the dragon throne.
"Like, really too much like."
"Isn't he really the eldest son of the late emperor?"
"Where did Minister Bao find this?"
The discussions were getting louder and louder, and were developing in an uncontrollable direction.
Seeing that the situation was not right, Song Yunhe shouted sternly: "Someone come, someone come."
Then, no matter how he shouted, no one responded.
The personal soldiers brought by Prince Jing had already been captured by the Northwestern Army, and now Prince Jing is a lonely man.
Su Xiaozhong walked through the court officials and walked towards the center of the hall step by step.
At this time, Empress Chen, surrounded by Duke Suguo and Commander Fu, slowly walked into the hall.
The court officials in the hall were shocked again when they saw the late queen.
Su Yin, Su Xinyang and Su Xinguang, three siblings, followed behind.
The court officials in the hall were not fools. Looking at the appearance of this family, and then looking at Duke Su, Nangong Jingzhi, and the defected deputy commander of the Imperial Guards and Lin Chong, the garrison commander of Kyoto, what else could they not understand?
Even Song Yunhe, who was sitting on the dragon throne, realized that the person in front of him was the eldest son of the late emperor who had been missing for thirty-five years. What made him even more unacceptable was the group of people following Su Xiaozhong.
"How could it be, how is it possible..." Song Yunhe's eyes were dull and he muttered unconsciously.
He just didn't want to believe that his beautiful dream was gone.
The pawn of the Northwest Army he relied on turned out to be his own nephew, while the talents he had gathered, Nangong Jingzhi, Kyoto garrison Lin Chong, and his most trusted eunuch Hong all stood against him.
The court officials who had defected to Prince Jing were equally horrified after seeing these people. They soon realized that the eldest son of the late emperor had already participated in the fight, but no one knew about it.
Not to mention the court officials who defected to Prince Jing, even Minister Bao and others did not expect that the capable generals under Prince Jing were all traitors and had become the eldest prince's men.
This layout and this method made everyone tremble with fear.
Such means are by no means mediocre.
At this moment, everyone clearly realized in their hearts that the future emperor would definitely be a powerful ruler.
Although everyone has confirmed Su Xiaozhong's identity, the truth of that year cannot be buried so vaguely.
Su Xiaozhong spoke loudly, "I think you all know what happened thirty-five years ago. With your intelligence, you should have guessed some of the inside story. But the real inside story is far more complicated than what you guessed."
"Bring the people up."
Two guards brought up the pale-faced eunuch Li Dehai and his master, Queen Dowager Jiang.
Queen Mother Jiang saw at a glance the only person she envied and hated in her life - Queen Chen.
"You're not dead yet!"
Empress Chen looked coldly at the person who had ruined her life, and retorted with a curled lip, "You are not even dead yet, how dare I die."
Queen Mother Jiang looked at Su Xiaozhong, then at Su Yin and her two siblings. She felt as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting. "Why, why are you all still alive?!"
Su Xinguang has never been a good-tempered person. He walked up to her and slapped her on the face, saying unhappily, "Old witch, you are very noisy."
Su Yin ignored the broken-down Queen Mother Jiang and walked directly to Li Dehai, "Eunuch Li, tell us about what happened back then."
After being tortured by the heart-eating poison for a whole night, Eunuch Li no longer had the tough talk he had before. His only wish now was to die.
Upon hearing this, Li Dehai immediately told everyone everything that happened that year.
"I still have a lot of evidence. After you read it, you will know whether what I said is true or false."
The Imperial Guards handed over the evidence submitted by Eunuch Li to the court officials one by one.
Minister Bao and others had long known that Emperor Rongxian was not the son of the previous emperor, and had no interest in the evidence. However, those court officials who were still in the dark began to read through it.
Someone saw that Minister Bao and the others did not move, and asked in confusion: "Why aren't you surprised?"
Minister Bao replied calmly, "We have already learned the truth from Queen Mother Jiang."
Censor Li and the others nodded, and someone quietly told what they had seen and heard at the Fahua Temple that day.
Queen Mother Jiang and even Song Yunhe once again realized that Master Guichen was also arranged by them, with the purpose of making the two sides completely fall out.
At this point, Queen Mother Jiang has nothing to hide. The Jiang family has been killed by Prince Jing's men, and she is now alone.
Now she has nothing to worry about.
Queen Mother Jiang stared at Queen Chen, "God has been really kind to you. I trampled you into the mud, but you managed to survive. If I had known this would happen, I should have killed you. I should have chopped Lian Qiao, that bitch, into pieces."
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