Lord Xing had actually said a lot of the same things a long time ago, but since he was the leader, his words might not carry as much weight as those of Minister Yan.

Looking at him, Lord Xing felt for the first time that if the Earl's Mansion could recover this time, the greatest credit must be given to this eldest son!

It is not impossible for him to be appointed as the Prime Minister one day! Therefore, under the strong recommendation of the two of them, the voice of Prince Yin is getting higher and higher! One of them was once the core figure of the Queen's Party, and the other was the backer of the Royal Concubine's Party. The dispute between the two factions did not come to a conclusion. Now that they can join hands to recommend one person, it is naturally overwhelming.

In addition, Gu Shaoyu, who was supposed to be in Wangzhou, had brought people in and out of Prince Yin's Mansion many times. Even if some people were dissatisfied, they didn't dare to say anything at this moment.

Therefore, on the day before the emperor's burial, Prince Yin's palace was surrounded by people.

Inside the palace, Concubine Hui came here in person, hoping that Prince Yin could ascend the throne and become the next emperor, on the grounds that "the country cannot be without a monarch for a day".

All the officials also gathered here, and they all requested Prince Yin to come out and take charge of the situation.

The former dynasty and the harem were rarely unified, but the people did not know the truth. They only knew that the prince had always had a good reputation. Therefore, if they supported him to ascend the throne, everyone would have someone to pay homage to, so they also followed suit and shouted "Long live the prince".

The Crown Prince of Yin was not the heir in line to the throne. If he had stepped forward to claim the title when the emperor died, it would have naturally been a big deal in the history books in the future, and this would have been an indelible mark in his political achievements.

That's why Mr. Wen came up with this idea.

From morning till night, until more and more people gathered to watch the fun, Prince Yin finally walked out of the mansion. After taking a look at the civil and military officials and Concubine Hui and others in the harem, he spoke in an embarrassed and frank manner.

"My young prince is only a descendant of the founding emperor. If we talk about succession, I should not be the one to take the throne. Your Majesty has three other princes. No matter who you choose, they are more suitable than me."

"My Lord, please don't be so modest. Here is a petition signed by the three princes. They feel that they are incapable of inheriting the throne, so they, like us, petition the Lord to take over this responsibility. If you don't agree, then we will have no choice but to kneel down and not get up!"

Minister Xing's voice became louder and louder, until finally he knelt down in the snow without any courtesy.

Although they were wearing warm clothes, the snow was freezing and it was possible that their knees would be broken by kneeling. The ministers followed suit and knelt down in a large group.

Seeing this, even if Prince Yin was unwilling, he could only agree half-heartedly.

He took the imperial seal, put on the emperor's dragon robe and cloak, and went to the palace surrounded by the crowd.

When the imperial carriage got up, Prince Yin's face was still as calm as ever, as if he was just going to an ordinary palace banquet.

After the emperor was buried, the prince arranged everything. Prince Rong's body was sent to Jinling City as he wished during his lifetime, and the people who carried the coffin were Guo Silang and the Guo family.

They didn't know when they would be back, so when they left, Gu Shaoyu and Du Jingyi specially saw them off.

It has not even been a month since the emperor was killed, but Guo Silang looks much thinner. I wonder if it is because he knows something.

Du Jingyi, Xue Niang and Madam Guo San were saying goodbye to each other, while Guo Silang and Gu Shaoyu were standing on the other side where no one was around and talking alone.

"Sixth brother, let me ask you a question, was the prince someone you had chosen long ago?"

"Um."

Guo Silang was not surprised by this answer.

"Then...was it you who caused Prince Rong's death?"

"Um."

Guo Silang was not surprised by this answer, and he basically did not need to ask the following questions. The emperor, the seventh prince, the imperial concubine, the Dingping Marquisate, Prime Minister Xing, and even the Queen Yan who had gone crazy and was sent away for recuperation must have been part of their plan.

It’s a pity that I have never been included in such a plan.

So after a moment of silence, he asked with some disappointment.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

"This matter is of great importance..."

Before Gu Shaoyu could finish his words, he was interrupted by Guo Silang. His tone and eyes were as firm as before, and he asked again.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

This time, he got a real answer.

"The Guo family has never favored the prince of Prince Yin, and Grandfather Guo has spent his entire life working for the people of Daxing, but also for the bloodline of the Guo family. No matter what, Prince Rong has Guo blood flowing in his veins, plus the teachings of his youth, so I dare not gamble."

The reason is that I don’t dare to bet whether Guo Silang will tell on me after he finds out.

Taking a deep breath, Guo Silang looked back at Prince Rong's coffin, and then he left without looking back.

Although the truth was bloody, it was Gu Shaoyu's last sincerity and decency to him, so he accepted it and left with Prince Rong's coffin.

Du Jingyi asked after they walked very far away.

"Does the General regret it?"

"What are you regretting?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"I regret killing Prince Rong."

Du Jingyi's words left Gu Shaoyu silent. He didn't know how to respond.

For a moment, he felt that Prince Rong's death was indeed innocent. However, if he had not died, the Crown Prince's ascension to the throne would become extremely troublesome. Apart from anything else, just the forces supporting him behind the scenes would be enough to make the court turbulent for quite a while.

So, he shook his head and said.

"No regrets. The identity of Prince Rong will trap him for the rest of his life. Even if he survives, he may not have a good life. So it's better to leave. The world is vast and there will always be other ways out, right?"

Du Jingyi smiled. She knew exactly what her husband had done, and then she made a suggestion.

"I have an identity that I haven't used for a long time. If I can get everything back on track, that would be great."

Gu Shaoyu sighed and smiled.

"Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from Madam's discerning eyes."

Having said this, the couple said no more, got on the carriage and headed back to the general's mansion.

It was windy and snowy, but everything indicated that spring would not be far away.

A month later, Guo Silang carried the coffin to Jinling City.

Prince Rong was buried next to Prime Minister Guo as he wished. Their mausoleums were not far from the Gu family cemetery, and they could see each other from afar, just as if they had fought side by side in the past.

Half a year later, there was news about Mr. Yan Zhiqing, who had been elusive in Jinling City.

Everyone who has met him says that he is as kind as jade, modest and gentle.

It can be considered a relatively good ending for Prince Rong.

As a future emperor, being too kind-hearted was not a good thing, but as himself, his kindness earned him a chance to be reborn.

Hehe, the finale is not far away~~~