Chapter 422 He is the grandson of His Majesty
. "It is impossible for someone to lend you this noble destiny." The emperor exposed it at a glance.
But Sikong Lin did not believe him at all, "I have waited for this destiny for many years... You will not pass the throne to me at the altar, so I have to find a way out for myself."
The emperor closed his eyes, "It is hopeless!"
Sikong Lin pressed the dumb point of the emperor and ordered people to take the emperor to the altar.
The area around the altar was crowded with people.
There was only an iron fence between the inner and outer fields.
A Bao and others were treated as guests of honor because they had the emperor's order. In front of them was the altar with a round platform, and behind them were all the people who came after hearing the news.
Today is the big day for the new emperor of Mu Kingdom to ascend the throne.
The high priest stood at the altar in a snow-white robe, and people bowed down to worship, chanting words of blessing for the Mu Kingdom.
"The high priest can invite the national god, high priest, why doesn't our new national god appear?" Lord Fang was puzzled. The new national god must appear on the day when the new emperor ascends the throne.
In the past, they had seen the new national god coming from afar.
A man in a black robe, who was not a decent person at first glance, stood in the center of the altar and was invited to the temple by the new young emperor.
According to Sikong Lin, the former national god of the Mu Kingdom is about to fall. In order to prevent the Mu Kingdom from having no national god, it can only worship the new national god.
I don't know why, since Lord Xingchen left the temple, the divine breath on the imperial order has become weaker and weaker.
"The new emperor has ascended the throne, and the national god has appeared. Everything is going according to plan, and everyone does not need to be anxious." The high priest spoke slowly, his eyes falling intentionally or unintentionally on A Bao, who was holding his chin, ready to watch the show.
Why...
can't I hear the girl's voice? He
could clearly hear it in the palace before.
But since he saw A Bao again in Mu Kingdom, he couldn't hear a word.
A Bao patted Yun Hui beside him, "Disciple, you also go on stage."
Yun Hui was surprised, "Me?"
A Bao was calm, "Yes, stand on it."
Sikong Lin was already standing on the altar, wearing a wide black and gold robe, with jade-like eyebrows and eyes, and he was born cold, arrogant, ruthless, evil and capricious.
He sneered, and then many court officials present sneered, led by Leng Feng.
As a general and the guardian of the Changsheng Palace, Leng Feng's position is not that of a second-rank official, but he has real power. When a second-rank official sees him, he has to be courteous. "How can a young man like him, who came from nowhere, set foot on the mysterious and noble altar of our Mu Kingdom?"
This is the place where the national god appears, which is extremely sacred.
It belongs to the second temple.
Other ministers also echoed: "Yes, these people from the Tiansheng Dynasty are really bold. They can't do whatever they want just because they come to the altar. Do they have any knowledge?"
"They rely on themselves to be lawless and treat the altar as their own home. Your Majesty, drive them out!"
"Yes! Drive them out! Drive all these foreigners out! They don't deserve to stand here, drive them away!"
"..."
The scene was in chaos for a while.
Lord Fang, Lord Fu and Lord Fei looked at each other silently, and subconsciously protected Abao behind them.
From the moment the three families handed over the imperial order, they had decided to protect the little princess at all times.
No one is allowed to slander or harm her.
[Sikong Lin has quite a few people. If the new emperor ascends the throne, Mu Kingdom will have a major blood transfusion. Tsk tsk tsk, my little disciple will be busy.]
Yun Hui, who was standing aside, glanced at A Bao and laughed helplessly, "Master, I haven't even become an emperor yet, and I haven't even taken the first step of recognizing my ancestors.
" A Bao's crisp voice fell to the ground, "He is the real grandson of the emperor."
Her voice was not loud, but the five words fell clearly into the ears of everyone present.
The restless altar suddenly boiled!
Lord Fang was the closest to A Bao, standing behind her. He immediately leaned over and asked with a licking face, "Little princess, who do you think is the real grandson of the emperor?"
"Him, Yun Hui, my little disciple." A Bao introduced Yun Hui to everyone with pride.
"The true grandson of the Mu Kingdom? Your Majesty's grandson?"
"Yes!"
Mr. Fang sat down on the ground because of his excitement.
Master Fu was not spared either, feeling dizzy and irritated.
Mr. Fei's lips couldn't help trembling. He was so excited that he couldn't speak.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Sikong Lin immediately lowered his face and stood with his hands behind his back, looking like a fake emperor. "I allowed a few of you to come in for the sake of the royal family of the Tiansheng Dynasty. Now, you are actually making trouble at my coronation ceremony. It's so presumptuous!"
Abao pulled Yunhui's clothes, and he was eating grapes with his small mouth. Abao immediately put a grape seed in Yunhui's palm.
Yun Hui was puzzled.
Sikong Lin was even more confused.
"Go, show the fake what it means to spread seeds."
Insolent?
Spread seeds?
Sikong Lin's face was extremely ugly.
Yun Hui held back his laughter. My dear master, the word "insolent" should not be used in this way.
As a super obedient disciple, Yun Hui dared not disobey A Bao's words.
He stood on the altar, and even stood next to Sikong Lin.
Sikong Lin's eyes almost wanted to kill people!
"How dare you!"
How dare you? ? ?
Yun Hui spread out his palms and warned Sikong Lin, "Your Majesty, do you have to force my master to give you a piece of dog guts?"
Sikong Lin was so angry that his eyes went dark. "Illiterate!"
Yun Hui said with a pale face, "My master is only three and a half years old, just started to learn, and he can't read. It's normal."
Sikong Lin couldn't communicate with these people.
This is called illiteracy, this is called hooliganism!
"Your Majesty, Master Yunhui's identity is very suspicious and needs to be verified. Today is the day to draw the star into the body, so why not let Master Yunhui have a try. What if he is really the grandson of the emperor?" Lord Fang said in a very loud voice.
He never expected that the real grandson of the emperor was right next to him. He had been looking for him for more than ten years.
Sikong Yuan, who was hidden in the dark by Sikong Lin and sitting in a wheelchair, was speechless and had already burst into tears.
He stared at Yunhui, remembering the scene when he gave him the stone, and the scene when he put the imperial order into the stone when he was carving the words, and his eyes were full of tears.
My grandson, it turned out to be him.
My grandson, he really came back.
The time has come, and the star-drawing into the body will begin.
Abao continued to eat small grapes.
There was a sound in the sky, like a bolt from the blue.
There was even wind blowing around.
The high priest retracted his gaze, "Your Majesty, it's time to start drawing the stars into your body."
Sikong Lin was extremely arrogant. When he became the new emperor, all the three-dynasty elders, the retired emperors, and the true grandsons of the emperor would be gone.
He wanted this Mu Kingdom to be his world, and he wanted to create a new empire that belonged to him.
Lord Fang stamped his feet excitedly, "Yunhui, you must succeed in drawing the stars, you must!"
No matter what, Sikong Lin must not be allowed to become emperor.
If Sikong Lin cannot be stopped today, disaster will befall him in the future.
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