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Chapter 970:Temple Name, Reign Title

The royal temple was partial, and the voice of the people shouting long live came in.More than 20 princes have different looks.

Some people feel a little bitter, can't think of the status of the royal family!Fortunately, the battle for the throne has finally come to an end.It was too scary: King Song was scared of his insanity.The king was almost poisoned.They don’t want to be caught in the fish.

The king sat in the beautiful flower hall of the temple, holding the handle of the chair with his right hand, and his teeth were a little trembling.He is afraid.

How did Song make fun of the Yan King after he got a high ticket when he pushed the court?He said, “Ning Ying, your husband is a waste!”Hold the power of the Beijing army, and actually let your throne be taken away for others.

And now what?

Yan Wang's enthronement is entirely due to the operation of Jia Huan.He was worried that, with reference to the "treatment" of King Song in the early morning of this morning, he was afraid that Jia Huan would kill him!

The Master is not humiliated.

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“Long live...”

Solemn and solemn imperial palace, the left capital of Shiqichi with more than 300 ministers three times, long live the mountain, in Yongzhi Tianzi spirit, holding the Yan king enthroned!

According to the courteous law procedure, at this time, the edict of the Queen Mother Yang should be required.But Jia Huan has just said, who cares?As a courtier, he did not think of this, just revealing a little urgency in his heart.

No one can be a prime minister when he is not excited!This is the top of the man!Obviously, after the Yan Wang ascended to the throne, he would certainly be promoted to the governor as a university student.

The Yan King had no ruling experience and relied entirely on Jia Huan's network for the foundation of the court.He is weak and not in a right position.He is a weak emperor.Governor Qi, as a stand-off, will be amazing in three or five years.It can be roughly calculated: I am tired of the country!

The sound of the tsunami-like "long live" in the imperial palace is dissipating, and the rest of the sound is gone!Qi drove the micro-lan of his heart, because the Yan King had not yet called the group of courtiers, and knelt and played: "Long live, please first set the temple number of the emperor."

Ning Ying wears a white prince's uniform, with filial piety, stature and so on.Twenty-year-olds have a clear and weak skin.He has not yet translated from this violent identity to God.At this time, his mind could not help but appear in his old days.

My mother was a princess when he remembered.His childhood was unconcerned.Ten years ago, when Yongji was eleven years old, in the competition for the throne of the noble wife, the mother fell out of favor in the palace.He was 10 years old at the time.After that, he and his mother lived carefully.His temperament changed from that.

At the end of the spring of 15 years, Queen Yang acquiesced in the imprisonment of Liu Eun to assassinate Prince Jia, and her mother died of infection due to the care of Prince Jia.God is not being prosecuted.

At that time, he and Cheng Geer were studying under the door of Mr. Cheng.My sister treats him like a brother.The gentleman taught him the truth of being a human being, and forced him to exercise his body and will.Those two or three years were a wonderful time he never forgot!

Then, 17 years later, he married the princess.He also returned to Jinling in the south, then went to the western region, fought for the rest of his life, and returned to victory.In the past three years, he has lived a normal and ordinary life with the princess.Until this time!

How could he have no opinion of his mother’s death?The emperor denied it.On the evening of the 21st, Mr. Ming said that he would take a blood revenge and take the throne, and he wished him peace!This is his attitude and position.

The king was awakened from contemplation, a little embarrassed.Looking at the officials who were still on their knees in the hall, they were busy saying, "Gentlemen, Ai Qingping."Say this, the tongue is slightly knotted.When the hundred officials got up, he said to Qi Chi: "Mr. Izzy said."

He knew that the king was gone.But he had to be a new emperor."The emperor's early efforts, Guotai people's peace, the world is thriving."The kingdom is under pressure from the four seas.And in his later years, he could not stand up for the government, and the government was informed at the hands of the traitors.He thought that the great emperor was the temple number: Xuanzong."

Yan Wang nodded, "Mr. Qi said very much."Ning Wei has no ruling experience, at this time, he agreed with Qi Chi's opinion, and should also symbolically ask the opinions of the six books.

Zeng Jin, Yin Peng, Zhao Heling, Meng He, Bei Jingwang, Cheng Guoguo and others did not object.Listen quietly to the courteran.The temple number is still very suitable.

Qi Chi bowed down to the ceremony and then played: "Please your majesty to set the annual number."

The first reaction of Ning’s mind is: eternal happiness.When the man told him the history, he was impressed, Yan Wang Zhu Dijing difficult to succeed, the fixed-year number is Yongle.Of course, he can't use it.

Ning Wei thought about it and said, “I am learning shallowly, may I have Zhou Yongxing, with Yongxing as the year number, what does Mr. Qi think?”

This little thing is based on the king of Yan, “Yes.Ask your majesty to help the first emperor's coffin to the palace of Qianqing.The first emperor's edict.Then ask the Queen Mother to tell the world.”

Ning Shu said, “Okay.”

And he looked at the great eunuch Yuan Qi of the temple.Yuan Eun-jun shouted, “Long live the Lord’s driving...”

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Twenty-four days of noon, sunshine and Xixi.Jia Huan stood outside the Imperial Palace with hundreds of guards.Jia Huan was in Hanbai Yudan, looking at the wide temple square in front of him.During the year, the officers were outside the temple.

The sound of the temple, the sound, all heard clearly here.Yang Da’s eyes scratched his head and asked, “Master, is this over?”Holding the Emperor doesn’t seem complicated.

Jia Huan hit a water blue long shirt, carrying hands, feet of the painted dragon steps, the sun shines on his straight, upright standing body.The shadow falls.The wind touched his face.

He smiled and said, “Big eyes, what else?”Let's go!"

It's over, of course not.There is still much to deal with.For example, the edict.The emperor's remnant was so well written that he was certainly not allowed.Follow the pattern of sin!

In addition, Ning Ying immediately began the procedure, and the governor of Baiqi was a university officer of the East Pavilion University.He gave the three army generals and settled the hearts of the people of Beijing.At the same time, in the name of the court, we must tell the world: the new emperor ascended to the throne.

Do God’s servants approve?Not necessarily.Insurrection is inevitable.He has sent Jin Yiwei to Lingnan to arrest King Chu.

And, counting in the autumn!Wait for the throne, not a change of robe.Let the party fall together!One of God’s servants.

Many things are pending, and Ning should be very busy.He turned back and talked with the governor of Ning and Qi.But, at this time, for him, the coup d'état that had been in the army since the night of the 21st was over!

After killing the Yongji Emperor, he adopted a folding plan to deal with the status of the throne.Not to kill.This is complicated, cumbersome, and even slightly unscathed!One day in the hand, kill the whole world to bear our people.

But politics is not a matter of killing.It takes detail and patience.The great power is like cooking small.Too hard, 80% is the dragon has regrets.

In any case, his road is finally going down smoothly: pushing his brother to the throne.The stone of the heart, move away!One easy!After the Beijing affair, he should go to the coffin for the mountain chief, Mr. Ye, and the big brother to be buried, and rebuild the Wendao Academy.

The national light, the road of the blue, the inheritance of fire.To the Holy Spirit!He wouldn’t let the library disappear.It was the heart of the mountain chief, Mr. Ye, and the big brother.

Jia Huan walked down to His Majesty with his own guard.Qian Qingqing small hat, trotted to follow, laughing almost coveted, said: "Three master, third master, where are we going now?"

“Go back home!

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