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Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-Four: Enthronement Day Catching Turtles in the Urn

Looking at the little girl's apologetic look, Shen Qingfei smiled and helped her to sleep: "Okay, you can rest for a while, I'll let your eldest sister-in-law be with you."

He covered Shen Qingyin with a quilt and then gave Yang a few instructions. He saw the little girl closing her eyes and then breathed a sigh of relief. His mother's words were indeed hurting her.

When my mother was pregnant, I don’t know how many gynecological maths were taking pulses. She agreed that she was pregnant and was a boy. However, when she was about to give birth, she suddenly heard a sensation of Sanskrit, and the one she gave birth to was twin babies that night.

My mother's attitude towards Qimei was a little ambiguous. In the end, after Qingci had an accident, she put all her resentment on Qimei, but how innocent his sister was? Fortunately, it was the flesh that fell off her body after all. Every year she always met her birthday, which was also an apology for her words.

Of course, it is not ruled out that she just wanted to miss the youngest son who had been drifting since she was one year old.

As soon as the news of Zhou Nianzheng ascending the throne in Jizhou came out, there have been many strangers in Jizhou recently. Although some patriots are not ruled out, they are also careful of those hostile people who take advantage of the situation. Therefore, the defense of Jizhou City has become more tense than usual.

Gu Jinshu thought that after the last injury, her father would not have jumped away in front of Zhou Xia in a short time, but she didn't expect that the pain on her body had just disappeared and went to Zhou Xia's mansion to report that although there were many restrictions on the Qinzhou army entering Ji, the temporary leadership of the army still fell into Zhou Xia's hands.

She originally thought that her father had returned to a bad situation, but she still had the position of the magistrate, but her authority was reduced a lot. At the beginning, Gu Jinshu was still unfamiliar with the meaning, but Gu Mingsheng reminded him: "Your uncle's position as the right minister of the Ministry of Rites should be stable."

Hearing his explanation, Gu Jinshu paused slightly, and then said a little later: "In other words, we, the governor, want to borrow the east wind from our uncle?"

"At best, I want to climb up to Duke Pei."

If he had a normal promotion, he might not have attracted much attention. However, the reason why my uncle was able to firmly hold the position of the Right Minister of the Ministry of Rites this time was related to Duke Pei, so Zhou Xia wanted to quickly get close to Duke Pei, the big tree.

After all, he was quite high-profile some time ago, which was enough to allow the censors to study his book after the new emperor ascended the throne.

"Duke Pei may not be able to save him."

Gu Jinshu naturally thought of some things that have been circulating recently and couldn't help but sneer. She also didn't like Zhou Xia, a person who is good at taking advantage of his own tricks but always claims to be a gentleman. However, Zhou Xia now holds military power and doesn't think that few people will really touch him.

"What's the atmosphere of the Qin army?"

The Qinzhou massacre was fatal to the Qin army. After all, their wives, children, and children are most likely to be in Qinzhou. Giving up Qinzhou is equivalent to giving up their family. How many people have to obey the army's life?

"It's inevitable to be sad, but this is inevitable."

The Beicang Kingdom's army was coming in full force. With the Qin army could not stop their way, they could only cut off their arm. Emperor Xuan of Ming had actually had such an estimate, so he watched Zhou Xia grow up.

For the sake of this, he personally led the Qin army to the south. Even if the words of the Shijia were speaking, it would not have much to do with him in the future. It was just that Zhou Xiashi still didn't understand the interests of this. Thinking of the figure hiding in the dark, Gu Mingsheng's fist curled up slightly, and he didn't believe that that person really betrayed Emperor Xuan of Ming.

After all, compared to himself, the person that Emperor Xuan of Ming trusted more.

The day when Zhou Nianzhen ascended the throne was not a sunny day. Instead, it was a little drizzling in the sky. The slender raindrops hit the earth drop by drop, and all the officials of the court also formally participated in the crowning ceremony in the emperor's palace.

Although the emperor sitting on the dragon throne was only about fourteen years old, no one dared to underestimate him. His slightly cold eyes just swept over him, giving people a feeling of torment, and his body was filled with the majesty and grandeur of the royal family.

The emperor ascended the throne and was naturally unavoidable to sing and dance for congratulations. Although the time was too hasty to prepare, Jizhou has always been a land of fish and rice, and it is also an extremely rich place, so both cultural heritage and commercial channels are no worse than companions.

The sound of silk and bamboo continued, and the enchanting postures were connected. Just as time moved little by little, a figure of sword dancing suddenly began to move in the middle of the scene. Everyone immediately became energetic and applauded for their wonderful performances from time to time.

It can be said that it was time to go quickly. In the flash of lightning, a flying sword in the swordsman's sleeve suddenly broke through the air. The sound of arrow feathers cutting through the sky was particularly eye-catching. After being shocked, people shouted loudly to rescue the car. Unfortunately, the arrow was too fast and few people could catch up.

Just as everyone was ready to splatter three feet of blood, the sharp arrow was barely caught by a middle-aged man who looked dark-skinned. He himself took a few steps back. The arrow feathers bounced out by the big knife fell on the bluestone slab and instantly poked a big hole.

Duke Pei took the sleeve arrow and then let out a long sigh and said to Yulin Wei next to him: "Stay alive."

Yu Linwei, disguised as an eunuch, picked up the sword hidden in a small table and fought with the swordsmen. For a moment, the scene was chaotic and uncontrollable. At this moment, a woman dressed in a maid who was ten steps away seemed crazy. Several people jumped to Zhou Nianzheng and slapped her sleeves and slapped her fragrance to her nose.

Although Zhou Nianzheng was prepared for a long time, he was still not expected to be controlled by others in the blink of an eye. Fortunately, Uncle Zhou and Shadow Guard were not easy. One had already pulled him apart and protected him behind him, while the other fought with the Red Lotus Demon.

"What's the situation with Your Majesty?"

Prince Pei's sharp eyes naturally saw the clouds pounced towards him. Honglian was always a master of poisoning, and he didn't know if he was poisoned.

"fine."

Zhou Nianzhi took off the cotton balls tightly stuffed under his nose and took two breaths of air. After the arrow was launched, he stuffed two balls of cotton toward the wings of his nose at lightning speed just in case.

After all, they are facing the Red Lotus Demon Girl who is famous for her poisoning skills, so naturally they cannot be taken lightly.

Seeing him preparing so much, Duke Pei was slightly stunned, and then he was happy again. It was not a bad thing for him to have such a plan. After all, he promised in front of Emperor Xuan of Ming that he would definitely be loyal to assist him.

At the beginning, he was just swaying between his grandson and Zhou Nianzhen. Since he had chosen Zhou Nianzhen as the emperor, all the sways in the past disappeared, and the only thing he had to do in the future was to assist him well.
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