"What a panic, what a pride?" Lord Xia Jun suddenly patted the handrail to stop the panicked ministers below: "It's just a ceremony of ascension, what can it count? What can a throne represent? Power cannot be transferred smoothly in this way."

As soon as the words came out, the panicked ministers below gradually calmed down.

Yes, Ji Guang handed over the throne, but could he really handed over power?

Wei Chaotian was also considered a cunning man. He was able to use the emperor to command the princes to rebel under the names of Empress Wei and Ji Zhuo. This was obviously a trap of the throne ceremony, which could satisfy him?

Wei Chaotian will always make something happen.

"Continue to check, check them clearly and find out what they do, so don't come back." Lord Xia Jun roared, Jiuying's face turned pale and took the order.

"Hmph, it's all gone." Lord Xia Jun seemed to have been offended, and he got angry and almost smashed his throne and drove everyone away. Only then did he walk back with resentment.

"Make peace, how can you make peace? Who allows you to make peace? That position is mine," Lord Xia Jun roared, his face full of ferociousness.

"A little human emperor's position has made you lose your composure." In the dark, the voice of the ferocious demon saint came, "How can you be my child if you can't hold back so much?

"Old Ancestor Ri'an." Seeing the figure of the savage demon saint, Lord Xia Jun hurriedly bowed and bowed. The savage demon saint continued: "You have been with Zhulong for too long. You have been so long that you will no longer use other methods to deal with problems except for conspiracies and tricks. Inciting rebellions and supporting puppets are just the best strategy, and your own strength is the best strategy. Zi Baifeng defeated you in this open way. No matter how many conspiracies and tricks you have, you can't compare to a pair of fists. Do you understand? If you continue to do this, how can you become the best in my savage tribe in the future and how can you get benefits for our savage tribe?"

The sage demon sage rarely says so much. He has disgust and rejection from his heart for his descendants. It feels like a famous painting he carefully painted, but was sprayed with ink. Lord Xia Jun actually became like this now. He is not as fierce and powerful as their sage clan. Instead, he is like a cunning and timid mouse. How can he like it?

"The ancestor is wise, if the ancestor takes action, it will naturally be invincible. However, the child's strength is low and he is far from comparable to the ancestor, so..."

"Don't say too much about compliments." The sneering demon sneered, "Everything is not good? It's not that simple. Although my strength is a little stronger than Zhulong, I may not be stronger than Yaoluo. The so-called "Everything is not good" is just a delusion. However, we will never retreat because of difficulties. The brave will win when we meet on a narrow road, the brave will always be brave, and the weak will always be weak. This principle... do you understand?"

"Boy... understand." Lord Xia Jun said hurriedly.

But how could he actually understand?

The Fierce Demon Saint looked at him, but suddenly sighed, waved his hand, and said, "You go."

Lord Xia Jun bowed and turned around and left.

When I returned to the study, I had sent out secret decrees.

How could he watch others take away his things and do nothing?

How can the teachings of the Fierce Demon Saint be able to get into his ears?

Go to the capital, the palace.

The civil and military ministers gathered together and looked up at the historic scene.

At the forefront of the civil and military ministers, two people stood.

On the left is Wei Chaotian in an official uniform.

Since escaping Shangjing and carrying the anti-flagration, Wei Chaotian never dreamed that he would still stand in this position. All of this came too quickly as if it had fallen from the sky.

Even if he was dreaming, he never thought that he would sit on that throne, and everything he imagined had come true.

His grandson ascended the Supreme Lord of the Nine Five and became the Emperor of Human Resources who commanded the world.

This should have been going smoothly, but I didn't expect so many twists and turns in the middle.

Thinking of this, Wei Chaotian couldn't help looking at the opposite side.

Zi Baifeng stood opposite him, the head of the ministers, below one person and above ten thousand people.

On such occasions, he did not wear official uniforms, but instead wore a simple robe embroidered with dark gold hidden dragon patterns. He had a white robe with dark dragons, a treasure ink on his waist, a small crown on his head, a jade face, a starry eyes, and a tall figure. Even if he stood among these countless big figures, he was so eye-catching that people could see him at a glance.

Even Ji Guang and Ji Zhuo above could not overwhelm his light.

Wei Chaotian had ten thousand regrets in his heart.

If he could, he really wanted to go and lick it when Zi Baifeng first stepped into the capital, so how could there be chaos and decline in the future?

In this world, this family business is his grandson's family business, and who is willing to ruin it?

His heart was mixed, but Wei Chaotian's face was full of smiles.

This big dead end was solved like this.

Who could have thought, who could have done it?

In the world, this is Zi Baifeng.

Looking at Zi Baifeng like this, the person who thinks in his heart is definitely not the only one who is Wei Chaotian.

This is the real person who is invincible in this world.

Under the crowd's onlookers, Ji Wan walked off the throne and turned into the curtain behind her.

Queen Wei took Ji Zhuo's hand and sat down on the throne, then walked into the curtain, leaving only the childish Ji Zhuo sitting there.

"Register, please sit down." A tender voice sounded, and everyone's eyes fell on the wide chair, which was slightly smaller than Ji Zhuo. Then they saw Zi Baifeng step by step, climbing the steps and walking towards the position that was truly above ten thousand people.

At this moment, whether it was Wei Chaotian or the civil and military officials in the court, they had only one thought in their minds.

The weather has changed.

The palace and the back garden are the most advanced gardens in the world. They are natural, elegant and beautiful, and create different scenery in a single step.

Zi Baifeng walked through the bluestone path next to the stream in the middle of the courtyard. A few crabapples were blooming brightly, attracting a few butterflies to fly next to it.

Zi Baifeng reached out and a butterfly fell gently on his fingertips. The tender tentacles rubbed against Zi Baifeng's fingers, as if they were quite attached.

Zi Baifeng smiled, and a faint spiritual energy of the Demon-raising Art overflowed, which made the small butterfly unable to enjoy it. Its body gradually stood upright, and in a moment, it turned into a small man with butterfly wings, just like a legendary elf.

The little thing flew around Zibaifeng in the air, and flew into the flowers with a string of silver bell-like laughter. Seven or eight butterflies chased behind it, as if they were guarding their own queen.

"The Regent is so elegant." Empress Wei walked around from the other side of the flowers, and Ji Zhuo, who was wearing mysterious clothes, followed her. The little boy looked serious and seemed to know that he had become the emperor and would never be like a boy again.

"Ji Zhuo, salute to the Regent." Queen Wei said.

"Regent." Ji Zhuo seemed to struggle in his eyes, but he still lowered his head obediently.

As a prince, he received the best education since he was a child, and he was instilled with an idea that His Majesty the Emperor is supreme, and everyone must obey His Majesty the Emperor's orders, and no one can be exceptional.

But today, all this was broken.

"Ji Zhuo, present the jade seal to the Regent." Queen Wei said.

When "Mother Queen" heard this, Ji Zhuo raised his head and looked at his mother Queen.

"Quick" Queen Wei's face was like water, and her eyes were full of sternness.

"But this is the jade seal of my Ji family, it's me..."

"Pa" Queen Wei slapped Ji Zhuo in the face, and said with a cold face, "You become the emperor today, I can't control you anymore, right?"

Ji Zhuo clenched his fists tightly, and what the personal guard said before coming to the back garden sounded in his mind.

"This is the God-Scattered Dispersion, colorless and tasteless. Even if the Golden Immortal smells it, he will lose all his strength. Your Majesty, just crush it, and with a command, the villain will immediately rush out, kill Zi Baifeng for Your Majesty, and restore the world to the bright world."

This personal bodyguard has been protecting him since he left Shangjing. He is a trustworthy person in his heart, and the inciting language has also made him feel ready to move.

The wax balls in the palm of your hand can kill Zibaifeng as long as they are crushed?

What a temptation?

Especially when he was slapped by his mother, it aroused Ji Zhuo's rebellious mentality.

Ji Zhuo clenched his fists quietly and planned to crush the wax balls in his palm.

But Queen Wei raised her voice: "Ji Zhuo"

Ji Zhuo raised his head and saw Queen Wei's eyes.

In that look, there was shock, disappointment, fear, and worry, but there was no trace of happiness.

No one in this world knows her youngest son better than Empress Wei.

He is stoic, but he loses his narrow-mindedness because he shouldn't have sat in this position.

But starting today, he must become an emperor, a real emperor.

It can bend and stretch, it can be big and small, it can be hidden and endure.

"Present the jade seal to the Regent," Queen Wei said word by word, "Otherwise you don't want to be this emperor again."

Zi Baifeng stood there quietly, looking at the endless struggle in Ji Zhuo's eyes.

He could understand Ji Zhuo's unwillingness, and he also knew Queen Wei's concerns.

"Regent." Ji Zhuo handed out the jade seal in his hand, his voice smaller than a mosquito.

Zi Baifeng reached out to pick him up, but Empress Wei shouted fiercely: "Ji Zhuo"

Ji Zhuo raised his head blankly, not knowing what he had done wrong again.

"Kneel down" Queen Wei said coldly.

Ji Zhuo was stunned.

Kneel down? Kneel in front of you the so-called Regent?

"I know you don't want to, but you have to kneel down today." Queen Wei Yu Qian walked to Ji Zhuo's side, bent her knees and knelt down.

Even Zi Baifeng was a little helpless at this time.

This woman's determination is really admirable, and at the same time, it also makes Zi Baifeng dare not underestimate her.

"There are no monarch and ministers today, nor do you have a host and a guest." Empress Wei looked up at Zi Baifeng and said, "There are three reasons for kneeling today."
To be continued...