Shu Jin rushed to Qingyan in Jiuzhou, only to see many strange figures. But looking at the court uniforms, oh, there were several princes! Apart from the emperor's son, the only prince she knew was Prince Yi, and the one next to him was Prince Yi.
There is a slightly younger one, probably Prince Zhuang, and there is a thin prince with a haggard appearance - needless to say, it is Prince Guo.
There are also a series of ministers, and their body parts are either unicorns or cranes! They are all first-class civil and military officials!
This battle, this posture!
Shu Jin instinctively wanted to avoid it.
Then this group of people knelt down one after another——
Shu Jin quickly looked behind him, there was no one else there!
These people are kneeling to her!!
Shu Jin was stunned.
The next second, Hong Zhou was seen walking out of the inner hall wearing royal robes.
Shu Jin took two steps forward and was about to ask what was going on, but saw Hong Zhou kneeling down towards her.
Shu Jin was even more confused, "Hong Zhou?"
After Hong Zhou kowtowed deeply, he raised his head and said: "Empress of the Emperor, Khan's Ama has passed away!"
Shu Jin:???
This is a bit anxious to die!
I came here all the time because I wanted to hear Yongzheng’s last words! But the old man died so neatly?
Bad review!
However, a big stone fell from Shu Jin's heart.
She stroked her heart and suddenly froze, "What did you call me?!"
"Your Majesty, please give me my condolences." Hong Zhou stood up slowly and supported her with both hands.
At this time, he asked Prince Yi to take out a roll of yellow silk from his sleeve. He stood up and walked a few steps to Shu Jin. He knelt down again and said, "This is the late emperor's imperial edict to confer you the title of empress. Please read it."
Shu Jin continues to be confused...
What kind of upgrade rhythm is this? Just now, I became the queen, and then I became the queen mother!!
"Real or fake?" Shu Jin suspected that his son was faking it.
Hong Zhou sighed and said with a pure face: "It's true." - I was obviously ready to make a fake one, but to my surprise, Ama came up with a real one!
"I don't believe it" was written all over Shu Jin's face.
Hong Zhou looked helpless and had no choice but to take the edict from his thirteenth uncle on behalf of his mother and put it into his mother's hand.
Shu Jin then opened the imperial edict in confusion, and then...she felt dizzy after just one glance, so she quickly skipped those meaningless words of praise, and her eyes fell on the end - concubine Geng as the queen.
.
Well, it is indeed the post-sealing edict.
But this is obviously false!
The Dog Emperor was so ill, how could he write such a long edict?
Hong Zhou had no choice but to say again: "It's really true. Just last night, Huang Kao personally ordered his thirteenth uncle to draft an edict."
Shu Jin's eyes widened, ah? It's actually the real thing?!
What's wrong with the Dog Emperor? Why can't he think so hard that he wants to make her the queen?
Oh, by the way, she was directly promoted to the queen mother without even being a queen for a day!
Shu Jin held this personal edict in his hand and suddenly remembered the most important thing, "This edict is for me, what about yours?!"
The edict of succession is the most important thing?!
Hong Zhou waved his hand, and the eunuch Dou Huaizhong quickly held up a large black lacquer plate. On the plate were two copies of the imperial edict.
Shu Jin: Why Mao has two copies?!
Does this thing need to be backed up?
With a confused mood, Shu Jin picked up an edict, opened it and took a look, oh, he was even more confused!
The words above are crooked and curved, just like tadpole writing!
Hong Zhou quickly handed her another copy and whispered: "This one is in Chinese."
Oh~
Shu Jin suddenly realized that the co-authored edict of succession was bilingual!
She hurriedly looked at this extremely important edict carefully, and saw that the last one clearly said: The biography is located in the fifth son of the emperor, and Prince Hong Zhou. Shu Jin's heart fell back into his stomach.
Shu Jin put down the two edicts and hurriedly wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief. Tears burst out of his eyes the next second and said, "Take me to see your Khan."
I want to see what the old man's death looks like.
The appearance of people after death is not very good-looking, and the emperor is naturally not immune to this.
Pale face, stiff body, tsk tsk, so ugly.
But Shu Jin quickly calmed down his joking mood, knelt down in front of the emperor's body, and burst into tears, "I have rushed here as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, I was still a step too late. If I had known...last night, I
The palace should guard the emperor!"
A certain prince on the side reminded: "The Queen Mother, this is the late emperor now." He said and looked at Hong Zhou, "This is the current emperor."
Shu Jin glanced at his cheap son.
Hong Zhou also looked mournful, "Empress Huang, this is Prince Zhuang."
Sure enough, it was the old sixteen who had taken over someone else's hereditary title.
Prince Zhuang Yunlu bowed again and said, "Empress Dowager, it's time for you to call yourself 'Aijia'."
Sorry about your grandma!
Shu Jin wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and hissed... The veil Lan Ruo prepared was really strong!
Tears blurred Shu Jin's vision, and his eyes were in a trance, but suddenly it seemed like someone was standing in front of the emperor's bed!
Shu Jin was stunned and hurriedly wiped his tears with his sleeves. When he opened his eyes again, the emperor's bedside was empty.
"Empress Huang, what are you looking at?" Hong Zhou couldn't help but ask.
Shu Jin murmured: "I seemed to be dazzled, it seemed like someone was standing over there just now."
But how is this possible? At this moment, everyone is kneeling in front of the old emperor's body, and no one dares to stand.
At this moment, His Majesty Yongzheng, who was floating on the bedside, silently floated in front of Mr. Geng.
Hong Zhou complained a little, and whispered: "Empress Huang's mother!" - Can you not scare your son and me?!
Shu Jin glared at him, "You said it was dazzled, why don't you allow me to get dazzled?"
Hong Zhou looked helpless, "Okay, okay, you are the empress dowager, you are the greatest! You can do whatever you want."
At this moment, the ghost of His Majesty Yongzheng was floating around in front of Shu Jin, seemingly trying to attract someone's attention.
However, Geng's eyes should really be dazzled.
His Majesty the Dead Ghost stopped wandering lonely, but at this moment, he felt a strange gaze. He turned his head and met the eyes of his thirteenth brother.
One life and one death, one king and one minister, one brother and one brother.
Separated by Yin and Yang, our eyes face each other.
The damned Majesty Yongzheng couldn't help but feel shocked.
However, at this time, a voice interrupted the excitement of the moment, "Prince Yi, what are you looking at?"
Shu Jin looked at Prince Yi suspiciously, your brother-in-law, looking straight at me??
Prince Yi quickly lowered his head, "I would like to ask the Queen Mother for instructions on the funeral ceremony of the late emperor——"
Shu Jin then said in a plaintive manner again: "As a woman, I really don't understand these things. I'd rather bother Prince Laoyi to assist the new emperor in organizing the funeral ceremony of the late emperor."
"Yes, I understand." Prince Yi lowered his head and kowtowed.
The dead ghost Yongzheng silently floated in front of his thirteenth brother and called softly: "Thirteenth brother? Can you see... me?"
At this moment, Yongzheng did not even say "I".
The weight represented by the word "I" made Prince Yi tremble slightly. He sighed and nodded almost imperceptibly.
The eyes of the dead ghost Yong Zheng burst into surprise.
When night fell, all the princes and ministers had just left the Kyushu Qingyan Palace. No one saw that Prince Yi was followed by a dead ghost, the late Emperor.