Chapter nine hundred and seventy third death and enthronement
In the main hall of Beiyan Palace.
Beiyan was still dark, so most of the palaces looked extremely gloomy and depressing.
But today, the atmosphere in the entire Beiyan Palace was even more depressing, because Xiang Long could hardly hold on any longer.
Dozens of the core figures of the Northern Yan Xiang family gathered in the palace. Xiang Long was lying on the bed, his breath was extremely depressed. Several imperial doctors were busy, sweating profusely from exhaustion, but they did not dare to stop, for fear of being disturbed.
It's not good to be dragged away to be buried with him.
Taking a closer look at the people from the Beiyan royal family present, except for a younger brother who hated Xiang Long, the others did not have any sad expressions, and were even very indifferent.
The emperor and the royal family are two different concepts.
In Beiyan, only Xiang Long and his direct lineage can take over the throne. Even if the people in his lineage are trash, a trash will still take over the throne, because they are the direct lineage.
As for the other Northern Yan royal families, they may have once been direct descendants of the royal family, but since their ancestors were enfeoffed, they have only become members of the Xiang family royal family.
To them, the so-called dynasty is more like a noble family.
They worked hard and contributed to the Xiang family's dynasty, while the emperor, in order to maintain his status, needed to use the power of the entire dynasty to support them. The relationship between the two parties was such a simple one.
So seeing Xiang Long's death, they were neither sad nor happy. Anyway, as long as the next emperor who ascended the throne could bring them enough benefits as usual, that would be enough.
But they are not sad, but it does not mean that Xiang Chong is not sad.
Xiang Chong has never been a cold-blooded person, so when he saw Xiang Long competing for the throne with his elder brother, he was very sad and hated Xiang Long deeply. But seeing that Xiang Long was dying now, although he still hated Xiang Long,
But still sad.
After working for a long time, several imperial doctors looked at each other and had no choice but to say to Xiang Chong: "Your Majesty, I have already exerted all my strength. Your Majesty has run out of energy and energy has begun to dissipate. It is no longer curable by medicine or stone, even if you have nine turns."
The magic elixir is also useless."
"Can you allow your royal brother to speak again?" Xiang Chong said, holding back the grief in his heart.
One of the imperial doctors nodded and said: "That's okay, but forcibly stimulating His Majesty's spirit will make His Majesty's spirit dissipate faster."
Xiang Chong hesitated for a moment, but still nodded and said: "Go ahead and let the emperor leave a few final words."
The imperial doctor nodded, took out a silver needle and pricked several large acupoints on Xiang Long's body. Xiang Long, who seemed to be dead at first, coughed twice, turned his dull eyes to Xiang Chong, and curled up the corner of his mouth.
Weakly said: "You finally called me Emperor Brother again."
"Brother Emperor, what else do you want to say?" Xiang Chong asked, holding Xiang Long's hand.
Xiang Long shook his head weakly and said: "Everything has been arranged. There is nothing more to say. I have tried my best. After Chong'er ascends the throne, it will be up to him."
Having said this, Xiang Long suddenly held Xiang Chong's hand tightly, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and uttered the last words: "I am not willing to give in! But I don't regret it either!"
As the words fell, the vitality in Xiang Long's body completely dissipated. Xiang Chong finally couldn't help but shed tears.
"Brother Royal!"
The merits and demerits of Xiang Long's life have long been unclear.
As an elder brother, he killed his brother to seize the throne, and he showed no mercy in killing his own brother who was a compatriot from the same mother. He was extremely cold-blooded.
As a father, because of his busy state affairs, even Xiang Chong, who was favored by him the most, did not receive much guidance from him. This also led to conflicts between his sons and their brothers.
But as the emperor of Beiyan, he is qualified, even excellent.
Beiyan was originally just one of the many small countries in the world. Without him, Xiang Long, even if there was a useless emperor in the Eastern Qi Dynasty, with the size of the Eastern Qi, he would be able to sweep across Liuhe, directly destroy many small countries in the world, and unify the country.
But it was because of Beiyan and Xiang Long that he united with Beiyan martial arts, united with Western Chu, and united with any forces that could be united, and finally blocked the expansion of Eastern Qi, making the world a three-legged alliance today.
He is unwilling because today's emperors are all mediocre people. As long as he is given time, Dong Qi failed to sweep Liuhe, but he can! Dong Qi failed to dominate the world, but he can!
He has no regrets because even if he, Xiang Long, is despised by millions of people, even if he is hated by his own brother for a lifetime, he will still choose this way if he is asked to do it again.
The merits and demerits of right and wrong are left to future generations to comment on. Anyway, Xiang Long has no regrets in this life!
In the sixty-second year of Zhaowu in the Northern Yan Dynasty, Xiang Long died.
Before Xiang Long's death, Beiyan experienced a period of calm, but with his death, the entire Beiyan was already undercurrent.
Xiang Long did not summon any princes before his death. His edict had already been written. If nothing else happened, Xiang Chong would ascend the throne next. But how could things go so smoothly?
In the womb of the Crown Prince, Xiang Chong was not only sad, but even more ecstatic. This day has finally arrived!
Xiang Li was in the house. After hearing the news, he locked himself in a dark room without seeing anyone.
The last moment has finally arrived. It's done. He will reach the top. If he fails, he might as well commit suicide as soon as possible. Xiang Chong will even make his death ugly.
In the Zhenwu Hall, Chu Xiu's face was expressionless, because he had been planning for this day for a long time, and the victory or defeat depended on this one move!
After Xiang Long passed away, of course the funeral had to be held first.
After the funeral, there was Xiang Chong's enthronement ceremony.
In the palace, the Beiyan royal family, the military, and some distinguished generals have all arrived.
As the Grand Governor of the Zhenwu Hall, Chu Xiu naturally stood at the top.
In addition to these people belonging to Beiyan, Xi Yunzi and Shouzhenzi from Chunyang Dao Sect, and Xu Yan also came.
However, both of them were injured and were still not fully recovered. They came here purely to watch the ceremony, and they were still hostile to each other.
The dragon chair hung in the air, and on the high platform, an old man with white hair and beard, supported by others, slowly walked out with Xiang Long's edict.
He is the oldest member of the Xiang family's royal family. Although his strength is not that great, and even now he is approaching his longevity, he still has to preside over such occasions.
Xiang Chong was kneeling on the ground. As the thirteenth prince, he was kneeling in front of everyone. The other princes looked at Xiang Chong with complicated expressions.
Although the Thirteenth Prince was special and favored by Xiang Long the most, no one thought that he would be the one to ascend the throne in the end.
Of course, apart from jealousy, they have no other thoughts.
Among all Xiang Long's heirs, Xiang Li had the biggest advantage before. Even if Xiang Li couldn't achieve this position, it wouldn't be their turn anyway, so the princes present were just jealous, but not resentful.
Although Xiang Chong lowered his head at this time, there was only one thing in his eyes, and that was the golden dragon chair in the front, which was about to belong to him!
Although the dragon chair is not good-looking or gorgeous, some of the dragon patterns on the dragon chair have even been worn away due to long-term use.
But that position represents power, the power of the emperor who controls the entire Beiyan!
These were just dreams before, but now they appeared in front of him. How could Xiang Chong not be nervous? He was now trembling slightly with nervousness.
The ancestor of the Xiang royal family stood at the front and said in a deep voice with an old but powerful voice: "Xiang Chong, His Majesty has passed away. Before he left, he made you the crown prince. I hope you will not disappoint him.
Among the three kingdoms at that time, the time, place and people were favorable, and we, Beiyan, did not occupy it. However, under the leadership of Your Majesty, we defended this territory.
Now that His Majesty is gone, the next burden will fall on you, do you have confidence?"
Xiang Chong quickly bowed and said: "Of course I have confidence. My father's legacy is in front of me. I will definitely inherit my father's legacy and lead Bei Yan to sweep across Liuhe and unify the Central Plains!"
The ancestor of the Xiang royal family nodded, and was just about to read out Xiang Long's edict and allow Xiang Chong to officially ascend the throne.
But at this time, a voice sounded at an inappropriate time: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has confidence, but I have no confidence.
Sweeping across Liuhe? But I am afraid that within a few years of your coming to the throne, Your Highness, Beiyan will be destroyed by you!"
Everyone present suddenly raised their heads and looked in the direction of the sound.
Chu Xiu stood up like this without any scruples, and instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Shouzhenzi and Xuyan both raised their heads at the same time and looked at each other.
Is Chu Xiu crazy? He openly opposed Xiang Chong's ascension to the throne and interfered in the affairs of the Beiyan royal family. This was an enemy of the entire Beiyan dynasty!
Xiang Chong shouted angrily: "Chu Xiu! What do you want to do? This is the imperial court's enthronement ceremony, not a place for you to speak nonsense! Do you want to rebel?"
Chu Xiu said coldly: "Rebellion? Your Majesty, your Xiang family is the royal family of Beiyan and is the controller of Beiyan. But don't forget that we also live in Beiyan and are also part of Beiyan." !
I am not rebelling. When His Majesty was here, even if I had some disagreements with His Majesty, have you ever seen me say even half a word 'no'?
Your Majesty is a great leader, and we can all rest assured that Beiyan is in his hands.
But His Highness the Crown Prince is not a qualified emperor, and letting him control Beiyan will definitely be a disaster.
I have no intention of rebelling, nor am I likely to rebel. However, I would like to ask you to consider clearly whether such a person is really suitable to succeed to the throne?
Before His Majesty died, his eyes were too dim to see people's hearts clearly, so he chose such a person.
A qualified emperor can lead Northern Yan from a small northern barbarian country to the point where it is now resisting Eastern Qi.
But what about an unqualified emperor? That’s a disaster!
You must not forget what happened in the past when Lü was on behalf of the Jiang family in the Eastern Qi Dynasty.
The emperor’s surname can be Xiang, but it doesn’t have to be Xiang Chong!”