After a while, the boots in front of Ma Shunde moved. The emperor got up and went out.
"Your Majesty..." Ma Shunde hurriedly stood up to follow and subconsciously called out.
The emperor looked back at him, with a dull expression on his face, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry, but this made Ma Shunde stunned on the spot.
"I don't need you to serve me here anymore, please step back."
"Yes." After Ma Shunde retreated, the emperor glanced at the corner and walked outside.
Qinhua Hall
This remote palace is still secretly protected and outsiders are not allowed to approach it.
Accompanied by Meng Lin, the emperor came here again in the dark.
In the main hall, Jiulongyi is emitting light.
The emperor came closer, and when he took a closer look, he saw a faint expression on his face, with a trace of dissatisfaction now appearing on his face.
The beads on the Nine-Dragon Yi are indeed brighter than before, but the gap is not small compared to what the emperor wants to see.
The emperor frowned slightly and asked Meng Lin: "I have issued a decree to confer the king as the grandson, and hundreds of officials have come to congratulate me. Why is the bead still so half-lit?"
Meng Lin thought for a while: "Your Majesty, it may be that although you made the king your grandson and hundreds of officials went to congratulate you, the officials' visit should only be for ceremonial flattery rather than sincere service..."
Therefore, even if all the officials call Dai Wang the grandson, they are afraid that the grandson's value will not be high.
The emperor was initially displeased, but after hearing Meng Lin's explanation, he was stunned for a moment and then laughed, his voice a little hoarse.
"In that case, let's hold the ceremony tomorrow!"
Meng Lin responded in a low voice.
The emperor, who seemed a little happy, quickly left Qinhua Hall and returned to his palace.
Even after leaving, the quilt on the couch was still warm. The emperor lay down on it, closed his eyes and pondered, and no longer smiled at all.
I thought that if the Nine Dragon Ceremony achieved the desired effect, there would be no need to hold the ceremony tomorrow.
It is always easier to depose a great-grandson who has a will but does not carry out the rituals than to depose a great-grandson who carries out the rituals.
But the facts tell me that the king who has not performed the ceremony is not considered a dragon.
"Honor is so precious, I can't do it myself."
Many people do not understand the difference, but it is actually the same as the will.
An edict that has not been endorsed by the cabinet is just a formal edict. It is just an informal edict by the emperor to express his own wishes. Some stubborn officials will not recognize it, although the official will definitely pay a heavy price.
"Suizhou Chronicles·Biography of Shang Li" Shang Li said: "The person who kills will die, as is the law of the court, that is, the jester Gu Ketuo?"
Although he was pardoned by the decree, he could still stand still and behead him.
An imperial edict is an edict formally issued by the imperial court. It is jointly approved by the emperor and the imperial court. Each copy must be filed with the imperial court and signed by more than one cabinet minister.
Strictly speaking, the position of grandson is awarded privately without going through court procedures and is not a true grandson.
The emperor was in a complicated mood.
Not only was he worried about when he would be able to achieve his goal, but he was also happy in the hearts of the officials. Even the grandson was far behind him.
"Although there are hints, they are just flattery, not submission, so the situation of acting as king has not changed much."
"I wonder when the acting king will become a dragon after the ceremony?"
"I can't wait too long."
Lying on the dragon couch, the emperor thought as he fell into a deep sleep. In a daze, he seemed to be standing in a dark place. Looking up, the specifications of the surrounding buildings and gardens were still very familiar.
"Which royal palace is it?"
There are specifications for the construction of the mansion. You can't just do whatever you want. The size, height, area, gate, and number of rooms are all stipulated. The emperor who is familiar with them can see it at a glance. It's just that this mansion reveals the depth and vagueness of it.
Rich black energy and blood color.
Where is this? Where are the guards? Where are the eunuchs?
Why am I standing here alone? Where is this? Is this the prince's residence? Which of his sons' residence is it, the King of Qi or the King of Shu?
No, that's not right!
The emperor's eyes fell on the ground. On this gravel road, spots of blood appeared unexpectedly!
And the surroundings also changed, from silence to sound all of a sudden!
"It's a soldier."
The emperor looked over and saw that with a bang, the door was opened and a group of armored soldiers poured in. The leader of them was wearing the uniform of a commander and even looked familiar.
The emperor couldn't help but tremble and turned his eyes. Sure enough, in the front hall, there was a young man wearing a crown uniform. Seeing the soldiers pouring in, he raised his glass and sighed: "The melons are planted under the yellow platform, and the melons are ripe and the seeds are leaving."
Picking once makes the melon good, picking again makes the melon thin..."
"Since my father wants me to die, how can I not die?"
As he spoke, the young man drank it all in one gulp, and soon blood spilled from his mouth and nose. The severe pain made him tremble, but he did not moan even until his death.
Several women kneeling at the foot of the steps also raised their necks and drank.
The armor soldiers didn't care about this, they just chopped down everyone they saw, whether they were maids or guards, eunuchs or masters, everyone they saw fell to the ground and their blood flowed like rivers!
A young child, being protected by a eunuch and several guards, was beaten and fled. He retreated to a corner and was surrounded by armored soldiers, with nowhere to retreat.
Several guards were quickly killed, leaving the old eunuch with red eyes. He held the child tightly in his arms and shouted: "He is the grandson, the grandson!"
"The great grandson, the one who is to be killed is the great grandson!" The commander smiled ferociously and raised the knife himself.
"ah!"
Continuous screams sounded, and the emperor froze and wanted to retreat, but at this moment, the dead man who fell to the ground suddenly became quiet.
What appeared in front of the emperor was no longer the scene when the people in the Prince's Palace were killed, but the scene after they were killed.
A large number of dead bodies fell to the ground, and when the emperor tried to take a step back, the eyes of all the dead people suddenly turned to him!
Those cloudy and lusterless eyes stared unblinkingly, even if it was a severed head, they would turn this side of their eyes to look at it.
This scene is really weird and terrifying!
The emperor had seen many things before, and had seen the death of many people, and had even witnessed more brutal tortures, but none of these could compare to the horror and fear that the scene at this moment made him feel!
But the emperor will always be the emperor.
Panting fiercely, he pointed and shouted angrily: "It was me, it was me who killed you. Don't say you deserved it. Even if you killed me by mistake, so what?"
"If you want your ministers to die, they must die. I am the emperor, the emperor!"
"I can kill you once, but I can kill you a second time!"
"Your Majesty? Your Majesty?" A soft call came from a very far away place, causing the person who had fallen into the darkness to wake up suddenly.
"What time is it?" The moment he opened his eyes, the emperor knew that he had just had a nightmare. He did not reveal his emotions, but glanced at the person in front of him and asked.
The eunuch serving in front of him hurriedly replied: "Your Majesty, it is now the quarter past nine o'clock."
It was a quarter of a hour after midnight, and it was getting late. The ceremony for the canonization of the grandson started at Chen hour. It was almost late now. The emperor directly ordered: "Change clothes."
Immediately, someone came forward to help the emperor change his clothes. While the emperor was being served, he was thinking about the dream he had just had.
He knew in his heart that this dream was unlucky.
"Could it be that the reminder was Taisun's backlash?"
For a moment, the emperor realized that the sealing ceremony had not been held yet, and he still had a chance to stop it. If he passed the decree now and did not hold the ceremony today, it could still be reversed.
Should we continue or stop?
The emperor's thoughts were changing, but after hesitating for a moment, he made up his mind. After washing and getting everything ready, he said decisively: "Let's drive."
"Your Majesty, your Majesty has set off!" a long voice echoed, and the entire ceremony officially started.