142. The throne inherited, two decrees

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When a person is about to die, his words are good.

The last words of Emperor Yu did not look like an emperor who had been on the throne for nearly sixty years. He envied the love of ordinary people, missed his first wife who had passed away for more than ten years, and was heartbroken by his plans. When he was by his side, he hated him. In the end, he was holding a little baby who had no blood relationship. His funeral after his death was also handed over to Hei Wuqing and Bai Wanchang.

"Sister Wan, your enemy is dead." He carefully put Yuhuang's right hand back into the brocade quilt, and his pulse disappeared completely. This was the first time in two lives that he had watched his life with his own eyes and disappeared in front of him.

There is still a trace of warmth left in the body, and happiness or misfortune, sadness or not, wealth before you, and a pile of dust after death.

"The real enemies are still alive." Chu Wan looked at the body of Emperor Yu, and looked untouched. After saying that, Chu Wan turned around and walked towards the back of the palace.

She was a dying old man, not her own hands. She just saw the final scene of dying. Is it considered revenge? Of course not.

"Sister Wan?"

"I'll talk about it later. It's not advisable to stay here for a long time."

Sun Feng wanted to ask something, but was blocked by Bai Wanchang. Mo Lan hugged her and left the edge of the Yuhuang's dragon couch, and also walked into the shadow of the palace behind.

Seeing Hei Wuqing lifting out a few people from somewhere, he waved his sleeves and quickly stayed with them.

Sun Feng, who was forcibly hugged, watched the people on the ground wake up one by one, and a figure came to the side of the Emperor Yu to explore, panic with the others and was talking about something.

"Dear imperial doctors! What's wrong with the emperor?" On the other end of the bedroom, Eunuch Fu rushed over and hurriedly asked about the situation.

It turned out that those who were fainted by Hei Wuqing were the imperial doctors, but Eunuch Fu was also fainted and was still there all the time.

"I am incompetent, the emperor just... returned to the west!" The imperial doctor led by the leader knelt on the ground, and the few behind him also knelt down, trembling, as if they were terrified and sad.

"Emperor!" Eunuch Fu cried and burst into tears. He threw himself in front of Emperor Yu's couch, "Emperor, wait for the old slave. I will be the emperor's slave for the rest of my life!"

"Eunuch Fu!" The imperial doctor in the lead saw that Eunuch Fu had the urge to hit the pillar, so he quickly got up and rolled and crawled to hold Eunuch Fu. "Eunuch Fu, what are you doing!"

"What are you doing?" Eunuch Fu seemed to have just woken up from the nightmare and groped to stand up, "Yes, it's the old slave who is confused and hasn't finished what the emperor has told him..."

Several imperial doctors retreated aside first, and saw Eunuch Fu take out a bright yellow scroll from the dark pavilion on the Dragon Couch rack of Emperor Yu. Everyone pretended to be down and respectful, and knew clearly in their hearts what it was.

Seeing Eunuch Fu over the head with the will and walking respectfully and quickly, the imperial doctors followed behind and also left the bedroom. Sun Feng suddenly felt that the force of holding him was relaxed. A white shadow floated past his eyes, and went around the edge of the Yuhuang's dragon couch and came back.

There was also a bright yellow imperial edict in Mo Lan's hand.

Two wills?

Outside the hall, Eunuch Fu announced the death of the emperor loudly, and then he should have read the will in front of the princes and ministers, so whoever enters the bedroom next will be the next emperor.

"Little Junior Sister, who did you say that the throne was passed to?" Mo Lan deliberately took the scroll in his hand and wandered in front of Sun Feng.

"Hey!" The feeling of hiding in the dark and peeping made people feel panicked, but this Mo Lan was talking to her. I won't know whoever came in!

The crying sound came from outside the hall. I had watched so many TV series, all of which were similar scenes. The prince and grandson cried on the ground, heartbroken and extremely sad. When Sun Feng was in a cold-eyed position, he couldn't help but think, it was like the thunder was loud and the rain was small, and howls the innocent tears would be.

People on the throne are unhappy, and those who are waiting to be the throne are unhappy, so the tragedy will probably be overshadowed by other emotions.

With a creaking sound, the hall door opened again. As expected, the prince wearing a bright yellow brocade robe stepped in. At some distance, he was the fourth prince, the sixth prince and a group of ministers.

After kneeling outside the hall for several hours, everyone's steps were a little staggering, but no matter how painful it was on their knees, they could not stop their pace from continuing to move forward.

"Fourth brother and sixth brother, go with the ministers to prepare for the funeral of the country. What should be followed during the mourning period and what should be prepared, do not neglect anything."

This is the second time that Sun Feng has seen the prince Yu Yujue. He is the only descendant of the Emperor Yu and the Empress. He has been the name of the prince since his origin. He is nearly 60 years old and finally waited for the day to take the throne. Sun Feng couldn't say it in his heart. What Yu Yujue forced himself to endure was the grief of losing his father or the excitement of the throne being about to be in hand.

"Yes, the emperor's brother." The fourth prince Yu Yu'ang bowed respectfully, and the sixth prince replied, with two words clearly speaking one first and one after another.

"The country cannot be without a king for a day. Please take care of your health and hold the throne ceremony as soon as possible."

"Please ascend the throne as soon as possible!"

Yu Yu'ang spoke a lot, and all the ministers agreed.

"You all go down first, I... want to accompany my father for more." Yu Yujue choked a little, the fourth prince behind him stood up first, and the sixth prince then, naturally, the other ministers could not stay for too long, and they all retreated.

The original crowd of mourning was left with Yu Yujue and Eunuch Fu.

"The body of his father was still there, and he was clamoring to ascend the throne. This kind of heart is really a big worry." Mo Lan muttered to himself, and then what he got was a violent chestnut from Chu Wanshang, who was hiding in the Yuhuang's bedroom and could not scream.

Sun Feng rolled his eyes to Mo Lan, then looked at Hei Wuqing and Bai Wanchang with normal expressions. Finally, he looked at Chu Wan with a colder look. She just wanted to ask, the inheritance of the throne is in place, should anyone of you send your spouse back to Qi's mansion? Maybe you can sniff before dawn.

The only one who responded to Sun Feng was Mo Lan, and the corners of her mouth were raised, and she still swayed the scroll in her hand twice.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince." In the restoration of the purity of the bedroom, Eunuch Fu's voice could be heard clearly and calmly, and it was not the one who had almost hit the pillar to take the initiative to sacrifice his life to the slave.

"Eunuch Fu, should you explain to me?" Yu Yujue stood up from the ground, and Eunuch Fu also stepped forward to support him. Yu Yujue took a look and stepped back.

"Your Highness, I don't know what the prince is referring to." Eunuch Fu stood with his head down, his face as usual, and his tone was also stable.

"This, Eunuch Fu doesn't know?" The bright yellow scroll was not rolled up properly, but appeared in Yu Yujue's hand as if he was pinching it casually. "The one written on it is, and the difference between what my father-in-law just read it is 108,000 miles away."

Hum? When he heard this, Sun Feng seemed to be struck by lightning. Thinking of the part Mo Lan brought back, could it be... No wonder these people were hiding in the corner building and not planning to leave. It turned out that there was still a show to watch.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is of great virtue and the will of the people should inherit the throne." Eunuch Fu has been following the Emperor Yu for decades, so of course he has the ability to speak righteous words with sincerity and sincerity.

"What the people want? In the heart of the father, is this prince really valuable? " Yu Yujue tightened his strength with the will, turned his head and looked at the father on the dragon couch.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is the only flesh and blood of the Empress, so the Emperor naturally favors him and gives him a heavy responsibility." Eunuch Fu still maintained a complimentary attitude.

"Pamper? I'll be so pampered that after I die, I'll pass the throne to my sixth brother instead of the prince!" I threw it out in anger, and the will fell from Yu Yujue's hand to the ground in front of the dragon couch, twisting strangely.

"Why did Your Highness the Crown Prince say this? The old slave has just read the will. The throne was passed on to His Highness. Is Your Highness too sad? What he said makes me confused."

"Hmph!" Yu Yujue wished he could tear open the face of Eunuch Fu. How could he be so thick? When he took the will from Eunuch Fu, he could see clearly that it was clearly written that the throne was passed to the sixth prince Yu Yujun!

This old man pretended to be confused with him. Is he a castrator illiterate or he could not be the prince illiterate?

Unconsciously, Sun Feng pinched Mo Lan's cuffs. She really shouldn't have appeared here tonight!

I knew the secret of the Crown Princess stealing dragons and phoenixes. I also heard the will of the emperor, but I did not pass the throne to the crown prince. Should I pack up my bags and find a deep mountain forest to hide!

But why? Didn’t Emperor Yu only love the first queen? He has made his only legitimate son the crown prince since he was a child. It makes no sense to pass the throne to others!

Forget it, now isn’t you going to worry about why Emperor Yu Yujun wants to inherit the throne, leaving safely is the key!

"I dare to persuade the prince." Eunuch Fu was calm from beginning to end. He picked up the abandoned will, walked closer to Yu Yujue, bowed and said, "The will has been read out, the general situation has been decided. His Highness is sad and should prepare for the ceremony of ascending the throne as soon as possible. Only when the world is settled can the Dayu Dynasty last forever."

"The world is determined?" After taking the will again, Yu Yujue's eyes wandered around the dragon bed with a bright yellow gauze tent.

Even though the father was unwilling to hand over the country to him as the prince for various reasons, he chose his fourth brother than his sixth brother in terms of talent, virtue and character.

Eunuch Fu passed the will in public, and he had already pushed the prince, the crown prince, to a position that was unavailable. Could it be that he really wanted him to tell everyone again that the will was Yu Yuyun's name written on it!

The will of the ascension of the throne must be preserved for good life, but how should he be the emperor with the will of someone else's name written on it?

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