The Meridian Gate Square was silent.
Not to mention that I have never heard of the will, even if I have heard it in Taimiao, I am once again shocked by this fact.
Prince Li held the will and saw everything below. After pausing for a while, he said, “Xie Rong used poison to kill his father and usurped the throne, damaging the court’s principles, and harmed the loyal and kindness, causing the world to be turbulent and the people to live in poverty. His crimes were heinous, and Gods and men were angry, and the world was not tolerated.” (Note)
“From now on, Xie Rong will be a commoner and deprived of his honor.”
“The last emperor will order the grandson Xie Yingchen to be the new king of the Great Qi, and ascend to the great treasure!”
Prince Li took the lead in lifting his robe and knelt down, shouting, “Please ask the grandson to ascend the throne.”
This sound was like a thunder, igniting the Meridian Gate Square, and civil and military officials knelt down together: “Please ask the grandson to ascend the throne!”
The sound was like a tide, one wave higher than another.
“Please ascend the throne!”
The people knelt down one after another, looking up at the slender and tall figure on the city tower.
“Please ascend the throne!”
Countless voices gathered into a torrent, as if echoing between heaven and earth.
Xie Yingchen stood on the city tower, overlooking the dark crowd.
Since he remembered, he knew that one day he would become the king of a country like his grandfather.
My father said that it is difficult to be a wise king.
When Xie Yingchen was young and frivolous, he thought that everything was in control, so what was the difficulty?
Now standing here, listening to the tsunami of mountains and rivers, Xie Yingchen understood the profound meaning of his father’s words.
What you need to bear to become a wise ruler is the expectations of the people of the world, and this vast land!
Once you sit in the Golden Palace, you will become a “lonely man” and take on all this alone.
Great-grandfather is, grandfather is, and father is… monarchs from all dynasties have been.
Only him, it’s different!
He is not standing here alone, he has Yaoyao. Xie Yingchen looked back at her, his eyebrows and eyes softly as if there was light coming out.
Gu Zhizhuo:
She smiled at him and covered the back of his slightly trembling hands with her own hands.
The young master is omnipotent!
The young master is the best young master.
“Young Master.” Gu Zhizhuo said softly, “I’m here.”
Her voice was very soft, almost submerged in the layers of shouts like waves, only Xie Yingchen could hear it clearly.
She is here!
No matter where he goes, wherever he stands, she will be with him.
He is not alone.
When facing the people again, the uncertainty in Xie Yingchen’s heart completely disappeared. He slowly raised his hand, and the noisy Meridian Square suddenly became quiet, and everyone’s eyes followed him closely.
“Flat.”
“Please choose an auspicious day when the National Master and the Ministry of Rites are alone in the will of the late emperor…”
He held her hand a little tightened a little, and said the last two words: “Ascend the throne!”
“Long live!”
The people stood up and burst into deafening cheers.
The new monarch’s ascension to the throne often accompanied the national mourning and the whole country mourned. This time it was different. There was no crying, no mourning, no need to stop dancing and music, and laughing whenever you want, and it was full of joy, just like the New Year.
Xie Yingchen held Gu Zhizhuo’s hand and came down from the Meridian Gate, and the noise continued.
“The deposed emperor did not repent, and he colluded with barbarians to rebel!”
“When the national master was still doing rituals, the will suddenly fall from the sky and fell on the altar. I saw it with my own eyes.”
“The late emperor has appeared!”
“…”
Gu Zhizhuo was interesting to hear, jumping and following Xie Yingchen’s steps, talking nonsense, and soon arrived at Wenyuan Pavilion.
From the prime minister to the ministers, no one had any objections to Gu Zhizhuo’s appearance, as if she was born to stand here.
This time I waited until the sun set.
The official document of Xie Rong ascended the throne was stamped with the national seal after the draft was drafted, and 300 miles were rushed to various places in Daqi.
Gu Zhizhuo came out with Gu Yican. She stretched out her body that was a little tired when sitting, and lazily leaned against Gu Yican, allowing him to half drag him away.
Before walking onto the carriage, Gu Zhizhuo remembered something: “Cancan, Xie Jing is now in the Dali Temple Prison.”
“Yes.”
“Is Princess Jiaye here too?”
“We won’t go back now, go to Dali Temple.”
Gu Yican has always listened to his sister and turned the carriage to Dali Temple.
Gu Zhizhuo had Xie Yingchen’s token, and as soon as they arrived, they were immediately welcomed.
The imperial prison in Dali Temple has three floors. In the last life, Gu Zhizhuo stayed here for two months until he was exiled.
“Prince, Miss Gu, please come here.”
The jailer was carrying the oil lamp and was diligent in leading the way.
The underground floor is used to detain officials above the third rank and noble relatives.
Gu Zhizhuo: “It’s quite spacious.”
The jailer responded with a few fun voices.
Shi Gu’s family was locked on the second floor of the underground, dark and cold, and mice were jumping around in the prison cell…
It was not too bad to revisit the old place. After all, it was me who was outside now, and it was me who watched them struggle and collapse!
“Grand girl, the emperor… the deposed emperor is locked in the front room.”
Gu Zhizhuo was not interested in Xie Rong: “Where is the princess of Liang Kingdom”