Chapter 377 The Emperor's Zen Seat
The crown prince looked helpless and tolerant, with the posture of "you are a patient and I don't have the same knowledge as you", Yu Xiaofang was even more calm and innocent: he didn't do anything, whether he administered acupuncture or prescribed medicine, he was too hospitalized. Judgment and the two imperial physicians Zhang and Lin were watching the whole process!
In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.
In the past half a month, the crown prince joined forces with Zhao Xiang, Li Guogong, Zhou Hansheng and other confidantes to completely control the government in his own hands, and the new court has also gone through a preliminary run-in.
Fresh look up and down.
Although the prince is still the prince, it is obviously the atmosphere of the new dynasty.
After all, the Yan family has ransacked the house and beheaded everyone who deserved to be killed and exiled. None of the Second Prince's accomplices can escape. In fact, today, it has completely changed.
In the past two weeks, the emperor's condition has become worse and worse, and the degree of stroke has not decreased a little bit.
He can only lie down every day now, the corners of his mouth are a little crooked, and his speech is vague, and no one can understand what he said.
The ministers actually visit him every day and kowtow to him to say hello. It seems that he also wants to say something to the ministers. His expression seems to be very anxious, but he can't say anything. , that is also useless.
Besides, when the ministers went to visit Qing An, they could not stay in the palace for too long, and basically left within five minutes. Just to see how the emperor is doing.
The judges of Taiyuan Hospital still see the doctor and prescribe medicine every day, but unfortunately, the effect is not good.
With the emperor's appearance, it seems that there is no way to get better. It's not surprising that he had a stroke. It's all the fault of the second prince.
A country cannot be without a king for a day. The emperor is so unable to govern, and the crown prince has been doing it for him.
It would be better for the emperor to take the Zen seat and take good care of his life. This is good for everyone.
A censor tentatively proposed such a proposal, which quickly won the unanimous approval of all courtiers.
"The emperor's dragon body is not in good condition. This stroke is not a trivial matter. It should be rested without any worries. It is better to be in the Zen position."
"Yes, so that the emperor can rest well, and the crown prince's succession to the throne is justified, and it is also a good thing for Daqin!"
"It should be so, the best of both worlds."
All the courtiers then went up to play, begging the emperor to take the throne and the prince to ascend the throne as soon as possible.
The crown prince made a good gesture, yielded again and again, and finally reluctantly agreed under the insistence of all the courtiers, and sent all these memorials to the Qianqing Palace for the little **** to read to the emperor.
Before the emperor finished listening, he yelled and fainted from anger.
The crown prince gave a look, Yu Xiaofang bowed and nodded, calmly stepped forward to apply the needle, the emperor quickly woke up, and glared at the prince viciously: "Ni Zi Ni, son"
Without waiting for the crown prince to wink, Yu Xiaofang and the eunuchs who were serving them all retreated tactfully, and only the father and son were left to talk.
"Father, my son has never been inappropriate or rude to my father. It used to be, and it is the same now. It is the ordinary people Wenli Mo who conspired against me. It has nothing to do with my son, and my father has learned from it."
"You, shut up! Shut up!"
The emperor gasped and cursed, his voice trembling, and his majesty was reduced by most.
He has been lying in bed for so long, enough for him to think about many things.
Although the second child has a bad temper and is domineering, but he has come to this point, why is there no prince to help him?
It can even be said that this is caused by the prince's faction.
Little by little, the image of the second child in my mind was destroyed, the gap between him and myself became bigger and bigger, and the gap, dissatisfaction and resentment in the second child's heart grew, including Concubine Yan Gui.
However, that **** of the Yan family really killed his mother back then! Why did she do this, why did she do this!
It is impossible for him to push all this on the prince now.
Because, indeed, they asked for it, it was their own fault first!
However, if it is not the prince, if it is not the prince, it will not be able to reach this step.
"You, don't even think about it! I, I won't, I won't, I promise you"
The throne belongs to him, as long as he is alive, it is his. The prince wants it, just wait! Or, he could kill the king if he could.
Even though he had vaguely guessed that such a day would come, when this day came, the emperor was still more angry and panicked than he had imagined.
The crown prince glanced at him with some pity, and sighed softly: "Father, why bother?"
The emperor snorted and glared at him fiercely.
The prince said again: "Father, your objection is actually meaningless, don't you think so? You should take good care of yourself. Don't worry, my son will give you the best company and care." , Concubine Yan Gui is still under house arrest, if you want, let her accompany you, if you don't want, then forget it."
"I wish you a long life, I want you to take a good look at it. In the hands of my son, the Great Qin Dynasty will definitely not be worse than in your hands. After a hundred years in the future, both you and my son will be able to live in peace Go to see the ancestors. Father, do you think this is good?"
The emperor panted heavily, not good, not good at all! He is not dead yet, this country belongs to him!
The crown prince didn't look at him again, "Father, please rest. The edict of abdication will be brought over by several ministers, nobles, and clans tomorrow, and the father can just press his fingerprints."
"Nizi! Nizi!"
The emperor yelled, almost fainted again.
The next day, led by Zhao Xiang and Li Guogong, a total of 12 courtiers from honorable clans, dressed in neat court uniforms and holding the written edict of the emperor's abdication, came to Qianqing Palace to go through the last procedure.
The emperor wanted to curse, but he couldn't speak at all. I can't move either.
He widened his eyes, and anyone who took a closer look could clearly see his anger and displeasure.
But, who dares to look directly at him?
Even if you dare, how many times do you dare to look at it?
Even if you read it, what would you say?
Things have come to this point, everyone knows how to choose. What's more, now that the court is full, no one has any dissatisfaction with the crown prince.
Many people even think that it is better for the crown prince to succeed to the throne than for the emperor to remain on the throne.
After reading the imperial edict, the emperor was helped to grab his hand, press his fingerprints, and seal the jade seal. All the officials knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "Long live the Supreme Emperor!"
So far, the dynasty that belongs to him has completely become a thing of the past!
Today's Daqin completely belongs to the crown prince—no, it belongs to the new emperor.
The Supreme Emperor's eyes darkened, and he fainted again.
But no one found out.
After bowing their heads and paying homage, all the officials withdrew in file.
Zhao Xiang turned his head slightly, glanced in the direction of the dragon couch from a distance, and sighed inwardly.
New book please collect
(end of this chapter)