On April 15, the third year of Jingyan, Emperor Zhao died. The right prime minister, Xiufu and the deputy governor Liu Fu, requested the order to make the empress dowager Zhao Bing the emperor, and the empress dowager gave permission.?????                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

"Your Majesty, why don't you wait for me to abandon the people and leave!"

"Your Majesty, have you parted a few days ago? Have you made an appointment with me to have a play together? Why did you leave me in a flash!"

"Your Majesty, I left Lin'an that day, and the fourth brother was hunting north, and only you and my brothers were left to rely on each other. Now you are away again, how can I live alone, and wait for my brothers to go to heaven together..."

"Brother, brother, now the Tartars are trapped in Jiangnan, and the state is difficult, but you abandoned hundreds of millions of soldiers and civilians. What should I do if I wait..."

When the car drove to the south gate of the city, Zhao Bing got out of the car and knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. Looking at the child who was filial and lying on his face, he would cry with his head against the ground from time to time. It was really miserable. It made the audience move and shed tears when they smelled it. He was moved by His Majesty's deep brotherly love. God was unfair, which actually made such a young child lose his father and his brother again and again. At the same time, he felt that this child really valued love and righteousness.

"Take care, your highness, don't cry and hurt your body. Your Majesty is still in the palace!" After a while, 6 Xiufu wiped his sleeves and wiped his tears, stepped forward and helped him.

"Your Highness, Your Highness..." At this time, everyone realized that King Wei was crying softly and was almost fainting. He quickly called the imperial physician to treat him and sent him to the car to continue moving forward.

"My God, this is the first one. There are several more games in the future. I want my life!" Zhao Bing took a few sips of water before breathing. He came here this time not just to ascend the throne, but to attend the funeral. According to etiquette, he was about to cry when he saw the gate of the capital, but the capital had long disappeared and could only cry here.

However, Zhao Bing's crying was nine times more true. Thinking about the little emperor was really good to him. Before leaving, he gave him an edict to succeed him in case of an accident. According to Liu Fu, even if the little emperor was in a coma, he did not forget to enter the palace and wanted to pass it on to him. Thinking about the little emperor's false feelings towards others, he regretted his intestines and felt better when he cried.

"Your Highness, from the dock to the outside of this city, are all Huai troops. Should we transfer all the personal troops to the case to prevent accidents?" Lin Zhiwu took the opportunity to help His Highness get on the car and said softly. This time, there were only 5,000 guards from Qiong and the others, and His Highness ordered all the navy and baggage soldiers to take off their uniforms and accompany them as sailors or servants. To outsiders, there were only more than a thousand soldiers to protect the troops, and those who entered the city were only more than 500 guards from the guard camp and all the staff from the inner palace, which made Lin Zhiwu a little worried.

"Hmph, this is a demonstration to us. He dared not do anything to me in front of everyone. Brother..." Zhao Bing said with his sleeves. He knew that people had to bow their heads under the eaves, so he pretended to be very low-key. The officials who followed him only brought Deng Guangsong, but they made adjustments to the staff team. Among them, there were clerks and clerks who were good at military and political affairs. Lin Zhiwu and Cai Qiao, a few young men, participated in military affairs in the military or Fushi, and did a great job in this year. They transferred him back to their side.

"Well, but Your Highness must be careful and never act alone." Lin Zhiwu nodded, but he was still worried that Your Highness would be so stupid and bold.

"It's okay, I have a sense of my own." Of course, Zhao Bing couldn't tell them that he was just pretending to be a grandson, and he couldn't hide enough, so how could he cause trouble?

After getting in the car and walking not far, he arrived outside the palace. Zhao Bing couldn't say that he had to come down and cried at the gate. Everyone was so angry that they looked at King Wei's howling, and their faces were pale and pitiful. But when Zhang Shijie stood tall, he pretended to be invisible again and let him cry.

"I would like to mourn your highness. The Empress Dowager is still waiting in the palace." At this time, a man walked out of the palace gate, wearing armor, a knife, and a bow, and went forward to help Zhao Bing and said.

"You are..." Zhao Bing's eyes were swollen at this moment, and he asked with tears in his eyes.

"The last general, Jiang Jin, the chief military commander in front of the palace, will meet your highness!" Jiang Jin bowed his fists and bowed deeply, and said softly, "The guards in the palace are taken over by the front of the palace, and your highness can rest assured."

"I thanked you." Zhao Bing returned the courtesy and felt a little relieved.

"This place is not a place for talking. Your Highness, let's talk about it later." Jiang Zheng said, waving his hand to ask the sergeant to open the palace gate and ask His Highness to enter the palace. He followed closely behind with his hand.

Although the palace city was simple, it was also a forbidden place. A group of guards in the general's mansion were stopped outside the door. As long as Deng Guangjian, Wang De and a few small yellow gates carrying sacrifices were put in. Of course, the same was true for others. Even Zhang Shijie had to take off his sword before entering the palace. Even if Ni Liang and others were worried about the safety of the Highness, they could not enter without permission, so they could only wait outside the palace. On the other side, Zhang Shijie's personal army stood with a knife and looked at them. The masters of both sides were not good enough, and the two gangs competed first.

Zhao Bing first arrived at the back hall, and the little emperor's coffin was parked here. He thought he had almost cried, but when he arrived, he could only howl, but when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but shed tears. In fact, they didn't spend a long time together. In the days they were in Qiongzhou, and they were no longer a few years older than him, but they were meticulous to him. Thinking about how to get out at that time, he was too impatient to speak, but he didn't expect that he was his only relative in this world. Now the two are separated by yin and yang, and there is no chance to remedy it. The guilt and self-blame made him feel like a knife.

But at this moment, there was no time for Zhao Bing to reflect. After the memorial service, he was carried to see the empress dowager. At this time, he didn't know whether it was a psychological effect or a lack of energy. Anyway, he had become soft and could not move. But he still tried his best to give the empress dowager a big gift. Of course, the mother and son couldn't help crying again. After a while, they calmed down after being persuaded by everyone, and the empress dowager summoned several priests to the palace to discuss matters.

In fact, this is the arrangement, and everyone is just going through the procedures. First, someone asked the country to not be without a king for a day. Now the national affairs are difficult, with enemies around and people's hearts floating. The emperor must succeed to the throne as soon as possible, and also ask the empress dowager to be approved. What can Empress Dowager Yang say? He had to monitor the auspicious day and time, hold a ceremony to ascend the throne, and succeed to the throne in front of the coffin of the late emperor. Zhao Bing felt that he had stepped into the palace gate, and no one asked him for his opinion, let alone discuss it with him. It had become a decoration... (To be continued.)
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