Sad music reverberated, black gauze lined up, and white flowers blossomed. In the picture, a huge black and white photo with black gauze suddenly flashed out. The smiling face full of melancholy that had appeared on TV many times slowly slowly

Appearing on the TV screen, a series of results and evaluations that no one knew were true or false were recited over and over again by the announcer, his voice full of sorrow.

"It's the emperor!" Ling Yu looked at the TV in surprise. This man who had ruled the Jiutian Group for more than 40 years and was filled with countless legends. He lost the most cities in history and turned the Jiutian Empire from prosperity to decline. He just died.

"Yes, he is the emperor." Ge Zhiping said seriously.

The surroundings suddenly became silent, and no one said a word.

Ling Yu once again turned his attention to the TV. Zhu Long's mourning hall was located in the conference hall of the Jiutian Empire. A young man wearing heavy mourning knelt in front of the portrait of Zhu Long and sobbed. - That was Zhu Huanjin, whom Ling Yu saw on TV.

Many times later, he was the biggest playboy in the world. Once he lost 100 million in horse racing gambling, he just sneezed and walked away as if nothing had happened.

The other man in black next to Zhu Huanjin who knelt more respectfully than him was the Prime Minister of the Nine Heavens Empire, Jia Fengzhen. The prime minister was responsible for coordinating work between various departments. He was actually the number one person in the Nine Heavens Empire.

One of Zhu Long's most trusted officials during his lifetime. At this time, on TV, he slowly turned his dark old face, his thin face was like a flat aluminum basin, and there was an unnoticed hint of gloom on his face.

laugh.

Behind him were countless ministers from various departments kneeling on the ground with their backs bowed high. They were dressed in black and bowed three times and bowed nine times to the portrait of Zhu Long. But as Zhu Long got older,

, the emperor did not use the most appropriate talents, and Jia Fengzhen's power gradually penetrated in. After suppressing several dissident ministers, he gradually formed a monopoly in the court. After that, he started a war with the Xianluo people.

For this reason, he eliminated the dissidents in the army headed by Lei Tian and handed over the military power to his nephew Sheng Lin.

In the square outside the hall, there were tens of thousands of mourning personnel in black clothes and white flowers. They were palace guards, attendants, concubines, etc. They all had exaggerated expressions, looked sad, shed tears, and all knelt on the ground.

, the cries and whimpering shook the heaven and the earth.

Regarding Zhu Long, everyone here has very complicated emotions. On the one hand, his governance is unfavorable, with powerful ministers in power, he continues to lose territory, and the people suffer. On the other hand, everyone knows that once this man dies, the world will be in chaos.

"Everyone, put down what you are doing and let's go to the town government to see Brother Qingfeng."

Brother and sister Zhu Xingyun and Zhu Caiyun kowtowed to the photo of Emperor Zhu Long. The brother and sister, whose faces were covered with tears, were so lonely and helpless at this time.

Luo Tiefeng and Lei Mingqian supported the two of them one after another and stood up slowly. Zhu Xingyun wiped away his tears and slowly sat on the sofa beside him. He sighed and murmured: "Although I have

I expected it, but I still couldn't help it...Father, he is so confused. I have only seen a limited number of faces of him since I was born. He is very strange to me."

Luo Tiefeng took a step forward and asked: "Xingyun, do you want to set up a memorial hall? Someone might be coming soon."

Zhu Xingyun shook his head: "There is no need to get into a big fight over this. My father's status in everyone's minds is not high. In addition, the Anping Zhenjing Beast Tide has just stabilized. The lower the profile, the better. I only put up a photo.

Enough."

Luo Tiefeng nodded. He found a two-meter-long piece of black gauze and wrapped it around the photo. In the center of the photo frame, he inserted a white paper flower and placed a few fruits below. Then he kowtowed.

At this moment, Ling Yu led the crowd to the hall, and then Yao Rongbo, Ge Zhiping, Zhang Chenglie and others from Tomorrow Group also walked into the hall.

Everyone bowed to the photo one by one.

…

The ancient style of the imperial capital.

White flowers are like a sea, and black gauze is like a tide. On this day, all entertainment venues and business establishments are closed. All imperial flags are lowered to half-staff in mourning. Along with the autumn rain, the streets and alleys of the entire imperial capital are filled with low returns.

There are sea-like wreaths everywhere, black veils hanging everywhere, and crowds of mourners everywhere. All of this was arranged by Jia Fengzhen himself. Such a grand national mourning was held for nine days.

This is the first time in the history of the empire. It shows the love of the great minister Jia Fengzhen for His Majesty the Emperor and his loyalty to the Nine Heavens Empire.

At the same time, at the Jiutian Empire Government Affairs Conference Hall in Gufeng City, preparations for another celebration ceremony were being made nervously. It was the preparatory meeting for Zhu Long’s second son Zhu Huanjin’s enthronement as the new emperor. Apart from Jia Fengzhen, the only people sitting in the conference hall were

In addition, there were Sheng Lin, the captains of the National Defense Army, the captains of the palace guards, the important officials of the court, etc. In order to show his fairness and generosity, he also deliberately invited Lei Tiancheng. In his opinion, he had lost his temper.

A phoenix is ​​not as good as a chicken. Lei Tiancheng can no longer afford to make a fool of himself. It would be best if he cooperates with him.

"Everyone, our beloved Emperor has passed away, and we are all extremely sad." The speaker was the respectful Jia Fengzhen on the TV just now. "We must keep in mind His Majesty's legacy, but the Nine Heavens Empire cannot be restored in one day.

There is no one at the helm. According to His Majesty’s last wish, he will pass the throne of the Jiutian Empire to his second son, Zhu Huanjin, and we firmly support it..."

"Humph, you want to take charge of the government, right?" A deep and cold voice interrupted him, and the speaker was none other than former Imperial Marshal Lei Tiancheng.

Jia Fengzhen was stunned, and he felt annoyed for a while. However, he was also prepared. If Lei Tiancheng insisted on having a stalemate with him, he would take the opportunity to win.

"I would like to ask Mr. Lei what this means?" Jia Fengzhen turned around with an innocent expression on his face, but his eyes were aggressive.

"What do you mean? I have some doubts about the late emperor's will that you announced. We already have a prince in our dynasty, and the late emperor never issued an edict to depose him. How can there be any talk of a second son succeeding him?" Lei Tiancheng's words were cold and he did not hesitate at all.

Leave some favor to Jia Fengzhen.

Jia Fengzhen's face turned green and white. He suddenly felt that he was humiliating himself by inviting Lei Tiancheng to come, but he had long been prepared to use Lei Tiancheng to kill chickens and monkeys and give the ministers a show of strength. He wanted it

This is the effect of fighting back after being humiliated.

He stood up slowly: "Lei Tiancheng, I respect you as a veteran minister. Now that His Majesty's body is still cold, you come out to prevent the new emperor from inheriting the throne? In this case, let's talk about it. You are aware of the fact that the prince escaped overnight.

Yes, he was waiting to inherit the throne, so why did he choose to flee regardless of Your Majesty’s poor health? He clearly wanted to assassinate Your Majesty and seize the throne, and fled before he could! Also with him is your son Lei Mingqian!”

"You, you fart!" Lei Tiancheng was furious and stood up: "I, Lei Tiancheng, have served your Majesty for nearly forty years, and I am ashamed to serve as an official in the same court as you!" He shouted: "Slow down, late emperor, veteran minister

I'm here to accompany you!" After he said this, he burst into tears and hit his head on the stone pillar next to him. Blood flowed all over the floor, and he didn't know where he was.

Zhu Huanjin, who was sitting directly above him, screamed in surprise, and then waved his hands impatiently. Two nursing staff rushed in and carried him out. He stood up and said coldly: "I hate selling my old age the most.

Pretending that you have made some contributions to the Jiutian Group, you keep intimidating me! Is it possible that the entire empire must be used to repay your contributions?!"

Jia Fengzhen shouted loudly: "Your Majesty has ascended the throne for the first time today. If anyone has any doubts, he will not be lenient!" With piercing eyes, he suddenly turned around and bowed to Zhu Huanjin opposite: "Long live my emperor!"

age!"

The people behind him immediately stood up and fell to their knees.

Zhu Huanjin grinned and stood up with a laugh: "Okay! Everyone, get up! The old man is dead, so naturally it is me who has the final say in this family. I hope you will help me develop my ambitions from now on!"

Jia Fengzhen, who was kneeling at the front, flashed a cold light in his eyes.

Everyone dispersed. Zhu Huanjin sat motionless. He inserted his long, pale hands deeply into his spotless hair. When only he and Jia Fengzhen were left in the conference room, he slowly raised his head.

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Jia Fengzhen only bowed to Zhu Huanjin: "Your Majesty, this matter has been completed. I hope your Majesty will be aware of it."
Chapter completed!