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Chapter 85 The Powerful Minister Above Ten Thousand People
The audience was chattering, and they could see that Yang Jian's success was not accidental, but inevitable.

The huge family power behind it is the foundation for Yang Jian to win the world!
Clearly, the audience has made a point.

Yang Jian, this is definitely usurping the throne by a powerful minister!

The video screen continues to play.

Yang Jian's official career was prosperous, and he rose all the way.

19 years old has become the governor of Suizhou who holds real power.

At the age of 21, she married Dugu Jialuo, the seventh daughter of the powerful minister Duguxin.

Yang Jian's status has become more and more stable, and his life is like a hang-up, step by step.

Later, he married his daughter Yang Lihua to Emperor Yu Wenyun of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

Yu Wenyun is fatuous, obsessed with women, and has no desire to make progress. He abdicated the throne to his seven-year-old son Yu Wenchan less than a year after he ascended the throne.

In the second year of Xiangxiang, in March, Yu Wenyun's body was hollowed out by wine and sex, and he died.

In the same year, the young Yu Wenchan began to govern the government, and appointed his grandfather Yang Jian as the prime minister of the left, the governor of the military, and the king of Jin.

"Long live my emperor!"

The officials knelt down to worship Yu Wenchan, who had just ascended the throne as emperor, with respectful expressions, and did not dare to neglect, nor did they dare to raise their heads to meet Yu Wenchan's eyes.

But the performance of only one person seemed to stand out from the crowd.

This person is Yang Jian, and he didn't even perform many etiquettes such as bowing down.

It seemed that he regarded those cumbersome etiquette as air.

Now Yang Jian looks more mature, and he is already 39 years old. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Yu Wenchan without fear.

"Everyone's family is flat."

The young Xindi Yu Wenchan said in a childish voice.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The ministers responded.

"If you have something to play, you will retreat."

Yu Wenchan spoke, and his eyes glanced at his grandfather Yang Jian inadvertently.

His grandfather made the young Yu Wenchan feel inexplicably afraid.

For a while, the officials were very quiet and did not speak.

Now, who doesn't know.

As a relative of the emperor, Yang Jian is also His Majesty's grandfather, and the influence of the Yang family spread throughout the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

Therefore, this Northern Zhou Dynasty belongs to Yang Jian's Northern Zhou Dynasty!
"Your Majesty, I have the original play."

Yang Jian said.

"Aiqing, what's the start?"

Yu Wenchan asked.

"Your Majesty, in order to protect the safety of the capital, the imperial guards of the capital should be handed over to the ministers!"

Yang Jian spoke word by word, and the words he spoke were also resounding.

moment.

The officials were silent, their pupils constricted, they were all shocked by Yang Jian's straightforward ambition.

Yang Jian wants to control the entire court!

If this forbidden army is controlled by Yang Jian, then...

The officials were extremely anxious, but none of them dared to stand up and sing the opposite.

"That's right."

Yu Wenchan replied straightforwardly.

His answer also made the people who watched the video feel a little outraged emotionally.

"The Faint Lord! This is the Faint Lord!"

"How can you agree to Yang Jian's request?"

"You can't blame Yu Wenchan, he's just a child!"

"In such a huge court, not a single official dares to speak up!"

……

Everyone sighed for Yu Wenchan, the emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

Even, they have been able to imagine it.

Yu Wenchan is destined to be the last emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty!
At this time, the video screen flickered crazily.

Yang Jian, who became the prime minister, began to use his power to eliminate dissidents, gradually emptying the Yuwen family.

It makes it seem that the whole Northern Zhou Dynasty is about to be surnamed Yang instead of Yuwen.

On this day, the court will be held again.

What was discussed were all trivial matters.

"I want to announce something."

Suddenly, Yu Wenchan showed a serious look on his innocent face.

The entire hall dived into a state of silence.

All the ministers pricked up their ears, curious about what His Majesty was going to announce.

"I am too young to be the emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. But my grandfather Yang Jian has outstanding talents and abilities. I decided..."

Yu Wenchan looked very serious.

Hearing his words, the officials were almost stunned.

Is Your Majesty going to abdicate the throne?

This……

For a while, the ministers were in complicated moods.

On the contrary, Yang Jian's eyes lit up, but he quickly stood up and expressed his opinion.

"No, no, Your Majesty is suitable to be the Emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty!"

Yang Jian stepped forward with a loud and powerful voice.

The faces of the audience were a little unnatural.

"This Yang Jian obviously wants to be the emperor, but he still pretends to disagree. This..."

The video screen flickered again.

This time, Yang Jian traveled with Yu Wenchan and some courtiers, hunting prey while playing.

Yu Wenchan's hunting skills are quite unsatisfactory.

A dozen or so feathered arrows swished away, not even a single prey was hit.

"Your Majesty, there is no rush to hunt."

With a smile on his face, Yang Jian took the bow and arrow and put on the feather arrow.

"call out!"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, aiming at his prey.

An arrow flew away!

He hit a hare that was running around in the grass on the spot. The hare twitched a few times and died.

"Even if it's this shooting skill, I'm not as good as my grandfather."

Yu Wenchan was disappointed, shook his head and sighed.

"Your Majesty, this is just proficiency in archery. If Your Majesty is proficient, you can hit a hundred shots."

Yang Jian smiled.

"I don't have the ability to cure this world. If this world is handed over to my grandfather, grandfather, you must..."

Yu Wenchan once again wanted Zen to give up his throne.

"No, absolutely not. In this way, how will the people of the world treat the talented minister? The minister must not be the thief who seeks to usurp the throne!"

Yang Jian looked anxious, and quickly shook his head to reject Yu Wenchan's words.

The audience who saw this scene had a somewhat unnatural expression.

"Come on, this is the second time. Is it true that you have to abdicate three times before accepting the throne?"

"It's no wonder that Yang Jian is the easiest person in the world. This is completely the emperor's throne!"

"It doesn't take a single soldier to ascend to the throne of God. This throne is so easy to come by!"

"However, Yang Jian's talent can also be seen. The huge court of the Northern Zhou Dynasty has been manipulated by him alone. This is no ordinary minister of power, this is a minister of power above ten thousand people!"

……

The video screen flickered again.

In the court hall of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, a group of officials gathered.

Yu Wenchan praised Yang Jian again.

All the courtiers also had a premonition in their hearts.

Yu Wenchan is about to abdicate the throne again.

Sure enough, as expected.

"I am young, have no talent, have no talent. Being the emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty is not worthy of the name, and will only make the people of the world live in dire straits. The throne of the Northern Zhou Dynasty should be seated by my grandfather."

Yu Wenchan spoke in a resounding tone.

"Your Majesty, how can I do this! How can I do this! This is absolutely impossible!"

Yang Jian spoke quickly, also showing a very panicked expression.

(End of this chapter)