The eldest princess pampered the beautiful, strong and miserable proton queen

Only now did he suddenly understand that Xiang Gu knew His Majesty and his methods, so he must have left a lot of backup plans in order to keep his daughter alive.

Thinking of this, Prince Rong couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.

For a moment, I was actually somewhat glad that the eldest princess was not dead.

"By the way, King Yong," King Rongjun thought of how his Majesty suddenly brought King Yong into the palace two days ago, and he had a bad feeling in his heart, "Where are King Yong and his wife?"

After all, King Yong is the son of His Majesty, but he is a bastard. As long as he lives for one day, he will have endless troubles.

Emperor Nanxing smiled: "I have drafted a decree to ask King Yong to establish a vassal state and grant twelve counties in Yunnan as fiefdoms. He will represent the Southern Dynasty and discuss the matter of moving westward with Sanzhao."

After discovering that King Rongjun was the son of the late empress, he already had some anticipation of what would happen next. He immediately sent someone to bring King Yong and his wife into the palace, gave Amu sleeping pills, and ordered Yulin Guards to escort them along the passage. Take the mountain road to the palace, escape from the palace, and head to Lingnan.

Earlier, the imperial city guard not only sent back the news of the eldest princess's efforts to pacify the southwest and conquer Yun China, but also sent him a secret letter from the eldest princess.

In the letter, the eldest princess proposed that Sanzhao move westward and recover the twelve counties of Yunnan, and asked him to prepare in advance.

This matter, no one knows.

"Separate the vassal and rule!" King Rongjun was furious and wanted to draw out the firewood.

"The twelve counties of Yunnan are the territories that A Yan fought with his life to conquer for the Southern Dynasty." Emperor Nanxing sneered, "How can I make it easier for you and other jackals?"

"Okay, very good!" Prince Rong was furious, but he laughed angrily, "Your Majesty's methods are probably more than these!"

"This is natural," Emperor Nanxing suppressed his cough and his face was a little distorted. "You will naturally know when you ascend the throne."

"Your Majesty, aren't you afraid of offending me?" King Rongjun was so aggrieved that he glared at Emperor Nanxing, always feeling that his next move would be very troublesome.

Emperor Nanxing sighed and looked at Zhang Dequan: "Give the things to Prince Rong."

Zhang Dequan held up the long box with dragon patterns on the low table, stood up slowly, and bowed before Prince Rong: "Prince Rong, please kneel down to receive the order!"

Prince Rongjun realized something and looked at Emperor Nanxing in shock. His breathing became slow and rapid. He lifted his robe and slowly knelt down on the ground, waiting for Zhang Dequan to announce the decree.

After waiting for a moment, he heard no sound. He couldn't help but be startled. He subconsciously raised his head and saw that Zhang Dequan didn't even announce the order and handed the box directly to him.

Prince Rongjun felt angry for a moment, but he still reached out to take it.

He opened the box and saw a bright yellow imperial edict inside. He was overjoyed, picked up the imperial edict and opened it to see that it was indeed an edict of succession.

He never thought that His Majesty would write an imperial edict to pass the throne.

The original plan was to use the late empress's edict to claim that he was the legitimate son of the late emperor. Since His Majesty had no other son to continue the reign, it was logical that he should ascend the throne as emperor.

But if this happens, there will inevitably be many ministers in the court who think that his virtue is not worthy of his position and will not accept him. Apart from other things, those royal ministers who are truly loyal to His Majesty and some ministers who support the eldest princess will definitely jump out. , against him.

Throughout the dynasties, many people died when the imperial power changed.

A large part of the reason was that these so-called loyal ministers believed that the new emperor was not worthy of his position and that his position was not right.But if the late emperor's edict is in place, not only will his throne be logical, but all the ministers in the court will no longer oppose him.

He got it.

His majesty is so kind and benevolent. The more he is passed down to him, the more scruples he will have. He cannot casually kill one of your majesty's trustworthy people. When your majesty's old ministers are like the eldest princess, he must comfort and show kindness and repay the king's kindness. Even if he refuses to do so, the courtiers will stop him.

Prince Rongjun got what he dreamed of, and he was not happy at all, but full of frustration.

After doing all this, Emperor Nanxing looked a little defeated. He looked at Prince Rong with a complicated expression: "No one can pretend for more than thirty years like a day. You are indolent and indolent. You have been greedy for pleasure and spent your days in idleness for many years." , not the material to be an emperor."

The Southern Dynasty, which was already riddled with holes, was left to him, and it would take only a few years for the country's destiny to be restored.

Prince Rongjun was furious: "This throne is mine. I just take back what belongs to me. I don't need you to teach me a lesson."

Emperor Nanxing said no more. Prince Rongjun thought those old honorary factions who supported him were sincerely supporting him to ascend the throne as emperor?

ridiculous!

Those talents are truly villains who have integrated the knowledge of the world into their own flesh and blood and only seek benefits for their families. Once they gain power, they will not seek benefits for the country or plead for the people. They will only succeed as villains. Rampant and arrogant, they are like a group of blood-sucking maggots, only searching for people's anointing, knocking on bones and sucking out marrow.

He coughed a mouthful of blood, his breath became weak, and he turned to look at Jiang Fuguang. His dim eyes were full of love: "Father is dead, and I can no longer protect you. You have to be good, no matter what. Everyone needs to survive.”

"Father," Jiang Fuguang's face was ashen and he had dried up his tears. "My grandfather is dead, Jiashu is dead, and Wei Si... many people died for me, but I can't do anything. Father , it’s because I’m useless, it’s because I came back late…”

Emperor Nanxing looked at his daughter lovingly, with pride, admiration, pain, and sadness in his eyes.

"It's not your fault." He raised his hand and touched her head. The wet hair made him frown, "Father was just a pawn of the late Queen from the beginning."

He smiled bitterly: "When the late emperor was the emperor, he was a living target in front of Prince Rong. After he ascended the throne, he devoted himself to Prince Rong and tried his best to govern the country and stabilize the country. Now the country is peaceful and the people are safe, and the father and emperor's destiny will be At last, they couldn't hold back any longer and stretched out their sharp claws."

After he ascended the throne, he faced more than ten years of natural disasters and civil strife in the Southern Dynasty. He worked hard to revive the Southern Dynasty.

In recent years, the country has become more stable, and he can free up his hands to clean up the troubles in the court. However, he did not expect that all this was the conspiracy of the late queen.

General Bai Lao and General Huwei, they were loyal to the late queen at first, but they were secretly sent to him by the first queen and assisted him wholeheartedly.

He thought that these two people were his team members and trusted them in every possible way, but he didn't know that these were all arranged by the late empress for Prince Rong.

This conspiracy lasted for more than thirty years.

Fuguang can stand alone, and he can also use his hands to clean up the rotten flesh that has been accumulated for many years in the Southern Dynasty, but he does not want to think that his destiny is approaching, and he has more than enough ambition but not enough power!

All this is God's will!
Yu Hengzi said that the national destiny of the Southern Dynasty was tied to him. The decline of his body also meant the decline of the national destiny of the Southern Dynasty. The trend was irreversible!
Jiang Fuguang burst into tears.

Ah, you won’t send me the blade, you won’t give me the monthly ticket, I’m crying~