Chapter 316 Prince Chu Shuolan is extremely intelligent
Eunuch Fu knew what was inside, so he quickly stepped forward to take it.

Beiyan Emperor's voice was hoarse and his tone was weak: "Beiyan handover...is in your hands, I don't worry."

He used Zhen, representing Emperor Beiyan.

In the past three years, as an emperor, it was impossible for him to use his emotions to hand over the huge country to an heir who could not accomplish anything.

Chu Shuolan was taught by a famous teacher, and he is proficient in the art of war, especially the emperor's art.

"Master Chuan, Bachelor Liu, General Tiance... enter the palace!"

The Northern Yan Emperor held his breath and summoned more than a dozen officials to have an audience.

Everyone knows that his time is numbered, this is to explain the funeral.

"The slave obeys the order!"

Eunuch Fu wiped his reddish, mournful eyes, turned around and trotted away.

As for the red lacquered wooden box containing the will, he placed it respectfully beside Emperor Beiyan with both hands.

Chu Shuolan walked to the dragon couch, held the hand of Emperor Beiyan, and said in a low voice, "Father, Ge Wenzhuo, leave it to my son to handle."

"it is good……"

Northern Yanhuang slowly closed his eyes.

There are still other procedures to go, and he wants to let out a sigh of relief, and smoothly deliver the throne to his and sister's children.

Chu Shuolan stood up, with one hand behind his back.

He said in a deep voice: "Dragon Three, Dragon Four!"

Two figures suddenly appeared in the hall.

Three dragons and four knelt on the ground.

"Subordinates are here!"

Chu Shuolan took off the jade pendant around his waist and presented it to the two of them: "Ge Wenzhuo deceived the king, intending to usurp the throne, and is ambitious. You two hold this jade pendant and go to Jinzhou immediately to find Dudu Yan and the general soldier of Jinzhou City, so that they will definitely intercept it." Rebels!"

Yan Dudu is the biological mother of Empress Wenxian and the uncle of Chu Shuolan.

And Jinzhou City Chief Soldier is my aunt's father.

Jinzhou City has long been the influence of the Yan family, and this is the intention of the Northern Yan Emperor.

The Yan family has been recruiting for many years, and now they finally waited for the critical moment.

"Subordinates take orders!"

Dragon Three and Dragon Four took the jade pendant, turned and left the palace.

After half an hour.

The national teacher, the ministers of the DPRK and China gathered in the emperor's bedroom.

Emperor Beiyan had already been helped up from the couch.

He was sitting on the dragon couch, looking at everyone in the hall with cloudy eyes.

"Eunuch Fu, read it!"

Even at such a weak moment, the majesty of the emperor still penetrates into the bones of everyone.

Eunuch Fu squeezed the edict in his hand, suppressed the choking in his throat, spoke slowly, and muttered in a deep voice: "Zhen, it has been thirty-five years since I took the throne, the rivers in the sea are clear, and the world is peaceful.

Today there is Chu Shuolan, the prince of the former Wenxian Empress. This son is extremely intelligent, noble in character, and very humble to me. He is so strong that his aspirations cannot be taken away, and his heart cannot be moved by great confusion. I will pass it on to him today. I hope he will love the people. The wise king, respect this. "

After the last edict was read, there was an instant silence in the hall.

Chu Shuolan nodded his head to the ground, his body trembling.

Behind him, the civil and military officials had unspeakable expressions.

There is only one person standing among the crowd, the national teacher of Beiyan Kingdom.

This person looked at Chu Shuolan with calm eyes and a look of relief on his face.

"The minister leads the decree, and will assist the new emperor wholeheartedly!"

The first person to speak was Grand Master Liu, who was Song Yihuan's uncle.

Emperor Beiyan nodded in relief at him.

The rest of the people also responded one after another.

On this day, Chu Shuolan became the next successor of Northern Yan Kingdom.

His prosperous age is about to begin.

……

Time passed slowly.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

After all, Emperor Beiyan still failed to resist the toxin attack in his body and died.

The Ministry of Rites personally organized the funeral of the late emperor, and every household in the capital was dressed in white, without any bright colors in the past.

(End of this chapter)

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