The little princess tames the prince

Chapter 735 The Heir to the Throne (6)
There are gold ingots, and there are small silver plum blossom pancakes for people to enjoy, and there are ambergris and jade pendants.A fine brush and a small jade inkstone.

Miscellaneous, all things to coax children.

Sister Zhen threw it down after playing for a while, and was about to continue opening the letter.Zhao She told her, "Wear warmer, and follow my cousin to the various armies."

The left and right wings are not far away, and the husband and wife only brought 100 people out of the snow.After running for a while in the cold snow, the fragrance of the old plum was deeply felt.

Pointing to the high hills on both sides, Zhao She said to Sister Zhen: "These two sides seem to be high places to set up ambushes, but in fact there is only one mountain road down. If the enemy attacks with fire, it will be roast meat in an urn."

Sister Zhen looked up at the snow on the high place, said she understood, and then followed Zhao She on a flying horse.

"The location is the most important thing." Zhao She said again, and Zhenjie replied again: "Yes."

In the snow, 100 people embraced the yellow and red horses, leaving only rows of horseshoe marks.

The plum blossoms in the royal palace of the Shang Dynasty are also fragrant. In the corridor under the fragrant plum blossoms, people come and go all day long, either doctors or ministers who come to see them.

Outside the door, the four sons of King Shang and concubines Ji are always there.

Among them, Shang Shaoyang is particularly eye-catching.This little prince who left home once and came back again, everyone knew that he was greatly assisted by King Anping.

The way she looked at him was the same as usual, with kindness on the surface and contempt in her eyes.

Didn't he know how to lure wolves into the house?Since Shang Shaoyang came back, the tariffs on some materials in the northwest have been reduced a lot.And what Zhao She wants, what Shang Shaoyang will give.

At this time, he had just returned from the battlefield, and he was pacing here majestically in a military uniform with his sword in his hand.

The north wind blows through the corridor, slowly bringing in the cold and dark weather.Once the king of Shang passed away, the north wind might blow people's hearts.

A doctor came out from the door, looked at everyone, and put his eyes on Shang Shaoyang: "My lord, please come in, Mr. Shaoyang." Shang Shaoyang gave an unsurprising oh, straightened his armor and straightened his helmet.In the eyes of everyone, the soles of the boots strode in.

The room was filled with the fragrance of traditional Chinese medicine, and King Shang's eyes were sunken. Seeing his son approaching, he called out in a trance: "Come closer." The hand on the sword.

On his hand was a jewel-encrusted ring, and the fingers covered by the ring were strong and strong, and they were firmly attached to the sword.

"You, you can get your wish." King Shang said in a low voice, "Doctor, step down." The three doctors in the room came out together, surrounded by people outside: "How is father?"

"How is your lord?"

"Did you say anything?"

In the room, there was another flame burning in King Shang's eyes. This flame gave him energy, and made him sit up firmly with his hands on the pillow.Shang Shaoyang was taken aback, and took two steps back, thinking at the same time that if his father got better, if he would settle accounts with him...

Don't be afraid, when he was seriously injured and sick, he had already obtained nearly half of the military power in the army, and King Anping's reinforcements were already in place a few days ago.Of course, this soldier was dispatched by Mrs. Zhan.

Seeing his son retreating in surprise, the King of Shang showed a smile, which looked sinister: "You don't have to be afraid, I have written a suicide note to pass on the throne to you."

Although Shang Shaoyang was dubious, he still bowed down: "Thank you, father." The king of Shang laughed, and his face was bright red.This flashback made him speak fluently: "You are from my business. After I die, no one can restrain you. Except for one person,"

This person appeared in the hearts of father and son at the same time, Shang Shaoyang was a little ashamed, and said in a low voice: "I understand in my heart." King Shang looked fiercely: "You are my son, you must bear in mind that people in our business cannot be led by the nose Go! If you forget, I will never let you go even after I die!"

The skinny face of King Shang, who was thin after a serious illness, was so dry that a skeleton skeleton could be seen. This fierce look scared Shang Shaoyang back two more steps.Under Shang Wang's fierce stare, Shang Shaoyang promised: "I have the throne, and I will not be controlled by others!"

"Okay, you have to keep in mind..." King Shang smiled, and fell back dryly, lying motionless on the pillow with a ruddy complexion.

Shang Shaoyang rushed up and shouted: "Father, Father!" The shout spread outside the room, and people outside rushed in, crying loudly to the bed.

After it was confirmed that King Shang was dead, the third young prince immediately drew his sword: "Brother, you forced father to death again!" Following this shout, a group of people came rushing outside, standing at attention with their footsteps, There was a loud "choking clang" sound, and it was the sound of swords being drawn in unison.

"Show allegiance to Young Master Shaoyang, support Young Master Shaoyang to ascend the throne!"

Everyone in the room turned pale, and Shang Shaoyang looked at everyone here, and said coldly: "Father went by himself, and he passed on to me before he died, but please invite Mrs. Wei, he is an important minister of my father, ask him There is no will."

Whether there is a will or not, Shang Shaoyang's accession to the throne is a foregone conclusion.

Dr. Wei hurried over, held the will in both hands and shouted from afar: "Here is the will!" He came in to see King Shang, cried three times, and began to read the will.

"I inherited the king's title from the previous king, and now the king's title is passed down to Shaoyang. My merchant's blood has never been restrained. Even if there is a reason, we should find a way to solve it. Those who are controlled by others, even if there is a thousand-year iron threshold, after death, the ancestors of the ancestors Evil ghosts must stand in the way of the sacrifice!"

The King of Shang repeated the words that he had been brooding in his heart before his death in short words.

When Shang Shaoyang ascended the throne, he was ordered to mourn.Surrounded by armored soldiers, the little prince completed the enthronement ceremony.The mansion of King Shang was covered with white curtains, and there was a sound of weeping.

"Madam, please come, please come Aunt Zeng." Shang Shaoyang gave such instructions, and went to watch his father's coffin and cry bitterly.Several brothers are here, seeing him crying like a filial son, they feel uncomfortable in their hearts.

This person seems to be No.20 Wuxiao now.

Several women in white clothes and white shirts came in, and the leader of them was Mrs. Zhan.A person behind Mrs. Zhan, without make-up, has exquisite eyebrows and eyes.As soon as she came in, everyone here was shocked!
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