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Undercurrents are surging in the imperial city, and even the ordinary people who have nothing to do with the world can feel a little bit of strangeness from the tense atmosphere.

"Hey, I don't know which prince will become the new monarch." A peddler looked at the gloomy sky and shook his head helplessly to guess.

"Don't kill me, kid! If someone hears this, even if you have ten heads, it won't be enough!"

The uncle next to him pulled the peddler aside with a nervous expression. At this time, a burst of mourning came slowly from a distance, and there was a faint sound of orderly footsteps.

Everyone immediately knelt on both sides of the street with cautious expressions, lowering their heads. A child who didn't know what happened raised his head and looked into the distance, but his mother immediately pushed his head down.

"Shh, don't make a sound."

I saw the guards clearing the way in the distance, the white flag fluttering gently with the wind, and the mighty team slowly approaching.

Civil and military officials all wore white plain clothes, and the relatives of the royal family walked on both sides of the coffin in linen and filial piety. The atmosphere was so oppressive that one felt suffocated.

Su Qingyu pulled Chen'er and walked along with the female relatives at the back of the team expressionlessly, looking at the familiar figure in front of her, she felt a lot of melancholy in her heart.

The funeral of the old emperor means that an old dynasty has passed.

The old emperor can be regarded as a Mingjun, but he has no outstanding political achievements. The reason why he is called a Mingjun can only be said because there are no corrupt officials under him, and there are not so many unjust and wrongly decided cases.

But the old emperor left the most serious question, who is the new emperor?

"The emperor left in a hurry and did not appoint a crown prince, but when he was parting, he specially invited the Ai family to pass on the successor. Today, the Ai family is passing on the emperor's oral order here, and Murong Ze accepts the order!"

The former queen is now the Queen Mother.

A woman standing in front of civil and military officials was still shamed by these self-talking men, so after the empress dowager finished speaking, no one answered, but there was silence.

The person involved, Murong Ze, did not move for a long time, and Murong Heng also looked like he had nothing to do with him.

Murong Yan couldn't hold her breath, and said with a sneer: "Mother Huang, I didn't intend to offend you, but who can testify that this oral order of yours is the true meaning of the emperor?

Murong Yan's words made a minister dissatisfied, and immediately snorted coldly and said: "My lord, there is no basis for what you said. His Royal Highness Luo Wang is not the empress dowager's own. The talent of His Royal Highness is obvious to all.”

Murong Yan cast a vicious glance at the minister who spoke, and remembered his name deeply in her heart.

"Oh, Lord Yang, who doesn't know that His Royal Highness Luo Wang is your favorite student, and you naturally hope that your student will become an emperor."

The minister who spoke was Murong Ze's first teacher, he was very honest and honest, his face darkened immediately when he was told, he opened his mouth, and when he was about to refute, Murong Ze stood up and stood in front of him.

"Teacher, in fact, no matter who the Queen Mother said, she will not think it is true in front of everyone, because everyone has different candidates in their hearts."

Murong Ze glanced at Murong Yan calmly, without any emotion in his eyes.

Murong Yan sneered and said: "Murongze, to be honest, we have so many brothers, everyone thinks that they are talented and can succeed. Unless the father said it himself, otherwise, others will lead the words, I believe No one will believe it."

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