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On the eighth day of the eighth month after Emperor Ruijing Zhao Yuanrui passed away, Empress Zhao Jiayi ascended the throne.

It was a sunny day with a cloudless sky and a gentle breeze.

In front of the Great Saint Dynasty Palace, there were ministers kneeling who came to attend the coronation ceremony. The eldest princess (no, the queen) Zhao Jiayi, accompanied by Jin Xin and a group of female officials, dressed in a black dragon robe and a hat, walked up to the highest position step by step.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

"Everyone loves you!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Zhao Jiayi sat on the dragon throne, looking straight ahead and slightly raising her right hand. Jin Xin hurried forward and handed the imperial edict to her.

According to the rules of the new emperor's enthronement in the Great Saint Dynasty, Zhao Jiayi needs to read the first imperial edict in person.

The first was to show the world that he would do his best to be a good emperor for the country, and the second was to announce the appointment and dismissal of some officials.

At this time, some old ministers kneeling on the stage had begun to tremble, because some of them had always stood on the side of Prince Yu and opposed the eldest princess's ascension to the throne, and had done many shameful things for this.

As expected, the new emperor dismissed these old ministers from their posts on the spot and demoted them to commoners, but he showed them mercy and allowed them to retire and return home.

This was considered as showing mercy. Several old officials knelt down to thank the emperor for his grace, took off their official hats, and left in a hurry.

The next issue was the appointment and dismissal of some important positions in the court. The new emperor glanced at everyone and spoke.

"Where is Song Changwei?"

"Your Majesty, I, Song Changwei, pay my respects to you! Long live your Majesty!"

"Today I appoint you as the Junior Minister of the Dali Temple. You will take up your post tomorrow. There must be no mistakes!"

"I obey your order!" Song Changwei retreated respectfully.

Just as Zhao Jiayi was about to continue reading out the appointments and dismissals of officials, suddenly a cold sword shot towards her face. Before Jin Xin could react, the arrow was caught by Zhao Jiayi and thrown aside.

"Come out, I know it's you!"

Zhao Jiayi's calm voice sounded, she quickly stood up and retreated to the side of the dragon throne, looking forward with cold eyes.

"Aunt is really amazing! Today is the day of her coronation, but she didn't even notify her nephew to attend. It's really sad!"

A weird voice was heard, and Zhao Yujun led a group of guards to rush in from outside the palace.

He was wearing silver armor and holding a sword, exuding a murderous aura.

Following behind Zhao Yujun were actually the close guards of the late emperor. These people were also wearing armor and holding weapons, and it was obvious that they had come in with Zhao Yujun.

The civil and military officials were dumbfounded on the spot. The timid ones collapsed to the ground and trembled with fear, wondering if Prince Yu was here to force the emperor to abdicate... So it was not certain who would actually ascend the throne today...

Thinking of this, most of the cunning officials lowered their heads and stepped aside silently.

After all, no matter who ascends the throne, they are all subjects loyal to the Zhao family, and they will just have to act according to circumstances.

Only Song Changwei took the lead and walked to Zhao Jiayi's side, protecting her behind him.

"Today is the Emperor's coronation ceremony. I'm afraid that Prince Yu's attire is not appropriate, right?"

"You are the Song Changwei, right? I remember you! You are really my aunt's running dog!

I am the biological son of the late emperor, the crown prince!

How can a princess like Zhao Jiayi depose me from the throne? And how can she take my place on the throne?"

Zhao Yujun was obviously extremely aggrieved. His eyes were bloodshot and he complained loudly, as if he wanted to vent all the unfair treatment he had received.

At the end, he put his sword directly against Song Changwei's chest and threatened.

"If you know what's best for you, get out of the way! Otherwise, this sword of mine will have no eyes!"

Unexpectedly, Song Changwei was not panicked at all. He smiled coldly and spoke calmly.

"Your Highness, you should stop while you are ahead! If you take your people back now, I'm sure the Emperor will show mercy and spare your life."

"Go away!"

Zhao Yujun shouted angrily and kicked Song Changwei aside.

Song Changwei was a civil servant and was weak as a kitten. He was kicked to the ground by him. Seeing this, Jin Xin hurried forward to help Song Changwei up and stepped aside.

After Song Changwei left, Zhao Jiayi was exposed in front of Zhao Yujun.

Zhao Yujun laughed and said sarcastically with pride.

"Is this the person that Auntie favors? So useless! Look at all these ministers below, is there any one willing to stand up and speak for you? You should have given up your illegitimate throne long ago!"

"Is that so? Are you so confident that you can force me to abdicate today?"

"Of course! I arranged all the people outside. The entire palace has been surrounded by my people. These people were secretly trained when my father was still alive. They are only loyal to me! What can you use to fight me!"

"So my brother actually kept this trick. It's obvious that he truly loves you and has high hopes for you."

"So you're still not coming down? Considering the relationship between aunt and nephew over the years, I can spare your life and let you be raised in the princess's mansion. As long as you hand over Zhao Huaiyuan, I will forgive you for the rest of your past!"

"You are too confident. Do you think you can force the emperor to abdicate with just a few thousand people?"

"Do you think I only have a few thousand men? General Liang from the North City Camp is already on his way here, and Yan Yu and his mother have also been controlled by my men. What other cards do you have to fight me with?"

All the officials listened quietly to Prince Yu's words, and some of them began to get restless and wanted to stand up and support the new king.

Zhao Jiayi naturally noticed it as well. She smiled and said calmly.

"A wise bird chooses the right tree to inhabit. If you gentlemen have a good place to go, I will not stop you. You can make your choice now.

Those who want to support Prince Yu as the emperor, please step forward. If he ascends the throne today, he will surely remember your contributions in following him."

As soon as these words were spoken, several old ministers who had been hesitating just now came out and knelt in front of Prince Yu.

"Your Majesty, long live the emperor. Long live the emperor. Long live the emperor."

"Haha, hahahaha..." Zhao Yujun roared proudly to the sky.

He raised his sword again, pointed at Zhao Jiayi and said.

"This dragon robe is not meant for you to wear! Take it off immediately!"

At this point, everyone thought Yu was going to succeed.

It turned out that he had been silently making these arrangements without raising any objections these days, but was secretly making these arrangements.

Zhao Jiayi turned around and walked to the dragon throne, touched the golden dragon on the back of the chair and sighed.

"Is this chair so good? Is it really worth it for you to spend so much time and effort to do all these things, to calculate so much, and to risk your life to be an enemy of me, your aunt?"

"What do you mean by unworthy? That position originally belonged to me. It was left to me by my father. Why do you want to do it? What qualifications do you have?"

"What are your qualifications? Did you condone the Zhong family's treason, or condone corrupt officials' embezzlement of disaster relief funds in Jiangnan? Or did you almost kill the officers and soldiers of the entire Pang family army?"

"Zhao Huaijin deserved to die! He should have died long ago! That day in this hall, he threatened me and my father! Such a beast should have died long ago!"

"Really? I didn't expect you to be so crazy for the throne..."

"Stop talking nonsense and get down here!"

"But I'm afraid you're going to miscalculate!"

The eldest princess raised her hands and clapped them lightly three times. Suddenly, the door of the hall opened and countless arrows shot towards the guards behind Zhao Yujun.

Although these people fought hard, they were all shot like hedgehogs and fell to the ground in the end. Even Zhao Yujun himself was hit in the leg by an arrow.

He felt a pain in his body and fell to his knees.

"Who? What's going on?"

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, brother. Not only did I not die, I came back to seek revenge on you."

A clear male voice sounded, and Zhao Huaijin, who had not been seen for a long time, walked in with a team of soldiers. With him was Shen Jingyi, who was sent to negotiate with Dongyue Kingdom.

The two of them walked forward and knelt in front of Zhao Jia.

"Your Highness, long live the emperor, long live the emperor, long, long live the emperor!"

"Be flat!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

At this moment, Zhao Jiayi's face was still calm, without any expression of surprise.

What else did Zhao Yujun not understand at this time? All of this was planned by Zhao Huaijin and Zhao Jiayi early in the morning.

They already knew that he would come to force the emperor to abdicate today...

Thinking of this, Zhao Yujun laughed bitterly.

"After all, it was just one move short..."

Zhao Huaijin walked forward with his hands behind his back and spoke calmly.

"It's not that you missed a move, it's that Auntie had long expected you to do this. She didn't cause any trouble for you during this period of time, hoping that you would reform and give up your ambitions! She even selected a fiefdom for you, but she didn't expect you to be so stubborn and do such a treasonous thing!"

"A fiefdom? It would be better for me to die than to go to a fiefdom!"

Zhao Huaijin shook his head and said to the guards behind him.

"Come here, arrest this traitor and put him in jail to await punishment!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"