Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

Qingnu, who was standing behind Jiuli, had the long sword in her hand still dripping with blood. She looked at the court officials who were leaving the palace with murderous intent in her eyes. If they didn't understand the principle of "a new emperor appoints new officials", she could teach them.

"Clean up the battlefield, the Queen Mother is dead," Jiuli turned around, glanced at the figure blocked behind Kang Song, and lied with her eyes open.

"The next Huang Linchao will be mine," Jiuli chuckled, not hiding her thoughts.

Yu Yan: I'm not dead yet! The rebellious girl, without being able to catch her breath, fell to the ground, without a chance to wake up.

The people passing by acted as if they didn't see anything at all. They only knew that when Yu Yan was found three days later, he was already a corpse, and was dead.

Prince Yan's Mansion was not too far from the Imperial Palace, so Jiang San could clearly hear the shouting and screaming in the palace. He walked around in circles in the yard and glared at Qing Yu and Qing Shi who were guarding beside him. Why couldn't he get out?

Qing Shi: You see, I am useless. This is Her Highness' order. If she lets you pass, then it will be over, right? !

"How's it going now? Is it over over there?" After turning around twice, Jiang San stopped and looked at Qing Shi.

"Look at me and answer me. Why are you hiding? Do you think I don't know that you have a special way of communicating?" Jiang San rolled his eyes. He is not stupid!

"It's not over yet. Your Highness has the upper hand. Master, don't worry," Qing Shiyi said seriously.

"Relax? How can I be relieved when the person hasn't come back yet?" Jiang San quickly sat in the main seat and pounded the table hard.

"Master, be careful not to hurt your hands. His Highness will be worried when he comes back," Qing Ying handed over the teacup at the right time.

"She!" Jiang San's anger quickly subsided. He moved his ears and looked outside the door. "What's that sound?"

"There are people outside who are taking advantage of the chaos to cause trouble, Master, don't worry." Qing Shi's eyes darkened, "Qing Yu will take the Master to the dark room."

"Yes," Qing Ying looked at Qing Shiyi with the same determination in his eyes, "Take care of yourself and come back alive."

"I'm not going, they are here for me," Jiang San looked panicked, but he calmed down very quickly.

“Don’t distract your Highness. Those people who wait until dawn will naturally not be your Highness’s opponents. But you can struggle in the autumn,” Qing Shi said in a calm but firm tone.

"I understand," Jiang San lowered his head. He seemed to be a real burden. He had obviously learned martial arts and was very good at it.

Qing Shi gave Qing Fen a look and strode away with his men. His Highness might have known that the situation would be like this and deliberately left behind the two most powerful Qingyi Guards.

As the day dawned, everything emerged in the sunlight. The morning court bell rang on time. I knew that His Majesty had won this time, and I walked up to the podium with trepidation.

He looked around, and it seemed that there were obviously fewer ministers serving in the same hall. Upon closer inspection, they were all the followers of Prince Xiang.

He lowered his head even lower, fearing that the gun would be turned towards him.

When he was in court, the footsteps coming in sounded completely different from those of His Majesty, and he subconsciously held his breath.

"Yesterday, Prince Xiang plotted a rebellion with the intention of overthrowing the government. Your Majesty gave it a try under the suppression of the Bingmasi troops, and has died at the hands of the rebels," was the only voice heard from the high platform.

"However, the late emperor had anticipated this. Before Prince Xiang forced the emperor to abdicate, an imperial decree was issued, announcing that His Royal Highness Prince Yan would take the throne and become the fourth emperor of the Phoenix Dynasty. All lords, please accept the decree."

"We accept your order." As the two people in the front knelt down, the other ministers knelt behind them. Their heads and wealth and glory were more important to them; saving their lives was the most important!

Kang Song walked out with the imperial edict. Every word he spoke was solemn and his voice echoed in the hall. The court officials who had known about it yesterday were already thinking about their own interests and benefits.

Those who don't know received a critical hit. It is said that King Yan is a gentle and kind person, so he must be a very good person.

"I will certainly obey the late emperor's will and do my best to assist Your Majesty. Please ascend the throne." Hezhou spoke first.

"Your Majesty, please ascend the throne." Prince Gong and Prince Jin had almost no hesitation. They were not far behind.

The process went very smoothly without any disputes. It seemed that he was the emperor that the people wanted and expected.

In fact, the blue-clothed guards outside the hall were rubbing their hands, looking at everyone with sharp eyes and murderous intent, just waiting for the order. The opportunity to achieve great things was right in front of them, and they looked over with more and more enthusiasm.

After three requests and three declines, Jiuli slowly walked up to the higher levels.

"Your Majesty, we wish you the best," the ministers bowed their heads again.

"Everyone, please stand up," Jiuli glanced at them, "I have just ascended the throne, and I hope you will give me more advice on many matters. Only when the monarch and his subjects are of one mind, can the Huanglin Dynasty become stronger and stronger."

"We are unworthy of this and will do our best to assist Your Majesty." The ministers bowed their heads again, secretly thinking about what this meant. Was it a warning or a show of power? Maybe?

Jiuli had a very friendly conversation with the court officials. The ambitious ones thought that this was an emperor who was easy to control, but when they saw the Green Guards outside, they thought forget it.

"Dismiss the court!" Kang Song said loudly.

Qing Shi smiled when he received the news from Qing Nu.

"What good news do you have? Tell me about it." Jiang San yawned ungracefully, his eyelids drooping.

"Your Highness ascends the throne," Qing Shi looked back, his face showing no trace of fatigue, only intense excitement.

Ascend the throne? Jiang San's eyes widened in disbelief. Didn't they say that Prince Xiang was plotting a rebellion, and his wife only went to the palace to suppress the rebellion? How could this be a grand ascension to the throne? ? ?

Then there was the worry. His Majesty had three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two male concubines. Would the wife still be the only one? The ministers would not agree, and the people would not agree either.

"Master?" Qing Fei gave Qing Shiyi a glare and stepped forward to support Jiang San. "Your Highness will have to deal with the aftermath, so he should be very busy."

"I know," Jiang San pursed his lips and comforted himself, it's okay, his wife hasn't told him yet.

"Know what?" Jiuli came back from outside the door, exhausted. Not sleeping all night made her a little tired, but her elegance was not reduced at all. She became more and more sharp, like a sword out of its sheath.

"Wife?" Jiang San's eyes lit up almost instantly, and he rushed over. "I thought you weren't coming back today. Is everything ok over there? Why are you back?"

"Nothing is more important to me than you." Jiuli opened her arms and hugged the person who rushed over, looking him up and down, "Did anything happen to you last night? Are you injured?"

"No, I'm well protected," Jiang San said softly, withdrawing from Jiuli's arms, "I haven't congratulated my wife yet, congratulations to my wife for ruling the world."