Nine dragons fight for the throne, I don't want to sit on this throne

The news that the Tang Dynasty was going to form an alliance with the State of Chu quickly spread throughout the world due to Chu Ning's deliberate publicity!

On this day, in the Wei State, Qingzhou, inside the palace.

The sultry heat before the rainstorm condensed into water droplets on the bronze ice mirror. Sima Yi tapped the dragon-patterned handrails with his fingertips and glanced at the newly painted red lacquer on the twelve gold-wrapped pillars in the hall.

The hem of the Minister of Rites' court robe was still stained with incense ash from the Taimiao - three days ago he had personally supervised the moving of the Sima family's coffin into a side hall.

"What a great Princess Jincheng!"

Sima Yi Gao suddenly waved his sleeves and swept the secret report off the table. The sheepskin scroll rolled to Cheng Yu's feet and half of it unfolded, revealing four small gold-embroidered characters "Chu-Tang Marriage".

When Prime Minister Cheng Yu bent over to pick up the scroll, he caught a glimpse of the new nine-ring belt around Sima Yi's waist - the dragon-patterned jade belt hook that should have been buried with the late emperor was now glowing an eerie blue.

Wang Dan, the Imperial Censor, suddenly stepped out and said, "I heard that the vanguard of the Chu army has reached Jinyang thirty miles away. If we continue to allow the Tang and Chu to collude..."

Before he finished speaking, Sima Yi suddenly grabbed the bronze ruler on the desk, and the weapon carved with the mythical beast Bi'an flew past Wang Dan's hat and struck the Panlong Pillar, producing sparks.

"Collusion?"

When Sima Yi stood up, the embroidered patterns of the sun, moon and stars on his black robe and purple skirt with twelve patterns actually glowed with phosphorescence.

"How dare they! The Tang Dynasty has already signed the treaty. Does the Emperor of Tang want to break it?"

The soles of his boots rolled over the scattered secret reports, and the golden patterns left cracks in the parchment.

The Junior Official of the Imperial Temple trembled as he held out the tortoise shell: "Last night, the Imperial Temple divined and got the hexagram of 'Ming Yi'. The Lord is covered in dust..."

Before he finished speaking, Sima Yi suddenly burst into laughter, which frightened everyone and they all lowered their heads in silence.

He strode across the hall, his black knee-guard sweeping across the kneeling ministers, and the jade pendants on his waist made a clear sound like breaking ice.

"What a great Ming Yi hexagram!"

Sima Yi suddenly opened the palace door, and at that moment, muffled thunder exploded in the sky. The strong wind and rain extinguished half of the palace lanterns.

"Then let me see if this dusty sun can still shine through the nine-story palace!"

The bluish-white light of lightning reflected on the side of his face, revealing a hint of madness.

At this time, Cheng Yu took the initiative to stand up and saluted: "Your Majesty, the Emperor of Tang has already written a letter in advance to explain this matter!"

"They are just using the marriage to buy time so they can mobilize troops and food supplies."

"Once the Tang Dynasty is fully prepared, it will definitely send troops to assist the Jin State."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Minister of War also stood up and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, the Tang envoy has already mentioned this matter to me. Now the Tang Dynasty is mobilizing the troops of the Jiangnan Road and preparing to go to the State of Jin!"

Seeing this, other ministers echoed: "The Tang Dynasty has already signed the covenant and will not violate it at this critical moment!"

"Yes, and this time the Tang Dynasty notified us in advance!"

"It seems that the Emperor of Tang is preparing for a rainy day and is ready to join forces with the State of Jin to defeat the Chu army!"

No one believed that the Tang Dynasty would join forces with the Chu State at this critical moment.

Sima Yi narrowed his eyes, a hint of amusement flashing across them.

In fact, he didn't believe that Emperor Tang Li Shiming would cooperate with Chu Ning. He pretended to be angry just now just to let the ministers speak out themselves.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Sima Yi nodded slightly and said, "Since everyone thinks that the Tang Dynasty will not betray the Four Nations Alliance in this matter, I am relieved!"

"By the way, how are the arrangements for the coronation ceremony going?"

The Minister of Rites suddenly said in a loud voice: "Your Highness, the nine-feathered crown used in the coronation ceremony has been replaced with the South Sea Night Pearl, and the national treasures buried in the four corners of the Mingtang."

"Everything has been prepared properly, and envoys from various countries have been notified to attend the ceremony tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, heavy rain poured down like a river from the sky and thunder exploded.

Sima Yi, who was about to put on the yellow robe, raised his hand to catch the raindrops splashing from the eaves, and the water marks meandered in his palm.

"Since Chu Ning wants a sky-burning fire, I will let the burning wood ceremony of the coronation ceremony burn half the sky red!"

"Pass the order down, I will ascend the throne tomorrow!"

"Yes!" All the ministers bowed and retreated.

The next day.

The eaves of the nine-story palace were still dripping, but the white marble steps were already covered with Shu brocade.

When Sima Yi stepped onto the altar with the pattern of the sun, moon and stars woven with gold thread, there was a slight crackling sound mixed in with the music - that was the saltpeter powder buried in the four corners of the Mingtang absorbing the morning dew.

"The Tang envoy presented a coral tree and nine luminous pearls!" The voice of the ceremonial officer pierced through the mist.

The envoy from Chang'an brought out a gilded wooden box. The three-foot-high blood coral glowed with a strange red light under the morning sun.

"The Jin envoy presented Wang Xizhi with ten sets of calligraphy and a thousand kilograms of natural treasures!"

As the State of Jin was in a difficult situation, Sima Yi did not care much about the gift sent by Ji Yingjie.

"The Han envoy presents ten hu of saliva and one hundred sets of black armor!" The voice of the ceremonial officer was torn apart by the sudden strong wind.

The moment the Han envoy lifted the brocade, the entire altar was filled with a strange sweet fragrance.

Sparks suddenly burst out from the eternal lamp in the hands of the Taizhu official, igniting the ambergris mixed with saltpeter powder in the cauldron, and the purple-blue flame shot straight into the sky.

"The envoy of Zhou presents the Xuangui and Yubi to congratulate the new king on accepting the Mandate of Heaven!" The Minister of Rites Zhou Fang sang with a trembling voice.

Two eunuchs carried up a rosewood box, in which lay a dark red jade sceptre.

"The envoy from Chu presents a black iron sword and ten pieces of South China Sea shark silk!" The voice of the ceremonial officer suddenly trembled.

The sleeves of Qu Yan, a senior official of the State of Chu, fluttered, and a cold light flashed in all directions the moment the lacquer box was opened.

The "Pojun" sword, which was said to be made of meteorite iron, was covered with snake scale patterns and had blood-red agate embedded in the hilt.

Sima Yi suddenly stood up, and the sound of the jade leaves of the nine-tassel crown rang out, startling the copper bells on the eaves: "The Chu army has seized 300 miles of fertile land from our dynasty, but can they still cultivate the bloody soil of our Great Wei?"

Qu Yan drew out the Pojun Sword with his backhand, and the sound of the sword shattered the offerings on the altar.

The morning light shone through the snake-scale pattern on the sword, casting a spider-web-like shadow on the ground: "My king has said that if the Wei army wants to take back the fertile land, they can rely on their own ability!"

The tip of the sword cut across the white marble floor, revealing the underlying dark red rammed earth amid the flying stone chips.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"Then I will definitely let the Chu army experience what despair is!"

Sima Yi said this three times in a row, and his black robe and purple skirt suddenly rose up, revealing the twelve-chapter patterns that actually revealed strands of golden threads in the sunlight.

The sound of ritual music suddenly became urgent, and the twelve Kui skin drums sounded at the same time.

Zhou Fang, the Minister of Rites, shouted: "The auspicious time has arrived!"

Seventy-two boys and girls holding torches poured out of the hall. The moment the flames touched the saltpeter powder, the entire altar was suddenly filled with green flames.

The envoys from various countries retreated in panic, only Qu Yan stood in the fire and laughed: "What a good way to burn wood to offer sacrifice to the heaven! I wonder if the King of Wei is burning the foundation of his ancestors or the bones of his soldiers?"

The flames suddenly turned red, and the smoke condensed into the shape of a tiger in the air.

Sima Yi's Chengtian crown glowed with golden light in the heat wave, and in his hand, he had a bronze axe engraved with a star map:

"Remember what you said today. When I take back the cities and lands that belong to Wei, I will announce it to the world!"

"is it?"

Qu Yan smiled contemptuously: "My Chu State is waiting for the three axes of the new emperor of Wei State!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left.

He must immediately inform Chu Ning of Sima Yi's ascension to the throne!