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

"boom!"

Inside the post house.

Pei Yanzhi slapped the rosewood table with his palm, causing the teacup to jump up and the scalding hot tea to splash onto the precious Persian carpet, instantly leaving a dark mark.

"Chu Ning, you are going too far!"

His hair and beard stood on end, his face flushed crimson, and veins popped out on his forehead: "How dare you tease us, the great scholars of the Three Kingdoms, like this!"

Sima Hui was furious. He grabbed the blue and white porcelain vase on the table and smashed it against the wall.

"crash"

With a crisp sound, the priceless antique instantly turned into fragments all over the ground.

Still not satisfied, he kicked over the rosewood screen beside him, tearing the landscape painting on the screen into two pieces.

"Jia Yu is such a sinister villain!"

Sima Hui gritted his teeth, his voice hoarse: "They've clearly been lying in ambush there, just waiting to see us make a fool of ourselves!"

A great scholar was caught by the Embroidered Uniform Guard when he was sneaking out of the inn. If this news gets out, his reputation will be ruined!

This incident was a great shame and humiliation for these great scholars.

Cui Gaoxuan was relatively calm, but there was also a raging anger in his eyes.

He tore down the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall and tore them into pieces. Those were authentic works of famous artists from previous dynasties that he had carefully collected and always carried with him.

"Chu Ning is trying to kill us!"

His fingers trembled as he tore the calligraphy and painting into pieces, and the snow-white rice paper fell like snowflakes.

The inn was in a mess.

The three great scholars, like mad beasts, poured out their anger on the furnishings in the room.

No one was spared, including precious porcelain, exquisite ornaments, and valuable calligraphy and paintings.

The servants hid outside the door in fear, not daring to approach.

"We are here on orders from the Emperor of the Three Kingdoms!"

Pei Yanzhi kicked over the table and roared breathlessly, "How dare Chu Ning treat the envoy like this? It's simply lawless!"

After venting their anger for about half an hour, the three of them finally collapsed in exhaustion in the mess.

Sima Hui's official robe was soaked with tea, Cui Gaoxuan's hair crown was askew, and Pei Yanzhi's beard was stained with porcelain fragments.

Such great scholars were forced into this state by two little devils; their inner anger reached its peak!

But no matter how angry they were, they still had to find a way to complete the task assigned by their emperor.

"What should we do now?"

Cui Gaoxuan asked in a hoarse voice, "The Jinyiwei have surrounded the post station so tightly that our people can't get out at all."

Pei Yanzhi's eyes flashed with ruthlessness: "Since we can't get out, then we'll do it ourselves!"

He lowered his voice and said, "Don't forget, the Scorpion Emissary Gongsun Yi has agreed to cooperate with us."

Sima Hui's eyes lit up: "Yes! On the day of the coronation ceremony, the four of us will jointly launch an uprising. Even if we can't stop Chu Ning from ascending the throne, we must let the world see his true face!"

"That's it!"

Cui Gaoxuan slammed the table and said, "Anyway, Gongsun Yi has already agreed to join us in the fight. The three of us plus Gongsun Yi still have a good chance of winning."

The three of them looked at each other, their eyes full of determination.

Outside the window, the cold wind howled, as if foreshadowing the coming storm.

At the same time, deep in the East Palace, incense was curling in the warm room.

Chu Ning lazily got up from the quilt, his muscular upper body exposed in the morning light.

He turned around to glance at Wu Zhao lying on the bed. Her majesty's black hair was disheveled, her eyes were half-closed, and her snow-white shoulders were exposed outside the quilt, shining like pearls in the morning light.

"If it weren't for the morning court, I really wouldn't want to get up."

Chu Ning leaned over and kissed Wu Zhao on the forehead, his voice low and hoarse with satisfaction.

Wu Zhao raised the corner of her mouth slightly, stretched out her jade finger and tapped his chest: "Alright, stop pretending in front of me."

She turned over lazily, and the quilt slipped off, revealing the graceful curve of her back.

"The coronation ceremony will be held in nine days. You should check the procedures."

Chu Ning chuckled and said as he put on his clothes, "Your Majesty is right."

He fastened his jade belt and suddenly said seriously, "By the way, those three old guys..."

"rest assured!"

Wu Zetian interrupted him, a sharp glint in her eyes: "I have ordered people to keep a close eye on them, they can't cause any trouble."

The two of them talked in low voices for a while before Chu Ning finished getting ready and pushed the door open to walk out.

Outside the door, Zhao Yu had been waiting for a long time.

"Your Highness, Lord Jia requests an audience." Zhao Yu bowed.

Chu Ning nodded slightly: "Let him go to the Golden Throne Hall with me."

The palace road was covered with fresh snow in the morning light, and Chu Ning's dragon-patterned boots made crisp sounds when he stepped on it.

Jia Yu quickly followed and whispered:

"Your Highness, everything is as you expected. Sima Hui and his two companions attempted to escape from the posthouse by climbing over the wall at 11:00 AM, but were intercepted by this humble official."

Chu Ning raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Three old bastards, if it weren't for the fact that I am about to ascend the throne, how could I allow them to be so presumptuous!"

A cold light flashed in his eyes: "If they dare to act rashly during the ceremony, it will give me a reason to kill them."

Jia Yu understood and added, "I have already sent more people. We have people inside and outside the posthouse. Not even a fly can fly out."

"very good."

Chu Ning nodded with satisfaction: "The coronation ceremony cannot afford to fail."

After turning a palace wall, the Golden Palace is already in sight.

Chu Ning straightened his clothes and strode forward.

"Welcome Your Royal Highness!"

Following the eunuch's shrill "yes", all the civil and military officials in the court knelt down in worship.

Chu Ning walked steadily up the steps and sat down on the prince's seat next to the dragon throne.

"Everyone is safe."

Minister of Rites Deng Hongwen was the first to step forward: "Your Highness, all preparations for the coronation ceremony have been completed."

Chu Ning nodded slightly: "Tell me in detail."

Deng Hongwen unfolded the jade tablet in his hand and said in a clear voice, "The ceremony will begin at the hour of Chen. First, Your Majesty will ride the dragon chariot from the Qianqing Palace, pass through the Meridian Gate and enter the Hall of Supreme Harmony. At that time, Your Highness will kneel outside the hall to greet him."

He paused, then continued, "After Your Majesty enters the palace, he will personally present the Imperial Seal and the Dragon Robe. Your Majesty will be required to kneel three times and kowtow nine times before officially accepting the throne."

Chu Ning's eyes were burning: "How are the arrangements for the envoys from various countries?"

"According to etiquette, Her Majesty the Empress of the Great Zhou sits first, followed by the envoys from the Tang, Han, and Wei kingdoms."

Deng Hongwen replied respectfully, "The Scorpion Clan's envoy, Gongsun Yi, is a barbarian and is therefore placed last."

Chu Ning nodded with satisfaction: "The Empress of the Great Zhou Dynasty is here in person, so she should be treated with special courtesy."

He looked around at his ministers and said, "The enthronement ceremony concerns the state system. The Ministry of Rites must strictly supervise it and not allow the slightest mistake."

"I obey your order!" Deng Hongwen bowed deeply.

Chu Ning also asked about details such as the deployment of the imperial guards and ceremonial preparations to ensure that everything was foolproof.

The court meeting lasted for a full hour and ended only at noon.

"Retreat!"

Following the eunuch's shouting, Chu Ning stood up and left his seat.

He stood on the steps, looking at the bright sunshine outside the hall, with a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes.

Nine days later, he will officially rule the world.

And those three old men...

If anyone dared to act rashly during the ceremony, he wouldn't mind using their blood as a sacrifice.

Just in case, he decided to strike first!