Dong dong dong...

The sound of the bells was ringing continuously, coming from Chengtian Gate and could be clearly heard throughout the capital.

The sound of this bell comes from the court bell outside Fengtian Hall.

Originally, this thing was used to summon officials to the court.

At this moment, the disheveled King Xin stood outside the Fengtian Hall, which had been roughly repaired, pushing the bell pillar with his hand, hitting the court bell again and again.

Beside him, kneeling eunuchs Wang Dabaner and Hokusai.

Originally, whenever the bell rang, all civil and military officials would enter the palace through Chengtian Gate and head towards Fengtian Hall.

But at this moment, the bell has rang nine times, and not a single ghost can be seen on the empty dragon road.

Civil officials are missing, military generals are not attending court...

King Xin had no intention of stopping, and the bell kept ringing.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!

Eunuch Wang lay prone on the ground and couldn't stop swallowing.

Although Hokusai was also kneeling, there was no trace of sadness or joy on his cheeks covered by gauze.

The bell sounded fifteen times in a row...

King Xin rose again and held the bell, but this time he couldn't let it fall for a long time.

During the Great Qian Dynasty, except for rebellious ministers and traitors like Zhu Wuli, there were a total of fifteen emperors.

And he previously thought that he would be the 16th monarch of Daqian.

In fact, although he put on the dragon robe and sat on the dragon throne, he didn't even have time to tell the world, so naturally he couldn't be justified.

But even so, he is actually the king of the Zhu royal family who has subjugated his country!!

"What else can I do to meet my ancestors?"

After all, King Xin did not ring the last bell.

But after the bell fell, it gently hit the court bell and made a low, almost undetectable sound...

"master!!"

Eunuch Wang heard the death wish in King Xin's tone and raised his head instantly.

Hokusai's expression also changed, and he looked at the royal heir who had outlined an infinite blueprint for her.

"It's not considered disloyal for you to just leave. Let's live in peace with our destiny!"

King Xin waved his sleeves and walked around the Fengtian Hall in vain, heading towards the Jingshan Mountain behind the palace.

"This slave has been following his master since he was a child. Without his master, what's the point of living as a slave?"

Eunuch Wang stood up, with a calm smile on his face, and he bowed and followed King Xin unhurriedly.

Hokusai kowtowed to King Nobu, then turned and left the palace...

…

When the palace bell rang for the fifteenth time, Jiang Yuyan's dragon chase had already arrived outside Chengtian Gate.

The fifteen ringing of the court bell made all the civil and military officials break out in cold sweat.

There are more than tens of millions of living beings in the world, and those who can enter the one-third of an acre of Fengtian Temple, except for some nobles who rely on the shadow of their ancestors, are all selected from the human spirit.

They all knew what the fifteen bells meant.

The dragon chase stopped, but Jiang Yuyan did not get out of the chase. Instead, she just sat in the dragon chase. No one knew what the new emperor was thinking.

Zhang Wei, who was standing at the front of the hundred officials, winked at the Heavenly Official of the Ministry of Rites behind him after the bell sounded.

Yang Yi, the Minister of Rites, understood what his mentor meant, and immediately stumbled away from the officials, came to the front of the officials, knelt down with a plop, and cried heartbreakingly.

All the officials were shocked.

Now that the dynasty has changed and the new emperor has succeeded to the throne, Yang Yi, the Heavenly Official of the Ministry of Rites, is usually such a smart person, but why is he so confused at this time?

The scheming Zhang Wei looked at Zhao Yu, An Jianqing and others on both sides of Long Chu.

Seeing that there was no change in the expressions of these people, he walked out of the ranks of officials, knelt in front of Yang Yi, and kowtowed three times to Chengtian Gate.

After kowtowing, Zhang Wei stood up and scolded Yang Yi, who was crying with snot and tears.

Yang Yi knew that the play was almost over at this point, so he resigned and stood up, following Zhang Wei back to the ranks of officials.

When things came to this point, the civil servants among the hundreds of officials reacted.

Zhang Wei...what a mature old fox!!

This truth couldn't be simpler.

No matter it is a new emperor or an old dynasty, it is better to be loyal than to act according to the changing circumstances, right?

Before the new dynasty was established, the old master was buried in heaven.

These civil and military ministers who claim to be loyal ministers and filial sons have no intention of crying. What does this mean?

To the new emperor, they are nothing more than fagots swaying in the wind.

"Show off in the Fengtian Palace!"

Just when the ministers were thinking about making amends, Yao Yue, who was standing on Long Zhu's side, had already opened her mouth to convey the new emperor's will.

Long Chu walked forward slowly. Zhang Wei and Yang Yi, who were among the hundreds of officials behind him, looked at each other and smiled.

…

Outside the Fengtian Hall, Jiang Yuyan was dressed in a dragon robe and walked towards the Fengtian Hall, which already had an outline.

Following beside him were Lian Xing and Yao Yue.

These two people are unfair to say the least. The dignified master of the Yihua Palace is also a ruthless character who is feared by the people in the world.

It's a pity that after rushing into Zhao Yu's courtyard, he never went out again.

But having said that, the saying that good and evil depend on each other is absolutely correct.

If they hadn't stayed in Zhao Yu's house by mistake, how could they have become the new emperor's personal attendants now?

The status and power held by this seemingly unofficial servant are much more powerful than those of a small Yihua Palace!

Step by step, Jiang Yuyan walked steadily up the white jade steps, and then came to the court bell.

Half an hour ago, King Xin rang the last bell of the Daqian Dynasty here.

Jiang Yuyan looked at the Chao Zhong in front of her, and stretched out her hand to catch the Zhong Zhu with an expressionless face.

Boom!!

A loud sound of bells resounded through the imperial city again.

Unlike King Xin who was alone, when the court bell rang, at the steps outside Fengtian Hall, General Wencheng knelt down and worshiped on the ground one after another!

"Your Majesty, long live our emperor..."

Jiang Yuyan, who was wearing a dragon robe, turned around, her eyes fell on the kneeling officials and then looked into the distance.

At the end of the dragon path, Zhao Yu and Erha stood there alone.

Zhao Yu seemed to have noticed Jiang Yuyan's gaze, and smiled and waved his hand.

Jiang Yuyan seemed to understand, she held up her long sleeves and said loudly: "Everyone is standing straight..."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

All the officials kowtowed again, and then starting with Zhang Wei, the chief minister of the cabinet, they gradually stood up.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yu's brows couldn't help but jump.

Looking at Jiang Yuyan, who was calmly facing all the officials at this moment, Zhao Yu understood in his heart.

Some people do certain things, and that's really their destiny.

No one would connect the woman in dragon robe standing outside Fengtian Hall with the girl who was in Huixian Yaxu back then.

The only thing that makes Zhao Yu feel uncomfortable now is that as long as Jiang Yuyan wears a dragon robe, his heart will pound.

Although he understood that even if Jiang Yuyan became Emperor Yan now, he would not be able to threaten his life.

But some fear is engraved in my bones...

"Let's go."

Zhao Yu turned around and walked towards the direction of Chengtian Gate.

Erha behind him was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously asked: "Where are you going?"
Chapter completed!