The audience was chattering away, and they could see that Yang Jian's success was not accidental, but inevitable.
This huge family power behind him is the foundation for Yang Jian to win the world!
Obviously, the audience has already figured it out.
Yang Jian is definitely a powerful official usurping the throne!
The video screen continues to play.
Yang Jian's official career was prosperous and he rose through the ranks.
At the age of nineteen, he became the governor of Suizhou with real power.
At the age of twenty-one, he married Dugu Jialuo, the seventh daughter of the powerful minister Dugu Xin.
Yang Jian's position has become more and more stable, and his life has been rising step by step like a cheat.
Later, he also married his daughter Yang Lihua to Emperor Yu Wenyun of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.
Yuwen Yun was mediocre, addicted to women, and unwilling to make progress. Less than a year after ascending to the throne, he abdicated the throne to his seven-year-old son Yuwen Chan.
In March of the second year of the Elephant Year, Yu Wenyun's body was hollowed out by wine and sex, and he died.
In the same year, the young Yuwen Chan began to govern the government, and appointed his grandfather Yang Jian as the prime minister of the left, supervising the military affairs, and was granted the title of Sui Wang in Jin Dynasty.
"Long live my emperor!"
The ministers knelt down to worship Yu Wenchan, who had just ascended the throne, with respectful expressions. They did not dare to be negligent, nor did they dare to raise their heads to look at Yu Wenchan.
But there was only one person whose performance seemed to stand out from the crowd.
This person was Yang Jian, and he actually didn't even do any other etiquette like kneeling down.
It seemed that he regarded those cumbersome etiquette as nothing.
Today, Yang Jian looks more mature and is thirty-nine years old. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Yu Wenchan without fear.
"All the ministers are of equal status."
The young new emperor Yuwen Chan said in a milky voice.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
The ministers responded.
"When there is something to do, we will start to act, but when there is nothing to do, we will retreat."
Yu Wenchan spoke, and his eyes glanced at his grandfather Yang Jian inadvertently.
His grandfather made the young Yu Wenchan feel inexplicably scared.
For a while, the ministers were very quiet and did not speak.
Now, who doesn’t know.
As a relative of the emperor and his majesty's maternal grandfather, Yang Jian's power also spread throughout the Northern Zhou Dynasty.
Therefore, this Northern Zhou Dynasty belongs to Yang Jian!
"Your Majesty, I have this memorial."
Yang Jian said.
"My dear, what's the matter?"
Yuwen Chan asked.
"Your Majesty, in order to protect the safety of the capital, the capital's garrison should be handed over to me."
Yang Jian spoke word by word, and the words he spoke were also very resounding.
moment.
The ministers were silent, their eyes tightened, and they were all shocked by Yang Jian's straightforward ambition.
Yang Jian wants to control the entire court!
If this forbidden army is controlled by Yang Jian, then...
The ministers were extremely anxious, but no one dared to stand up and sing the opposite.
"That's right."
Yu Wenchan replied readily.
His answer also made everyone watching the video a little angry.
"Hunjun! This is Hunjun!"
"How can you agree to Yang Jian's request?"
"You can't blame Yu Wenchan, he is just a child!"
"In such a large court, not even a single official dares to stand up and speak!"
…
Everyone sighed for this Northern Zhou emperor Yu Wenchan.
They can even imagine it.
Yu Wenchan is destined to be the last emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty!
At this time, the video screen flashed crazily.
Yang Jian, who became the prime minister, began to use his power to eliminate dissidents and gradually emptied the Yuwen family.
It seemed that the entire Northern Zhou Dynasty was about to have the surname Yang instead of Yuwen.
On this day, the court meeting was held again.
All they discussed were trivial matters.
"I want to announce something."
Suddenly, a serious look appeared on Yu Wenchan's innocent little face.
The entire hall fell into silence.
The ministers all pricked up their ears and were very curious about what His Majesty was going to announce.
"I am too young to be the emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. And my grandfather Yang Jian has outstanding talents and abilities. I have decided..."
Yu Wenchan's expression was serious.
Hearing his words, the ministers were almost stunned.
Is Your Majesty going to abdicate the throne?
this……
For a time, the ministers had mixed emotions.
Yang Jian's eyes lit up, but he quickly stood up and expressed his stance.
"No, no, your Majesty is suitable to be the Emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty!"
Yang Jian stepped forward with a loud and powerful voice.
The faces of the audience were somewhat unnatural.
"Yang Jian clearly wants to be the emperor, but he still pretends not to agree. This..."
The video screen flashed again.
This time, Yang Jian traveled with Yuwen Chan and some courtiers, and they hunted prey while playing.
Yu Wenchan's hunting ability is quite unsatisfactory.
Actually, a dozen feathered arrows flew away without hitting a single prey.
"Your Majesty, hunting cannot be rushed."
With a smile on his face, Yang Jian took the bow and arrow and attached it to the arrow.
"call out!"
He narrowed his eyes slightly and aimed at his prey.
An arrow flew away!
He hit a hare running around in the grass on the spot. The hare twitched several times and died.
"Even with this shooting skill, I'm not as good as my grandfather."
Yu Wenchan looked disappointed, shook his head and sighed.
"Your Majesty, I am just proficient in this shooting skill. If your Majesty is proficient, you can hit the target with every shot."
Yang Jian smiled.
"I don't have the ability to cure this world. If you leave this world to my grandfather, you will definitely..."
Yuwen Chan once again wanted to give up his throne to Zen.
"No, it must not be done. How will the people of the world view this talented minister? I will never be a traitor who plots to usurp the throne!"
Yang Jian looked anxious and quickly shook his head to reject Yu Wenchan's words.
The expressions of the audience who saw this scene were a little unnatural.
"Come back, this is the second time. Do you really have to abdicate three times before accepting the throne?"
"No wonder it is said that the most changeable person in the world is Yang Jian. This is simply the throne given to him!"
"It's so easy to ascend to the throne of God without spending a single soldier!"
"However, Yang Jian's talents can also be seen. He has manipulated the entire Northern Zhou Dynasty by himself. This is not an ordinary powerful minister. This is a powerful minister who is above ten thousand people!"
…
The video screen flashed again.
In the court hall of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, officials gathered.
Yuwen Chan praised Yang Jian again.
All the ministers also had a premonition in their hearts.
Yu Wenchan wanted to abdicate the throne again.
Sure enough, it was as expected.
"I am young and have no talent or talent. Being the Northern Zhou Emperor is not worthy of my name and will only make the people of the world live in dire straits. My maternal grandfather should sit on the Northern Zhou throne."
Yu Wenchan spoke in a resounding tone.
"Your Majesty, how could I do this! How could I do this! This is absolutely impossible!"
Yang Jian spoke quickly, also showing a very fearful and uneasy expression.
