Wei Zhongxian suddenly knelt down in front of the third prince Li Rui, which made him a little flattered.
Although Li Rui is also a prince, there is a gap between the prince and the prince.
Especially as a prince who was born of a maid, he was neither favored by his father nor supported by his mother-in-law. Even though he was a prince, he was still secretly unpopular with the officials and even the eunuchs and maids in the palace.
Therefore, the third prince understood and thought clearly early on, knowing that the throne was not destined for him at all, so he began to lie down very early and enjoy a lifetime of glory as a prince.
Now Wei Zhongxian's kneeling immediately caused a different ripple in Li Rui's heart.
After the first one kowtows, there will be a second one, a third one, a fourth one...
The number of courtiers who knelt down in the last step was not large, no more than ten.
Most of these people were thinking to themselves: "How come I reacted so slowly that I actually let the eunuch get there first?"
Before the eldest prince could question it, the second prince Li Xian shouted out: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! This must be a false edict!"
After hearing this, some other courtiers who followed Wei Zhongxian to express their loyalty to the third prince Li Rui didn't know what to do for a while. Now they only feel that kneeling is not a matter of not kneeling.
The treacherous prime minister Yan Song knelt down when he saw Wei Zhongxian being so decisive, and felt that there was something fishy in it, so he also asked Cai Yuanmao: "Cai Shangshu, take a closer look, is this his majesty's handwriting?"
Wei Zhongxian, who knelt down in front of the third prince, felt his heart skip a beat and couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
"Damn it, they won't be able to see the edict that Lord Zhou brought this week! Are the skills of his subordinates good enough?"
But now that the arrow on the string has been fired, Wei Zhongxian can only take one step at a time.
Cai Yuanmao almost put his face on the brocade silk and carefully observed the handwriting. After a moment, he replied firmly: "I have been with Your Majesty for so many years. This brocade silk is indeed written by His Majesty himself. There will be no Fake!"
After that, Cai Shangshu handed the edict in his hand to Yan Song, the traitorous prime minister.
Yan Song also took the imperial edict and examined it carefully. After reading for a while, Yan Song could not see any clues in it, so he passed the edict to other veterans for viewing.
After reading the words in the edict, the other ministers nodded and confirmed.
"Yes, this is exactly what the late Emperor wrote in his own handwriting. It cannot be fake!"
"That's right, only His Majesty's curved strokes can be written like that."
...
Wei Zhongxian couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that none of the old ministers had noticed the clues.
Although many veterans concluded that the edict was indeed written by Li Xuanji, they did not kneel down on the spot. Instead, they waited and watched Yan Song's actions.
Above the court, the other seven adult princes, led by the second prince Li Xian, shouted loudly on the spot: "Fake edicts, they are all fake edicts!"
"How could my father pass the throne to the third child, a loser with no ability at all? It's really ridiculous."
Even the eldest prince looked livid as he took the edict coldly and stared at it, as if he wanted to burn the edict with his burning gaze.
Yan Song, who had been hesitating beside him, was also awakened by the second prince's words of 'trash'.
"Yes, if this good-for-nothing third prince ascends the throne, wouldn't he be even more at my mercy?"
When he thought of this, Yan Song immediately said to the second prince: "Please be cautious, second prince. Now the reason why the former emperor passed the throne to the third prince is probably because the third prince has the same kind and honest character as himself!"
After saying that, Yan Song quickly walked forward and knelt down next to the third prince Li Rui, and kowtowed like Wei Zhongxian: "I kowtow to your majesty, long live your majesty."
His own father knelt down, and Yan Kuan followed closely behind.
The other ministers in the main hall also kowtowed and knelt down after them.
At this moment, the third prince Li Rui looked at the ministers kneeling in front of him, and he didn't know how happy he was.
However, since ancient times, there has been a high degree of affection in helping people when they need it, so the third prince Li Rui was deeply impressed by Wei Zhongxian and his party who were the first to kneel down to him.
Li Rui secretly thought to himself: "These people are all ministers of Conglong. I will never treat them badly in the future!"
Some were happy and some were sad, while the eldest prince Li Yong and the second prince Li Xian waved their sleeves and robes angrily and left the hall angrily.
The eldest prince and the second prince both believed that even if their father did not pass the throne to themselves, they could only pass it to each other.
But now, for the first time, the throne has been passed on to the third child, who is neither loved by his father nor his mother. This is something neither of them can accept.
Not only that, in the eyes of the eldest prince and the second prince, their third brother was better than them in every aspect except eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling. The throne would rather go to the eldest (second oldest) than to the third oldest.
In their view, the succession of the third child to the throne will definitely bring disaster to the country and the people, and bring chaos to the Chen Kingdom.
After the second prince returned home, he ignored his father's funeral and ran back to his Jiangnan fiefdom with his family and servants that night.
As for the eldest prince, because he had not been able to see his mother during this period, and the emperor died, he still cared about filial piety, so he did not leave the capital as soon as the third prince was crowned queen by all the officials like his second brother. The territory of Yizhou, southwest of my grandfather.
After the ministers came down to the palace, Yan Song immediately found Wei Zhongxian.
"Eunuch Wei, how did your Majesty die?"
Wei Zhongxian's eyes flickered and he kept dodging, which made Yan Song even more certain that the death of Emperor Li Xuanji was very strange.
So he continued to ask: "Speak quickly, otherwise I will make the news of your murder of His Majesty known to the public."
Wei Zhongxian begged again and again: "Your Majesty, your Majesty is really not the one who was killed by our family. Your Majesty... Your Majesty, he..."
Yan Song scolded and glared, and Wei Zhongxian was immediately frightened and spoke slowly.
Wei Zhongxian quietly leaned over and murmured in Yan Song's ear: "Actually, after taking five aphrodisiacs tonight, His Majesty was so excited that he was frightened to death by the sudden intrusion of the Queen."
"What about the brocade box behind Zhengdaguangbian?" Yan Song continued to ask.
But at this moment, Wei Zhongxian insisted that the brocade box was written by Li Xuanji himself and there was no forgery.
After all, no one in the court saw the flaw in the imperial edict, so Wei Zhongxian would naturally not expose himself.
But what kind of person is Yan Song? After hearing what Wei Zhongxian said, he didn't bother anymore and just took his son outside the palace.
Watching the treacherous prime minister Yan Song leave, Wei Zhongxian couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed in his heart: "I guess I got it over with this time. Fortunately, Mr. Zhou reminded me to do seven things when facing Yan Song." One part false and one part true.”
