49. Find the little national master back

Style: Girl Author: Ten People in the Bamboo ForestWords: 2110Update Time: 24/02/20 15:25:08
But thinking about it, Duan Qianjun had already taken over the power when she and Rong Qin were still unknown people. Even though he had been at Qianfo Mountain for a long time, his status could not be ignored.

It is precisely because of this that Rong Qin urgently wants Jiang Fengchuan to complete the throne before the Queen Mother returns. Otherwise, when the Queen Mother returns to the palace, no one will be able to do anything to Duan Qianjun.

"Duan Qianjun, you are so presumptuous!" When Jiang Fengchuan heard this, his veins suddenly popped out. He suddenly pulled out the sword of the guard beside him, and in a flash, he came to Duan Qianjun and put the sword on his neck: "I will kill you!"

At the same time, several Qian Ling Guards also rushed out from behind Duan Qianjun, surrounded Jiang Fengchuan, and were ready to attack.

The scene was tense for a moment, and Pei Qi frowned and swallowed back the words that were brewing in his mouth.

If she guessed correctly, there was already a heavy siege outside this palace banquet. Rong Qin would not fight an unprepared battle. Duan Qianjun would definitely not gain anything by fighting Jiang Fengchuan here.

Pei Qi was thinking about how to stop Jiang Fengchuan, but the next second, Duan Qianjun raised his hand to signal Qian Lingwei to retreat.

He stretched out two slender fingers and lightly clamped Jiang Fengchuan's sword blade. With a little force on his hand, the blade was broken by him with a "ding" sound and fell to the ground.

As if he didn't think the fire was big enough, Duan Qianjun waved away the broken sword with one palm, and looked directly into Jiang Fengchuan's eyes: "Is it just you who kills me? Don't say that your blood, Jiang Fengchuan, is not right, even if you He is really born in the imperial palace, so whether he can be the emperor or not, he has to ask for his opinion."

"What's your opinion? Duan Qianjun, don't take yourself too seriously!" Jiang Fengchuan was furious. The sword in his hand pressed hard against Duan Qianjun's neck, and he roared angrily at him: "I am the supervisor of the country, Dasheng." Is it not that I have the final say on everything up and down? It doesn’t matter that I listen to your so-called opinions. If you don’t want to listen, why should I take you seriously?”

"You are just relying on the immortal talent of the Queen Mother to stand here. Do you really think that you can cover the sky with one hand? If I want to ascend the throne today and become the new emperor of Dasheng, how can you, Duan Qianjun, help me? what!?"

Seeing Jiang Fengchuan on the verge of rage, the officials held their breaths and did not even dare to take a breath. Everyone had different thoughts and wondered what consequences Duan Qianjun would have.

But looking at Duan Qianjun himself, he evoked a smile that showed no fear.

A mere foolish python is worthy of being called a dragon.

"enough!"

Just when the situation was at a stalemate, a slender figure suddenly stood up from the place ignored by everyone, interrupting the confrontation between the two, "None of you can be the emperor today!"

Jiang Yuelian walked up with her skirt in hand and stopped in front of Jiang Fengchuan, putting a little distance between him and Duan Qianjun to prevent any fistfight between the two.

Her words were shouted, but there was still an extreme tenderness in her eyes that could not be ignored.

"Sister Huang, do you want to get involved too?" Jiang Fengchuan snorted coldly, suppressed his anger, and turned away with disdain.

"otherwise."

Jiang Yuelian was not annoyed, turned around and pushed Duan Qianjun back to his seat, his tone even more lukewarm: "You know my dear sister, I don't have much ability, I just want to be a delicate flower in the greenhouse who doesn't understand the world, in this world Disputes have always been your men’s business and have nothing to do with me.”

"Actually, at this time, I should be listening to songs, writing, bathing and changing clothes in my princess mansion, and getting ready for bed. I shouldn't be here."

"It's just...Sister Huang, there is something here. I think not only you, third brother, but everyone here will be very interested."

Seeing this, Rong Qin couldn't help frowning.

Why did Jiang Yuelian jump out at this time?

Something's wrong...

He seemed to remember that on the day the prince ascended the throne, he remembered that a guard in royal robes ran into the eldest princess' mansion.

Could it be...

She must have something in her hand.

Thinking of this, Rong Qin glanced over with a sharp glance: "I'm afraid the princess has no right to interfere with the affairs of the court..."

"Master Rong, are you afraid?"

Before Rong Qin could finish speaking, Jiang Yuelian interrupted him.

Her innate nobility and elegance made her in no way inferior even in front of Rong Qin, who dominated the world.

Pei Qi couldn't help but secretly gave her a thumbs up.

Who said that the eldest princess of Dasheng was weak and could be bullied, just a little woman who was always in trouble? It's really blind.

Even Duan Qianjun, who was pushed back to his seat without any reason, couldn't help but be a little surprised, and carefully looked at this delicate beauty who had never been in contact with her before.

"Master Rong, you might as well ask the princess to take out the things in her hands first, and then rush people back." Pei Qi simply stopped sitting and simply regarded Jiang Lingfeng as a wall, piling more than half of his weight on it. He had his arms folded, giving up Rong Qin's plan.

The thing in the hands of the eldest princess is very important, and Rong Qin cannot be allowed to succeed.

Seeing Pei Qi come up and interrupt, Rong Qin lowered his eyes displeased and winked secretly at Jiang Fengchuan.

It probably means...

If things go wrong, no matter the cost.

I saw Jiang Yuelian taking a package from the maid's hand. She slowly opened the package in full view of everyone. The bright yellow scroll was lying there quietly.

This was clearly just a dead object, but it was enough to change the expressions of everyone present.

Holding the imperial edict in her hand, she approached the side of the dragon chair on the high platform and faced the ministers, and suddenly unfolded the imperial edict, which made people bow their heads in awe.

The tone was gentle, but sonorous and powerful: "This is my father's second posthumous edict."

"The late emperor has an order. If there is a change in the crown prince's accession to the throne, the selection of the new emperor should be discussed by Youxiang Rongqin and the national preceptor Pei Qi. The two are indispensable, and they must be consistent in their opinions. Others...regardless of their status, regardless of their merits, No interference, no disobedience.”

"If you want to choose a new king, I'm afraid you will have to put in some effort to find the little national master."

As soon as these words came out, the ministers who had knelt on the ground because of the release of the imperial edict became even more excited.

If this edict is true, then it will be even more difficult for Jiang Fengchuan to not only ascend the throne, but also to serve as a superintendent of the country.

Everyone thought that the Imperial Preceptor had become a criminal and was now running for her life all over the world. How could they have imagined that such a posthumous edict would suddenly appear and make her the person with the most say in choosing the monarch again?

Not to mention that Rong Qin couldn't find Pei Qi now despite all his efforts, so what if he did?

Pei Qi supported the crown prince, and more than once explicitly hinted that Jiang Fengchuan could not be the emperor's candidate. He was even more outspoken about Jiang Fengchuan's cruel and violent character. Even if Pei Qi was in the hall now, he would definitely not agree to Jiang Fengchuan's ascension to the throne. .

What's more, who among the courtiers present knows about the incompatible relationship between Pei Qi and Rong Qin?

It was only in front of the late emperor that the tone of these two people's conversations would soften slightly...