bookcurios Chapter 151 Where Are You From?
Chapter 151 Where Are You From?
Chapter 151 Where Are You From?
Minister Jiang laughed. Many people thought that Minister Jiang was crazy and that he was a supporter of the new emperor. So when he read the late emperor's will, he deliberately read it wrong in order to save face for the new emperor.
But this behavior is a serious crime punishable by death, and even Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Wanting became nervous.
But Jiang Feng was not nervous. He turned the will over and said loudly to everyone in the hall, "Look carefully, I did not misread a single word. The throne is passed to the seventh son. This is clearly written in the late emperor's will. You can come forward to identify whether it is the handwriting of the late emperor, or ask the people who went with me to get the will, and ask them whether this will was taken from behind the luminous bead in Chengguang Hall."
Queen Mother Li rushed over first, staring at the will in Jiang Feng's hand, her face becoming increasingly ugly. The Regent also went there, stumbling and almost tripping over the jade steps. He looked at it more carefully than Queen Mother Li, and even reached out to snatch the will and put it under his nose for a closer inspection.
But no matter how I looked at it, I couldn't see anything wrong with it. The name written on it was just "Quan Qingcheng".
This is undoubtedly the handwriting of the late emperor. It is also stamped with the imperial seal of the Northern Qi Dynasty, and every word and sentence is flawless.
The regent's face turned pale, and he kept muttering, "This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
Jiang Feng snorted coldly, "Uncle Regent, you were the ones who wanted to see the will. Now you have heard it and seen it. Why can't you accept the reality? It is written clearly here. We, the ministers, can tell the handwriting of the late emperor at a glance. Are you going to argue that this will is fake?"
The Guiyue envoy also came forward and took advantage of the regent's raised hand to look at the will. After looking at it for a while, his eyebrows knitted together. The will was real. Even though he was a Guiyue person, he could tell whether it was real or fake.
What's more, there is the Northern Qi imperial seal stamped on it, and the place where the will was placed was also pointed out by Empress Dowager Li. So many people went there, from all factions, and Jiang Feng had no chance of changing it.
Could it be that the late emperor really had pointed to the Seventh Prince as the successor? Wouldn't the Sixth Prince, the legitimate prince whom Guiyue had been flattering for so many years, become a joke? Would all the efforts that Guiyue had made on the Sixth Prince over the years have been in vain?
Many more ministers came forward to take a look, and in the end, people simply lined up and came forward one by one to carefully examine the will. After all the court officials had finished examining it, the sons of the late emperor also came forward, and Quan Qingcheng also came forward.
No one can question whether this will is fake, because it is real, absolutely true.
The regent's hand holding the edict began to tremble. The Sixth Prince supported him and called softly, "Uncle." The regent quickly came back to his senses, sweat oozing out of his forehead.
Queen Mother Li cried out, "You are a mute, how could he pass the throne to you?" Then she looked at Queen Mother Yu and pointed her finger, "It must be you, a witch, who forced the late emperor to pass the throne to your son. This edict must have been written under your coercion, so it doesn't count! I am the queen, and only my son is worthy of sitting on the throne of the Northern Qi emperor!"
Queen Mother Yu looked at her with wide eyes, aggrieved and angry: "The late emperor has been ill for many years, and it is true that I have been taking care of him by his bedside, but why has it always been me and not others? It is because you are all busy planning for your sons and calculating others. You asked me to go because my son is dumb. Even if I am loved by the late emperor, my son has no hope of becoming the next emperor. I knew this very well at the time, so I never thought about it. How could I force the late emperor to write my son's name on the will? Besides, how could the late emperor listen to me on such a big matter? I am just a woman who can't do anything. My mother's family has no power. No matter how seriously ill the late emperor was, he would not be threatened by someone like me!" Wu Fei also stepped forward and said loudly: "I used to serve the late emperor. I was also present when the late emperor left this will and saw it clearly. No one coerced me. Everything was the late emperor's own idea. As for why it was the Seventh Prince, maybe it was the tacit understanding between the late emperor and the Emperor!"
Empress Dowager Li still didn't believe it. She kept shaking her head and kept saying, "How can a mute be the emperor?"
Quan Qingcheng was unhappy when he heard this: "So what if I'm dumb? Can't I speak now? Since the Emperor knows that Fourth Miss Ye can cure my throat, then my father must know it too. If they all know that it can be cured, then why can't I be the successor?"
He said, and then looked at the Guiyue envoy, "Have you seen enough of the excitement? If you have, sit back down. Guests are guests, and I hope you Guiyue people can understand the rules of being a guest and not bring shame to your country. In addition, when my Northern Qi envoy visits Guiyue in the future, I hope you can also show your hospitality and let me, the Northern Qi envoy, watch a wonderful Guiyue show, so that we can exchange courtesy."
He walked up the steps again and sat back on the dragon throne. For the first time since he ascended the throne, the young emperor truly felt like an emperor, because he had been recognized by the previous emperor, and through a will, he informed everyone that his rightful position was justified.
He looked at the Regent, at Empress Dowager Li, and then at the courtiers below, his face remained calm. "You have made enough noise, and you have seen what you need to see. Although I am not in charge of the government, I am still the emperor, and the heir to the throne designated by the late emperor's will. Everything should be done in moderation. If you don't even understand this, how can you assist in the government? How can you manage the harem? Don't make Northern Qi a joke, and don't make yourself a joke! All right, go back and sit down, the palace banquet will continue. Tonight is New Year's Eve, a day worth celebrating!"
All the court officials were driven back. Wu Fei personally stepped forward and asked Queen Mother Li and the Regent to stop standing there. He also said to them: "The more you insist, the more embarrassing it will be. Making such a scene in front of outsiders will only bring shame to the prince and the queen mother."
The Regent returned to his seat with his sleeves swung, and Queen Mother Li reluctantly walked back with Baochan's support. When she passed by Queen Mother Yu, she glared at her fiercely, but Queen Mother Yu met her glare with her eyes fixed on him, and even smiled.
What's the point of glaring? Everything is already a fact, and no one can change it.
Queen Mother Yu also went back and sat down. She felt very relieved when she saw her son sitting confidently on the dragon throne.
But while I was relieved, I also became more and more confused, because the edict was fake!
Yes, the will was fake, at least in her opinion it was definitely fake.
The authenticity cannot be determined just by the handwriting and the imperial seal, there must be a witness, and she is that witness.
She really saw with her own eyes that the late emperor pointed out the Sixth Prince as the successor to the throne. Not only did she see it, but Wu Fei also saw it.
But now that Wu Fei had changed his mind, it was impossible for her not to side with her son. Therefore, the truth from the beginning could not be known by other people, and this matter would be taken into the coffin even if she died.
She was wondering, where did the will that stated that the sixth son would succeed to the throne go? Where did this fake will that stated that the seventh son would succeed to the throne come from, which was indistinguishable from the real one? Who made this will to help her son ascend to the throne? What was the purpose of doing so?
The palace banquet continued and the dancers walked onto the stage to the music.
The envoy from Guiyue Kingdom calmed down and stopped making trouble. He just sat in his seat and drank one cup after another.
Feng Zhaolian was still sitting next to Ye Wenyan, but this time she was not only talking to Ye Wenyan, she was also pulling Ye Qing's eyebrows.
"This sister looks like a good-natured woman. Are you engaged? If not, we in Guiyue also have many good men. I can introduce a few to you."
Ye Qingmei really couldn't stand this kind of communication, so she changed her seat with a red face and sat next to Ye Chulian.
After that, Feng Zhaolian started to tease Ye Chulian: "Why do you always look at Quan Qinghua? He is not a good person. Don't put your mind on him, otherwise you will get hurt in the future. If a good girl is trapped by love and hurt by love, the injury will be difficult to heal. Be obedient and stop thinking about him. I will find a good one for you in Guiyue later."
Ye Chulian's secrets were revealed, and she panicked for a moment. She subconsciously looked at what the old lady was doing, fearing that she had heard what she had said.
Fortunately, the old lady was sitting at a table away, not too far from here, so she couldn't hear what was said.
Feng Zhaolian looked at her and laughed, shaking her head as she laughed, "You're timid and afraid of your parents. This is not a good character."
Ye Wenyan was so angry that he twisted her arm with his hand, "If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb! Besides, shouldn't you go back to sit with your envoys? Why are you staying here with me?"
Feng Zhaolian waved his hands, "Originally I wanted to go back, but after what happened just now, I am really fed up with our envoy. Today is New Year's Eve, Yan, if you don't want bloodshed at the palace banquet, don't send me back, otherwise if I get close to him, I will definitely slap him to death. Besides, there are only male guests over there, and I look so good. If I sit over there, wouldn't it be like a sheep entering a wolf's den? Yan, are you willing to do that?"
She wanted to say that she was very reluctant to leave, but before she could say it, she turned her head and found Zhuier had returned.
As soon as Zhuier arrived, he saluted to Mu first, then to Ye Wenyan and Ye Qingmei, and then he looked at Ye Chulian and saluted as well.
Finally, his gaze finally landed on Feng Zhaolian, and he was shocked at the time - "Where did you come from, monster?"
Feng Zhaolian was also shocked, "How did I become a monster?"
Zhuier had his own reasoning: "How could there be a woman in this world who looks as pretty as my young lady? She must be a monster!" After saying that, he stepped forward and blocked Ye Wenyan behind him, "Don't be afraid, young lady. I will protect you. If she dares to show off, I will beat her to death with a brick!"
Ye Wenyan held her forehead with her hand. She didn't ask this girl to come here to take pictures. So she quickly pulled Zhuier and said, "She is not a monster. She is the princess of Guiyue Country who came to marry. I didn't ask you to come here to fight with her. I asked you to accompany the emperor and relieve his boredom."
Zhuier went to Quan Qingcheng with a surprised look on his face...