Even if Jia Huan advised him, he would not go to rest.

Today, when the bells, drums and rituals sounded, he was still sitting stiffly, his face gloomy.

Ying Xiang and others were helpless and could only invite Jia Huan, who was in charge of the matter outside...

When Emperor Longzheng was healthy, he could still listen to Ying Xiang, Zhang Tingyu and others.

Now hemiplegia, but he is becoming more paranoid.

Ignore anyone's opinions at all, and only Jia Huan can say a few words...

After hearing the news, Jia Huan hurried over and saw that Emperor Longzheng was in a bad mood. He thought for a while and whispered: "Your Majesty, Xiao Wu... is still too young, why would he be allowed to supervise the country for a few more years."

As soon as these words were spoken, Ying Xiang, Zhang Tingyu and others' expressions immediately made them look bad.

The abdication ceremony has been announced to the world, and it was decided by Emperor Longzheng himself.

Now that the arrows have reached the string, they will not care if they give up. How can the people in the world view Emperor Longzheng?

However, Ying Xiang and others were kind-hearted and were considering Emperor Longzheng.

But at this moment, their faces changed and fell into Emperor Longzheng's eyes, but they were eager for him to abdicate immediately.

This means completely different...

Seeing Jia Huan's concerned eyes again, I felt more and more that who is the true loyal minister?

Emperor Long Zheng sneered, speaking slowly, and said, "What are you waiting for? Some people have been eager to change to a new king."

As soon as these heart-killing words were made, Ying Xiang and others couldn't bear it and knelt down.

Jia Huan laughed and said, "No matter what new king is or not, even if Xiao Wu becomes the emperor, isn't Your Majesty still the Supreme Emperor? It's the biggest!

Who dares to underestimate you? I will not beat him to death!

Your Majesty, please send me a message. If you don’t do it, I will immediately ask everyone to go back to their own houses and find their mothers. Let’s go for the New Year!”

Emperor Longzheng was not confused. He glared at Jia Huan and cursed: "Bastard! How can the major events in the country be a joke?

Let's go, make room for people as soon as possible to avoid being obsessed with people."

After saying that, Jia Huan pushed the gold car to the Guangming Palace.

...

As early as the hour of Yin, Jia Huan and many court officials had already protected Ying Zhou and went to Fengxian Hall to worship the ancestors of Ying Qintian's family.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites also led them to the Temple of Heaven on the west side of the imperial city to worship the heaven and earth.

Now, there is only one last process left:

The old and new kings change.

Emperor Longzheng handed over the jade seal and gold seal, and all officials protected Yingyue and ascended the throne as emperor.

Originally, this ceremony was also held in the Temple of Heaven.

After the ceremony, Ying Zhou just goes directly to the Palace of Light to ascend to the court.

But in the current situation of Emperor Longzheng, it is impossible for him to rush to the Temple of Heaven again, so that thousands of people can pay attention to his paralyzed appearance.

He himself did not allow it, nor did Jia Huan allow it.

Therefore, Jia Huan made the decision and placed the last step in the Hall of Light.

All the officials have been listed in the dynasty, and all the royal families, military officials, civil and military officials have all been in full swing.

In the eyes of everyone, Jia Huan pushed Emperor Longzheng and slowly went to the Dragon Court throne from the Imperial Dao Dan.

Accept the last time that all officials bowed down.

Jia Huan carried everyone on his back and carried Emperor Longzheng onto the dragon throne. After taking a few steps back, he stepped back from the imperial platform, lifted up the royal robe and led Ying Zhou, who had been waiting for a long time, and the royal family, military officials, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and shouted to the mountains:

"Long live my emperor!"

A ray of sunlight shone into the hall gate and shone on Emperor Longzheng.

Emperor Long Zheng leaned on the dragon throne, raised his chin with some difficulty, and narrowed his eyes.

Facing the dawn light, looking at the palace, the palace, the minister...

Twenty-four years of imperial career have flowed through my heart one by one like flowing water.

In the first twenty years, I was trembling, walking on thin ice, unable to sleep at night.

Only he knows the sourness, saltiness, bitterness, and spicyness.

Twenty-four years in the blink of an eye, how many sadness and joy in life...

At this point, it is the end.

If you have many years of merits and demerits, please leave them to future generations to comment on them.

"All the ministers, let's be calm."
Chapter completed!