The Minister of Taichang Temple hesitated for a moment, finally took a step forward and said carefully: "Sir, the emperor is going to make another new king. But... His Royal Highness has not heard from him for more than a year and his whereabouts are unknown. This... In this national crisis, extraordinary things must be done. If the prince does not return, should he choose another prince as his monarch?"

According to the ancient and modern methods of establishing a king, the emperor died and naturally the prince ascended the throne.

Prince Yan had long been missing. If he acted according to etiquette, he would have to wait until he found the prince before he could establish a new king. This is naturally an impossible path.

Moreover, even if the prince is still alive, he is even in the capital now, it is impossible for the Korean officials to ascend the throne.

Everyone knows that Concubine Han Shu gave birth to Long Zi. Although her surname was Cao, it also had the bloodline of the Han clan. Now the Han clan is at its peak. Even if the prince is in the capital, the Han clan will only try his best to make the King of Dai the Emperor.

Han Xuandao nodded slightly and said, "Yes, the prince has no news. In the midst of national crisis, he cannot act according to common sense... I think that the saint gave the name of the King of Dai a word "Zen" and the holy meaning was very obvious. That was at an extraordinary time, and the King of Dai was to ascend the throne...!" His eyes swept over the officials and said, "What do you see?"

The officials hurriedly said, "What the lord said is the most true, that's exactly what he said."

"I made the King of Dai the Emperor, but I don't know if there will be a sting in the court to interfere with it." Han Xuandao sighed: "I'm afraid that some people with ulterior motives will misinterpret our whole country...!"

Han Dan was scolded by Han Xuandao just now, and was in panic. When he heard Han Xuandao say this, he immediately felt that it was an opportunity to cater to him and immediately said seriously: "Sir, since the emperor was sick, you have been working hard on state affairs, and you have been working hard all over and over. Now that you have a new king, it is also a heart of loyalty to the emperor and serving the country. Who dares to criticize? The officials are not talented, but those who have ulterior motives will definitely fight for the truth and will never let those villains succeed!"

After he said this, the others said one after another: "Don't worry, sir. sir, sir, are loyal, and can be expressed in the light of day. Who dares to speak out or criticize? That is because of ulterior motives and want to disrupt the government of Dayan. We must punish them severely."

Although everyone said this verbally, they didn't agree with it.

Nowadays, all the important officials in the court are all Korean officials. Although some non-family officials are indispensable among the thousands of officials, and there are even a very small number of aristocratic officials from other families, who dares to say something more under such circumstances?

Previously, there was no hard-working discussion about Han Xuandao's reversal of the universe and its power was overwhelming, but in the end, they were either dismissed from office or were jailed and searched. There were no one in the court who dared to make trouble for Han Xuandao.

Han Xuandao pondered for a moment and finally said, "Even if that's the case, you're ready. Five days later, the ministers went to Taiji Hall to pay homage to the Emperor... and then went to Qianxin Hall to worship the emperor, and the court discussed the matter of establishing a new king!" After a pause, he said in a deep voice: "The emperor is celebrating the heavens, don't reveal the matter of establishing a new king for the time being. After five days, the official will announce it to the world. This will cause trouble and cause trouble!"

All the officials bowed together: "Yes!"

...

Three thousand iron armored cavalry swept across the earth like a whirlwind.

The three thousand war horses are all purebred Wei horses, with excellent endurance and extremely fast feet. After setting off from the capital of the Wei Kingdom, they are like three thousand tigers and leopards rushing straight to the capital of Yanjing of Yan.

In addition to the hundreds of Fengqi cavalry and cavalry of Han Mo, there are also the Divine Bow Camp led by Ling Yun, and the elite cavalry selected from the cavalry of Yan, all of which are elite soldiers with one to ten.

At this time, it was only two days away from Yanjing City. At dusk, the people and horses were a little tired. Han Mo asked the soldiers to stop and rest by a forest.

After late autumn this year, there was a lot of rain in Yan State. It continued in the past few days. After three or five days of rest, it began to get cloudy again. When the soldiers set up tents, the drizzle began to fall from the sky again.

Han Mo's tent was filled with fire, and he sat by the fire to warm up. In addition to him, Yan Xueji dressed in light armor beside the fire. Although she was wearing light armor, she covered her angered figure, but her pretty face was still fascinating under the flames.

Of course, no one could stop Han Mo from going to Beijing. Yan Xueji knew that Han Mo would take great risks in going to Beijing, so she could only follow her little enemy to Beijing.

She has extremely high martial arts skills and has three thousand iron armored elite soldiers. Once Han Mo is in danger, her martial arts skills and these three thousand iron cavalry can still take Han Mo away from the dangerous land.

The closer he was to Yanjing City, Han Mo's expression became more and more solemn.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops hit the tent, making a crackling sound. Han Mo sat by the fire, staring at the burning flames in a daze. Yan Xueji held her cheek with her hands and didn't speak.

"It's very late, Xue Ji, you go to bed earlier!" After a long time, Han Mo finally raised his head and smiled slightly at Yan Xue Ji.

Yan Xueji sighed, "It's over, so you don't have to think too much. If you have the chance to save your monks, it's better. If...ah, it's useless to think too much about many things."

"I know!" Han Mo nodded: "Don't worry, I dare to come back, of course it's not to show off my courage..." He pondered slightly and finally said: "Han Xuandao wants me to die, how can I let him live?"

Yan Xueji seemed to want to say something, but she didn't say anything.

After a silence, I suddenly heard a voice outside the tent: "General, someone in the capital asked to see the general, he claimed to be Gongshuquan!"

"He has finally arrived!" Han Mo seemed to have known that the Public Summit Plenary Session had come, and said calmly: "Let him come and see me!"

Soon, the big tent was lifted up, and the two stewards of the West Flower Hall, wearing raincoats and straw hats, all the officials of the West Flower Hall, entered the tent, and immediately fell to the ground on one knee: "I am not a good person, please see you!"

"The public is full of money, how is the situation in Beijing?" Han Mo asked straight to the point without saying too much nonsense.

"Two days later, the ministers came to court." Gongshu Quan said concisely: "Master Li is ready!"

"Very good!" Han Mo sneered: "The court meeting has not been held for more than half a year, and this time it is finally going to court meeting... Han Xuandao is afraid that he will show some things to the ministers of Yan State!" Then he asked: "Do you have a chance to rescue my mother?"

"Sir, Han Xuandao strictly guards the Minister of Rites' Mansion, and there are many experts. We have never found an opportunity. And if we are not sure, we dare not act rashly, so as not to cause trouble to the hall." Gongshu took off his hat, "But a few days ago, things had turned around..."

Han Mo's eyes lit up and he said, "What's the turning point?"

"Hongxiu has contacted us!" Gongshuquan raised his head: "We have agreed on a rescue plan, everything is in progress. If everything goes well, Lingtang will be rescued tomorrow night at the latest!"

"Hongxiu?" Han Mo was shocked and stood up, "You mean...Hongxiu has recovered his memory?"

"It's true!" Gongshu Quan nodded and said, "Hongxiu finally found a gap, came out of the mansion, and connected with us. Then we took action according to Hongxiu's plan!"

Han Mo was stunned for a moment and nodded, "It's so good..." Thinking of Hongxiu's memory recovery, he didn't know whether it was a good or a bad thing for Hongxiu.

"Is there any whereabouts of my father?" Han Mo was silent for a while and finally asked again.

Gongshu Quan shook his head and said, "According to the Lord's orders, the Flower Hall has been sending people to secretly protect Lord Han, but after the Japanese and Korean masters went to Han Xuandao's mansion, he never came out again... We also secretly arrested two servants from the Minister of Revenue's Mansion to inquire about the situation. They knew nothing about Lord Han's whereabouts, and they didn't even know that Lord Han had been to the Minister of Revenue's Mansion... He did not dare to guess without authorization, but... If nothing unexpected happens, Lord Han should still be under Han Xuandao's control."

Han Mo clenched his fist, closed his eyes, and his face looked cold. After a while, he said coldly: "Han Xuan, I can't control you if you want to be king, but... if you dare to bully my family like this, I can't blame me for being ruthless." His fist veins burst, and he said word by word: "This time, I will upset Yanjing City... If you want to be the emperor, I will pull you off..."

...

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On the 26th day of the 10th month of the Yan calendar, it was covered with clouds and the rain was not falling. In the palace, there was a piece of white white, white cloth, white paper, white lanterns, and white armor.

A vast white area.

When all the civil and military officials entered the palace, they saw that the entire palace was covered with a layer of white veil, which was extremely strange. Many officials immediately had an ominous premonition and felt that today's court meeting was extraordinary.

On the vast square outside the Tai Chi Hall, on both sides of the straight White Jade Avenue, countless white armored imperial guards stood with guns, adding a terrifying killing spirit to this vast white world.

Hundreds of Beijing officials followed the long white jade road that day and walked slowly towards the towering and solemn Tai Chi Hall ahead. Most of the officials were shrouded in an unprecedented sense of oppression.

Many officials had already vaguely understood something when they saw such a scene. Although it was not announced, only one situation could be used to arrange such a scene.

The emperor has passed away!

Although many officials had long guessed this, when the news was presented in such a strange way, many people were still extremely shocked.

This way of leaving is too quiet and too weird.

If the man on the dragon throne of the Great Yan Kingdom leaves, what will happen to the next fate of the Great Yan Kingdom?

Is it the upcoming unrest? It is the storm under power? Or... the calm inheritance and usher in new glory of the Great Yan Kingdom?

Hundreds of officials have different thoughts. Under the clouds, the sky and the earth seem a little dark. There are even faint thunderstorms in the sky. Does this indicate that the Dayan court will also usher in a huge storm?

Some careful officials found that the atmosphere in Beijing was a little tighter than before. Since yesterday, Kyoto Prefecture has issued an announcement to the whole city. For two days, martial law in the whole city has been stopped, and all the shops in the city have been prohibited from taking to the streets. Once discovered, they will be arrested immediately.

So when the officials went to court today, they found that there were almost no pedestrians in the streets and alleys. Except for the patrol yamen and teams of imperial guards passing by, it was difficult to see ordinary people. The people in the capital seemed to have adapted to the incidents in the capital, and they all hurried at home, waiting for the storm to pass as soon as possible.

The thick gate of Tai Chi Hall is closed at this time, with white-armored warriors standing in line in front of Tai Chi Hall, with awe-inspiring spirit. The ministers walked to the steps, looked up at the high stone steps, and looked at the majestic and oppressive Tai Chi Hall, all silently.

Among the officials, the Censor Fang Weiqing looked up at the cloudy sky with an extremely calm expression.

This day is so dark!

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