Chapter 157

Huo Yanchen stood at the bottom of the steps, not looking at Kerry at the south gate. His eyes fell for a long time in the Yellow hall before he spoke slowly

"I'm here to see my father off."

Then he went up the steps, crossed the south gate, and Kerry entered the inner hall.

"Ha ha, Wang Ye is filial and fraternal. Only now do I think you Huo Yanchen are the one I really admire."

Nanmen Kairui's sarcasm didn't stop Huo Yanchen. He leaned against the door and looked at Huo Yanchen's proud back with deep eyes.

Since he himself has been calculated, since Huo Yanchen has come, then he has to see what he wants to do.

"My father is dead."

Another low voice sounded, with a trace of hesitation and tremor.

Step rain curtain, South Gate Yu look complex.

"It's lively tonight."

Nanmen Kerry sneered.

South door Yu's eyes gathered cold meaning, but didn't speak, also crossed south door, Kerry stepped into the hall door.

When Fuhai in the inner hall saw Huo Yanchen and nanmenyu appear, he looked as if he had seen a ghost. He was frightened and worried.

Don't wait for him to open a mouth to salute, Huo Yanchen and south door Yu have already ignored him, go straight over him toward the curtain behind the scenes.

Taiyi see also hastily back out, just after Huo Yanchen side, step slightly Dun a meal.

"Fuhai, come here."

Nanmen Kairui takes a look at the two tall figures behind the curtain, and suddenly calls Fuhai.

He whispered a word to Fuhai, and Fuhai hurried out of the hall door with the palace lantern and umbrella.

Under the eaves, Mo Fei stands with his sword in his arms. When Fuhai lantern passes by, he suddenly steps forward and blocks Fuhai's way.

When Fuhai saw Mo Fei's cold face by the light, he was startled and nearly slipped.

"Where is my father-in-law going?"

"Old slave, old slave, go outside and have a look, but there are still... What's the meaning of guard Mo?"

Fuhai doesn't want to entangle with Mo Fei. He wants to cross him with a cold face, but Mo Fei's body is still like a mountain.

The door of the hall is closed, but Huo Yanchen hasn't come out yet. Fuhai thinks of what Kerry just said to him in the south gate, and then looks at the cold figure of Mo Fei in the eaves, pacing outside the door anxiously.

After a long time, there was a sound of fragmentation in the hall. After that, it was quiet again. He put his head on the door and wanted to peep, but he didn't see anything.

Another burst of noise came, accompanied by the sound of eager footsteps, closer and closer to Fulin palace, Fuhai looked out in surprise.

At first glance, he was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

The civil and martial arts of the Manchu Dynasty appeared in the courtyard of Fulin palace one after another, all of them were anxious. When I saw the maid servants kneeling in the courtyard, I was even more shocked.

There was a lot of noise in the hospital.

Fuhai knows that night is not destined to be peaceful.

"My father-in-law, the bell just tolled. Someone told me that it was the emperor, but it's true."

The Minister of rites stood in the first place, looking a little tired. As soon as he opened his mouth, all the officials calmed down, and their eyes fell on Fuhai, waiting for his reply.

As soon as the bell tolled, some people went to inform the ministers, and then the ministers only forced Fu to come to the palace.

Only Huo Yanchen.

Fuhai brows locked, more and more do not understand the purpose of Huo Yanchen.

Just as he looked anxious and didn't know how to reply, the door behind him opened.

Nanmen Kairui and Huo Yanchen came out one after another.

Huo Yanchen opened his mouth and asked the palace people to light all the lights inside and outside the palace.

The surroundings brightened for a moment.

The ministers looked at each other and were surprised to find two people standing on the steps.

They are all handsome and matchless, one purple and one black, one unpredictable and noble, one indifferent and cold.

If it wasn't for their different temperament, the ministers almost thought it was raining too much and they were dazzled.

"You... You are the king of Jiangbei."

In the crowd, a slightly older minister suddenly pointed to the south gate, and Kerry exclaimed, a thousand waves of stone.

"No wonder I think this man is quite familiar."

"But, the king of Jiangbei, it was more than ten years ago..."

"Impossible, impossible, how can Jiangbei Wang still be alive."

South door Kerry frowned sharp, the whole person looks more cold.

It's rare for anyone to remember his father.

He stepped forward with a sneer.

"I am Nanmen Kairui, the son of Nanmen Si, the king of Jiangbei."

Indifference and open, loud, the voice of the lower level down, ministers have a moment of trance, are thinking about why they can see the majesty of the king from the people in front of them.

"Wang Ye..."

The Minister of rites stepped forward and looked at Huo Yanchen who had never said a word.

Huo Yanchen gave him a slightly uneasy look and went to the side of the steps.

"I know what the ministers think at this time. The death knell has tolled, and my father is indeed in heaven."

The voice is low and calm, with convincing strength, Huo Yanchen's words make the next step in an uproar again.

After the uproar, the ministers knelt slowly towards the half closed door of Fulin palace.

"On a rainy night, I invite you here to announce something. Next, you ministers should listen carefully to what the king said."

In the eyes of the ministers, Huo Yanchen is the right successor to the throne. He is no different from the emperor, so the ministers listen attentively.

Huo Yanchen looked at the expectation in the eyes of the Minister of rites and the Minister of arms. He suddenly felt a little sorry for them. He bowed his head and coughed. He said slowly:

"My father died of a long illness. He just died of Bintian. As evidenced by Dr. Lu, my father passed the throne to the king before his departure. This... Cousin, from now on, is the new king of Dongyue."

Huo Yanchen unfolds the edict, and the maid raises the lamp to him, so that the shocked ministers can see clearly.

On the yellow silk cloth of Ming Dynasty, the holy seal of the two sides is bright red and clear, and the words of South Gate Kerry are proud and powerful.

"This... The king of Jiangbei is a rebellious minister. How can his descendants inherit the throne... This is really inappropriate."

After the minister some support Huo Yanchen, for what happened at the moment is difficult to accept, tone is full of doubt dissatisfaction.

"Yes, it's well known that the emperor valued the king of Henan very much during his lifetime. Since the crown prince was abolished, how could he pass on the throne to outsiders? There must be something strange. I dare to ask the Lord, but what's the secret."

Another minister said to Huo Yanchen.

The two ministers of the Ministry of war and the Ministry of rites just wanted to speak with their eyebrows fixed. As soon as they looked up, they just saw the relief in Huo Yanchen's eyes. There was nothing else.

They looked at each other and shut up.

Nanmen Kerry's eyes grew colder as she listened to the questions.

"Whether you accept it or not, I am now the king of East Vietnam. You ministers know what the crime of criticizing the emperor is."

The discussion under the stage stopped suddenly. The ministers who had just opened their mouth turned white and opened their mouths, but they didn't say anything at all.

"The king of Jiangbei was framed by someone who wanted to do something, and his father was bewitched by a traitor before he made a big mistake. Before his great trip, his father had already admitted his mistake, and the king of Jiangbei was his uncle. Tomorrow someone will go to Jiangbei to welcome him back to the throne and worship him in the dedication hall."

Huo Yanchen's low and clear voice reverberated in the rain. In two words, the king of Jiangbei and the whole Jiangbei people were vindicated, and their guilt was washed away.