GBP Chapter 325 Waste to be revived
Chapter 325 Waste to be revived
Qi Zexuan had no more reservations. He raised his knife and severed the head of the Prince of Hui, which rolled to the ground with a thud.
In the blink of an eye, Wu Ziyan witnessed the historic transformation of the Xiao Rong Kingdom.
After experiencing many hardships, everything was resolved in an instant.
Qi Zeyun raised his sword in his signature gesture, indicating that the war was over.
The common people peeked out from under the door and, seeing their familiar prince, breathed a sigh of relief.
As he walked along the road, many people opened their doors and knelt on both sides of the road.
They're no longer calling him "Your Highness," but "Your Majesty."
It seems the exhaustion is because many people along the way have already heard that His Majesty has passed away!
"Long live your Majesty!"
Wu Ziyan listened to the rising and falling sounds, which were deafening.
Will she experience a similar situation someday in the future?
As night fell, the dust settled, and all the villains were imprisoned.
The people outside took down the red and yellow lanterns they used to have and hung them up as a form of mourning.
The Empress has passed away, and this is a time of national mourning. By midnight, the entire city was covered in white!
Wu Ziyan and his entourage were also taken from the post station to the palace.
After all, leaving them out there could lead to some treacherous individuals slipping through the net and harming them.
That's truly a case of internal troubles being eliminated only to be replaced by external ones!
They were placed in the inner palace of the imperial court. Wu Ziyan had come a long way, and the Xiao Rong's reputation was indeed not as good as that of the Wu Dynasty.
It looks a bit shabby, no wonder Xiao Rong is always thinking about expanding his territory.
They didn't see Qi Zeyun and Qi Zexuan even once in the latter half of the night.
Because their ministers were detained overnight.
Those who defect to King Hui will not escape their fate.
The last person to arrive recalled the rebellion as if it were a dream.
The next morning, as dawn broke, the bloodstains on all roads and streets were completely cleaned up, and everything returned to its former peaceful and harmonious state.
The ministers were timid and fearful when they went to court that day, after all, it was the new emperor's ascension to the throne.
Moreover, such a rebellion had just occurred, severely weakening the court. Nobody knew what the future held!
One minister said to another, “Good heavens, such a big thing happened outside yesterday, and I didn’t even see it.”
"It's a good thing you didn't see it; it was a bloodbath."
"The late emperor left a will stating that the throne would be passed to His Majesty Zeyun, but he has always been decisive and swift in his actions, and he will immediately purge any dissidents."
"Do you even need to tell me? Many people died at home last night. The fact that I'm still alive shows that we are determined and have not defected."
"Oh my god, if King Hui wins, does that mean we were the ones who died last night?"
"Everything has settled down, why bother with all this? Let's hurry up, lest we be late and anger the new emperor."
At this moment, in Qi Zeyun's bedroom, he had already changed into a bright yellow robe, with a crown on his head and his hair tied up, making him look like a celestial being.
"What a hassle. I don't want to attend her coronation ceremony at all, but they insist on making me go."
"I don't care about the Dragon Army or the Phoenix Army. I just want him to ascend the throne quickly and write me an imperial edict."
"Oh dear, Your Highness, hurry up! The court session is about to begin."
That night, his status changed from His Highness to Prince.
Wu Ziyan and the others were all dressed in heavy attire; she even wore a bright yellow dress reserved for royalty.
Otherwise, people would have thought she was going to ascend the throne.
Qi Zexuan was genuinely grateful to Wu Ziyan. Without her step-by-step schemes, she might have really died long ago.
On the day of her coronation, she will announce her revised new treaty with the Wu Dynasty.
The hall was filled with kneeling ministers. When Qi Zeyun ascended to the position, he took a deep breath.
Qi Zexuan arrived a little late, but he still stood beside her, which was practically a shared privilege.
The two princes, who used to bicker whenever they met, never imagined that one day they would stand in the same position.
Qi Zexuan muttered a complaint from the side.
"Dear sister, do you really have to put me in such a conspicuous position? I don't want to!"
"You were originally vying for this position with me, and now that you're standing next to me, don't you want it anymore?"
After the officials paid their respects, Wu Ziyan and his entourage were summoned into the hall, and they were even exempted from the kneeling ceremony.
When the ministers saw Wu Ziyan and his entourage enter, they didn't know who was who at first.
It wasn't until they saw his dazzling attire that they realized it was the Fourth Prince of the Wu Dynasty!
He looks too frail and unattractive.
But these people only dared to think about it in their hearts, and since the new emperor was extremely friendly to them, they naturally had to follow suit and flatter him.
"I hereby declare that the Yiwu Dynasty shall revise the 20-year non-aggression treaty and establish trade relations for mutual prosperity."
This sounds like another troublesome matter, but thankfully I brought Fang Yuerong along. Thank you, Chu Qiu!
Chu Qiu was surprised to receive a grateful look, and he didn't understand what had happened.
The rest was Qi Zeyun and Qi Zexuan handling state affairs, which was not convenient for outsiders like them to listen to.
Back at the post station, having shed their heavy gear, this short journey in the Rong region finally came to an end.
"Now that everything's settled, who wants to go out for a walk with me?"
Wu Ziyan changed into a simple outfit and asked them from outside the door.
Yue'er has sharp ears, and she immediately heard what Wu Ziyan said.
“Our young master wants to go.”
Fang Yuerong looked at Yue'er with a puzzled expression, wondering who he was talking to.
Finally, we heard Wu Ziyan knocking on the door; it was first come, first served.
It's impossible for Fang Yuerong to go, and for the two of them to shamelessly follow her, that's what Yue'er thought.
"Yuerong, it's good that you're coming with me. It's just the right time for Xiaorong to rebuild from scratch."
"Since Qi Zeyun says he wants to open up trade routes, then the two of us should investigate."
The other two originally wanted to ask to come along as well.
But since Wu Ziyan had already spoken, they couldn't say anything more.
After all, they're not good at business.
Fang Yuerong simply took off her outer robe, changed into ordinary clothes, and then followed Wu Ziyan out the door.
Not long after the two of them left, the other two also prepared to go out.
Yue'er continued to press from behind, asking, "Where are you two young masters going?"
I'm going to the West Market.
I'm going to the East Market.
This lie didn't sound convincing at all. Yue'er could probably guess that the two of them were going out to follow their young master and Wu Ziyan.
"How hurtful it would be if you saw something you shouldn't have seen."
"Sometimes men need to maintain a certain distance so that they don't know too much and suffer inner pain."
The moon wasn't speaking to them; she was just talking to herself, but they knew exactly what she was saying.
But I still can't help being curious about what kind of person she is in front of others.
"Master, isn't it a bit inappropriate for just the two of us to leave Chu Qiu and the other two at the inn?"
"We're here on official business, we're not doing anything."
"Next we're going to fabric shops, leather goods shops, and all sorts of physical stores. We're still busy."