NABC Chapter 17 Court Assembly: Passing the Throne on a Snowy Night, Ying Zheng Ascends the Throne!
Chapter 17 Court Assembly: Passing the Throne on a Snowy Night, Ying Zheng Ascends the Throne!
Its daybreak!
In Tian Dou City, the sun still rises, and the sunlight seems to add a new radiance to the entire city.
The imperial palace bells rang.
Inside the main hall, civil and military officials stood in rows, their expressions solemn.
Everyone's gaze kept shifting between Ying Zheng and the empty seat.
There was no avalanche today!
That empty seat is his.
The court officials did not seem surprised by this.
The events of last night have already spread throughout the entire Heavenly Dou City. Three thousand iron cavalry were wiped out, five hundred elite soldiers perished, and the Imperial Guard's hidden agents were completely eradicated.
Those ministers who had sided with Xue Beng were all pale-faced today, their heads bowed, not daring to look in the direction of Ying Zheng.
Those who were once wavering in their centrists now stand ramrod straight, afraid of being misunderstood as having anything to do with the avalanche.
Everyone knows that from today onwards...
The Heaven Dou Empire is about to enter a brand new era!
An era belonging to Qin Shi Huang.
Ying Zheng stood in his position, back straight, face expressionless.
He felt neither the joy of defeating an opponent nor the excitement of about to ascend the throne and control an empire. All he felt was calm.
Xue Qinghe looked at Ying Zheng, a faint smile on her lips.
Seeing Ying Zheng's calmness, Xue Qinghe knew that Ying Zheng was not faking it; his calmness was genuine.
Prince Xuexing also turned his gaze to Ying Zheng, his expression complex. Although he had previously expressed his support for Ying Zheng, seeing the empty space left by the avalanche, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.
Dugu Bo remained calm, but his gaze toward Ying Zheng carried a hint of solemnity; he had also heard about what had happened yesterday.
Zhao Gao, who was beside Ying Zheng, was a genuine Title Douluo powerhouse.
With the addition of the rumored Lord of Quicksand, Wei Zhuang, and the Sword Saint, Gai Nie, it seems that three Title Douluo powerhouses have gathered around him.
Three Title Douluo!
This level of strength is already comparable to that of a top-tier sect like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
outside the temple.
The singing began.
"His Majesty has arrived!"
Emperor Xueye's face was even paler than yesterday, but today he did not allow his servants to help him up.
He walked very slowly, as if he might collapse at any moment, but his eyes remained sharp as he scanned everyone in the hall.
He glanced at the empty space where the avalanche had occurred, didn't ask any further questions, and simply nodded slightly.
"Have they all arrived?"
The hall was completely silent; no one spoke.
The court officials were all present, but one of today's main characters, Xue Beng, was clearly absent...
"Looks like they've all arrived!"
Seeing that everyone remained silent, Emperor Xueye simply spoke.
He then looked at Ying Zheng for a long time without saying anything.
"My ministers, my health is failing."
After coughing a few times, Emperor Xueye glanced at his ministers and then continued, "However, a country cannot be without a ruler for a day. The heavy responsibility of the empire needs to be handed over to a suitable person."
"What are your thoughts?"
Upon hearing Emperor Xueye's words, everyone in the hall exchanged bewildered glances.
What are our thoughts?!
That's a really brilliant question.
It's no use having ideas.
"Your Majesty, I believe that His Highness the Crown Prince has been diligent and capable during his two years as regent, and the country is peaceful and prosperous. He is the best candidate to succeed to the throne."
The Vice Minister of War stepped forward and spoke with utmost respect.
"I second that proposal!"
"I second that proposal!"
"I second that proposal!"
Upon hearing the words of the Vice Minister of War, one after another, the court officials present jumped out to second his opinion.
At this point, who wouldn't see the situation clearly?
Upon hearing this, Emperor Xueye looked at Ying Zheng, whose face was calm, and a smile appeared on his face, which he hadn't shown in a long time. He nodded, then looked at the eunuch beside him: "Let's begin."
The eunuch unfolded the imperial edict, held it with both hands, and spoke in a loud voice:
"By the mandate of Heaven, the Emperor decrees: Crown Prince Ying Zheng, since assuming the regency, has diligently governed the country, reduced taxes, cleaned up officialdom, brought peace to the people, and stabilized the borders."
"The truth of the matter is clear to all."
He paused, took a deep breath, and raised his voice even higher:
"Today, the Great Emperor Xueye abdicates the throne to His Highness Crown Prince Ying Zheng, who shall ascend the throne immediately and take control of the Heavenly Dou Empire."
The hall trembled instantly, and the assembled officials knelt and prostrated themselves, shouting, "Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
Some people had smiles on their faces, some were pale, and some breathed a sigh of relief.
In particular, several nobles who followed the avalanche almost lost their balance and fell.
They knew they were doomed!
Xue Qinghe's smile deepened, but his eyes were somewhat unfathomable.
Seeing the expressions of his courtiers, Emperor Xueye slightly raised his hand, and the hall fell silent once more.
He looked at Ying Zheng, his cloudy old eyes filled with relief. It was a relief of relief, as if a heavy burden had finally been passed on.
"Zheng'er, come up here."
Xueye looked at Ying Zheng, her voice trembling slightly.
Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng slowly stepped forward, ascending the steps one by one, until he arrived in front of Emperor Xueye.
Xueye slowly got up, her movements were very slow, her body was trembling, as if she was about to collapse at any moment.
He refused the attendants' help, removed the crown from his head, held it in both hands, and personally placed the symbol of the highest power of the Heavenly Dou Empire on Ying Zheng's head.
"The Heavenly Dou Empire is now in your hands."
Xueye looked intently at Ying Zheng, her voice trembling slightly as she spoke.
"Your subject will certainly not fail in your trust!"
Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng also became solemn, and his deep voice resounded throughout the entire hall.
Emperor Xueye laughed, his eyes moistening with laughter.
He patted Ying Zheng on the shoulder, a very light pat, as if to say "do a good job".
Then, supported by his guards, he left the palace hall.
The era of Emperor Xueye has come to a complete end, and from this moment on, the era of Qin Shi Huang begins!
"The new emperor ascends the throne—!"
"kneel--!"
Zhao Gao stood beside Ying Zheng, his gaze sweeping over the assembled officials, his voice booming.
"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
The court officials all knelt down, their voices surging like a tidal wave.
"Rise!"
Ying Zheng sat on his throne, his expression calm, and spoke softly.
The officials rose and stood with their heads bowed. No one dared to look him in the eye.
With this, the coronation ceremony came to a complete end.
This abdication ceremony is also a complete declaration to the entire Heaven Dou Empire.
The city of Tiandou was instantly bustling with activity as countless people spontaneously took to the streets to celebrate the ascension of the new emperor.
The streets were packed with people, it was so lively.
The Spirit Hall, a branch of the Heavenly Dou Sect.
Hu Liena, Yue Guan, and Gui Mei watched the city's celebration in silence.
"Ying Zheng has ascended the throne!"
Hu Liena's expression was very complicated.
Anger, fear, shock, and joy—none of these seemed to be present.
She seemed to only remember Ying Zheng's words: to create a brand new empire, a true paradise.
"Nana, write a letter to His Holiness the Pope."
"Our true adversary may be on the horizon."
Ghost glanced at Yue Guan, then looked at Hu Liena with a slightly serious expression.
Ying Zheng was not someone who would easily bow down.