"His Majesty has passed away!"
A eunuch standing beside the collapsed building saw the King, whose right hand was hanging weakly, suddenly kneel down and immediately burst into tears.
"Your Majesty…"
"Grandfather…"
"Great-grandfather…"
At that moment, the mournful cries of all the officials, Ying Rui, and Little Ying Zheng resounded throughout the entire Golden Palace.
Especially Xiong Gu and the others of the older generation. Seeing the death of the fourth generation Sovereign King, regardless of their standpoint or past grudges, all of them could not help but tear up.
Weakening the military strength of the six countries, taking over the Hetao region in the north, and so on. In the past, there was a fierce game between the monarch and his subjects, but now it was no longer important.
"My King, my King…"
Among them, the civil and military officials of the Old Qin faction were especially obvious. For example, Wang Jian, Wang He, and the others had tears flowing down their tiger-like eyes.
A man would not shed tears easily, but it was not to the point of sadness, let alone a soldier who was the most sensitive to emotions.
"A country cannot be without a ruler for a day. Your Highness, please succeed the throne in front of the spirit, then bury him and give him the posthumous title of the former king.”
Since the previous King had just passed away, Wang Ji decided to show his loyalty to the new King and stabilize Great Qin's foundation. He was the first to recover from his grief.
"This Wang Ji is a little impatient.”
In response, Wang Jian glanced at the other party unhappily. The late king had just passed away not long ago.
However, the country had no ruler, so it was indeed not good to say anything about Wang Ji.
"Your Highness, please succeed the throne in front of the spirit to stabilize the Great Qin Empire.”
Although many ministers had similar reactions to Wang Jian, the matter of succession could not be ignored. Instead, it was reasonable.
Once the previous king passed away, the crown prince would inherit the throne. It was not an unfilial act. The seven kingdoms all had such a rule.
"The inauguration ceremony is not urgent. The most important thing now is to let the former king rest in peace to comfort the former king's soul in heaven.”
It was an unwritten iron law for Ling Qian to succeed the throne, so Ying Rui naturally wouldn't oppose it. However, his attitude during the ceremony was the exact opposite.
"We will follow the king's orders and bury the former king to comfort his soul in heaven.”
The burial ceremony was held first, and the inauguration ceremony was postponed. Immediately, many old officials had a good impression of him, and all of them expressed their approval.
After hearing those words, at least for now, no one would be disrespectful to the new king.
"At the beginning of his succession, he first established a preliminary relationship with the main civil and military officials of the court. The former king's vision was still not bad.”
Seeing that many of the old ministers looked much better, Feng Quji knew that it was the effect of the new king's words. He could not help but be shocked.
"Your Majesty, may I know what posthumous title you want to give the previous king?”
After confirming that the burial ceremony would be held first, Wang Wan stepped forward and asked for instructions.
"The previous king led Great Qin back to prosperity and won the War of National Fate.”
"Also, the military forces of the six countries were wiped out. The overall contribution was not small.”
Combined with his grandfather's achievements during his lifetime and referring to the original historical posthumous title, Ying Rui paused for a moment before finally choosing the two words Zhaoxiang.
"When those two words are combined, the posthumous title is King Zhaoxiang of Qin!”
Hearing this, all the civil and military officials in the hall nodded their heads repeatedly. These two words were to promote the achievements of the former king.
"In the past, I only knew that the king was proficient in military affairs. I didn't expect that his literary talent was not vulgar.”
Even Prime Minister Cai Ze, who was the head of the officials, couldn't help but feel his eyes light up. He realized that he lacked understanding of the new king.
Getting a posthumous title was simple and difficult. It required a certain literary talent as the foundation.
"Wu 'er's loyalty to the new king seems to be a good thing.”
The new king was well-versed in military affairs and had extraordinary literary talent. He could be said to be both civil and martial. Meng Ao quickly made a decision.
Moreover, if their Meng family did not pledge allegiance to the new king, the appointment of the palace guards would become an empty position. It was only a matter of time before they were sidelined.
"The Ying royal family has produced many talents. The former king was like this, and so was the king.”
Hearing this, Xiong Gu couldn't help but sigh with emotion. He knew very well that the skill of obtaining the posthumous title just now was profound.
Ever since Great Qin started its reform, each generation had become stronger than the previous. It was unknown where the Ying family's ancestors were buried, but the Feng Shui was incredibly good.
"In the past, I only knew that my father was good at military affairs and his literary talent was not bad. I didn't expect him to be both civil and martial. I can't fall behind too much.”
Whether a posthumous title was good or bad, it was a test of a person's standard to a large extent. This was the first time that Little Ying Zheng had seen his father's true literary talent.
From the matter of the posthumous title, it could be seen that his literary talent was not much inferior to his military ability. Now, it seemed that he was still far inferior to his father.
"Your Majesty, we have no objections."
The meaning of a posthumous title could be considered to be of a certain standard. The civil and military officials in the hall naturally had no objections and agreed in unison.
"Everyone, announce to the world of the Great Qin that the former king has passed away in the throne room and has been posthumously conferred the title of King Zhaoxiang of Qin, ranking him as the fourth generation Yu Lie.”
Seeing this, Ying Rui, who was under the support of all the officials, issued his first imperial order after taking over the throne.
"Your Majesty is wise. We will obey."
For a moment, deafening echoes echoed in the main hall of the throne room again.
What was different this time was that it directly announced the birth of Great Qin's fifth generation, Yu Lie!
"Your Majesty, should we inform the Grand Supreme King about the death of the previous king?”
As the new King ascended the throne, Wang Ji, who was the messenger and runner, followed behind him and asked for instructions.
"There's no need, Wang Qing. I'll go personally.”
It had been a long time since he had seen his father. Ying Rui didn't even think about it and said bluntly.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Wang Ji was puzzled by such an answer. He remembered that there was not much interaction between father and son between King and Grand King.
Of course, he also knew that there were some things that he must not ask, and some that he could ask appropriately.
"Father, how have you been recently?”
Ying Rui truly respected this father who had helped him silently behind his back but was plagued by illness.
"Father, don't worry. Rui 'er, go and do your things; you still have to take control of Great Qin in the future.”
Upon hearing that the eldest son had come to visit him, the haggard Ying Zhu struggled to open his eyes and forced himself to stand up to look forward.
Among the three sons, only the eldest son had the heart to improve. The second son only knew how to rely on the family. The third son was even more mediocre and did nothing at all.
In that case, he might as well use his connections to help the First Born develop before he died. That was the only thing he could do.
"Father, grandfather passed away at midnight tonight.”
Although it was not suitable at this time, it was just the meaning of Ying Ruiming's words. His father had the right to know the news of his grandfather's death.
"Father, father passed away?"
It was no less than a bolt from the blue. Ying Zhu was stunned when he heard this news, and his voice trembled.
"Yes, grandfather has passed away tonight. In the end, he left with his eyes closed without any regrets.”
"Furthermore, his posthumous title is King Zhaoxiang of Qin!”
Speaking of his grandfather who had given his life to Great Qin and had even helped him before he left, Ying Rui's voice became much lower.
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