How did I Become Emperor?

what is this?

Everyone was surprised.

Lu Qian carried the wine glass and walked to the basket. He picked up a dossier from his left hand and handed it to the little **** in Tsing Yi: "Read."

"Yes!"

The **** in Tsing Yi took it respectfully, unpacked the file, pulled out a stack of paper, and began to read:

"In the third year of Daxuan, Deacon Han Xia received a bribe of thirty-two thousand gold, twenty agate gemstones, and one spiritual lamp, which was sold to Mengzhou, a disciple of the family."

"In the four years of Daxuan, Zixia's elder Yue Luqiao relied on his power to occupy twelve women in the Liang family and forty-five ladies. His son Yuezi shirt greeted the money and killed thirty-two people! Thirteen Xuanjinghua houses, acquired thousands of acres of Liangtian! "

"In the fifth year of Daxuan, Zi Xia's disciples Guang He opened a hunting ground in Yuanzhou Xueyun Peak, using prisoners as prey, shooting and killing for fun."

...

"Twenty-four years of Daxuan, Zi Xia's elders, Hua Ling's grandsons poisoned and killed eighty-two mouths of the Confucian family in Jinzhou, only because he failed to win the favor of the Confucian talented woman."

A quarter of an hour later, the little **** in Tsing Yi paused for a moment.

The hearts of everyone seemed to stop beating.

Everyone's eyes fell on that basket of files, and they couldn't move away. They were shocked, for fear that the basket of files had their own copy.

"King of bravery, the slave has finished reading."

At this time, the **** in Tsing Yi put away the file and paid respectfully to the landing.

"Well, go drink some water and wait for me to call you."

Lu Qian took the file and waved slightly.

"Yes!"

The **** in Tsing Yi arched his hand again and bowed back.

"Elder Hualing, your Zixia seems to be a great evildoer who seeks for personal gain. Do you have anything to say?"

Lu Qian's eyes were cold, holding the wine glass in one hand, holding the file in one hand, and walking to the elder Hualing.

This elder Hualing is a middle-aged woman, wearing a white robe, lips like a knife, and a mean face, but she is the eldest son of the eleventh prince Zhao Lan, who was under the heavy control of Zhao Xuan in the court.

"Wei Chen has nothing to say."

Hua Ling sat behind the jade couch and said blankly, "Whoever commits a crime and who is guilty, asks the King of God to punish him! Wei Chen has no opinion!"

"Oh, huh? You don't want to cook it?"

Lu Qian narrowed his eyes slightly and asked coldly, "Xuanhuang Zongchen, who is in the vein of Zixia, looks at you first. They have made so much trouble, how can you still be ashamed?"

"Weichen didn't know! Weichen didn't do anything wrong! Weichen worked hard at the military plane and had no time to control other people! As for the serious crime committed by the grandson, he should beheaded and beheaded, and he should be allotted. Weichen absolutely agreed ! "

Hua Ling returned coldly.

sure! This is bureaucratic!

"well."

Lu Qian narrowed his eyes, spit out two words, and walked to the jade couch of the eleventh prince Zhao Lan: "Your Highness Eleven, how much do you know about this file?"

"I……"

Zhao Lanjunxiu frowned and turned to look at Hua Ling on the other side.

Before he could even think about speaking, Lu Qian looked cold, and said in a deep voice, "Your Highness Eleven, you are in your twenties. Do you still want to talk about your face?"

After hearing this, Zhao Lan ended for a moment, his eyes were a little hesitant and tangled.

"Come here, bring the seal of the Yuxi Emperor."

At this time, Lu Qian suddenly coldly.

Everyone heard the words and could not help but jump.

Under their gaze, the **** in the palm print held the jade tray with great respect and prudence, and brought the jade seal printed by the red cloth to Lu Qian.

On the other side, a palace maid came over holding something, but it was a box of Othello.

Lu Qian pointed his finger at Zhao Lan's jade couch.

So, Emperor Yin and two trays of black and white pawns were placed in front of Zhao Lan.

"His eleven, here is the jade seal that symbolizes the throne, and your favorite chess chess piece." Lu Gan turned the wine glass and said coldly, "I give you a choice. Choose the emperor seal and you will officially The emperor is chosen to train. When you choose Yiqi, you can get a box of coral jade pieces and precious chess records collected from all over the world. Which one do you choose? "

Everyone: "..."

Fools know how to choose.

When you choose a chess piece, you can only get chess pieces, but you choose the seal of the emperor, and you will become the emperor in the future. You can have as many chess records as you want.

Zhao Lan didn't think long before reaching out to get Emperor Seal.

At this moment, Lu Qian suddenly turned around and looked at the high-beamed golden dragon chair and sipped the wine in a glass and said coldly: "For the emperor, worrying about the world is dying, the poor and the weak, the second worry is the grain. If you do n’t accept it, the people will be hungry and cold, three worries about corrupt officials, and four worries about foreign enemies, burning and looting, five worries of unfortunate children and grandchildren, six worries and empty empires, seven worries and thieves all around ... "

Zhao Lan's hand stiffened when she touched the red cloth, her eyes turned.

He hesitated!

Or, he was scared.

"Prince Eleven, you should know that your Majesty doesn't sleep every day, and criticize the memorials."

Lu Qian looked coldly: "The world is so big, tens of billions of people live, eat, drink, play, live, die, and die. They are all in the hands of the next person. Can you afford this heavy responsibility?"

As soon as this word came out, Zhao Lan shook his right hand slightly, and seemed to want to shrink back.

At this time, Elder Valin spoke: "No matter how big the world is, the wisdom and ingenuity of His Royal Highness, coupled with the concerted efforts, can always be managed."

As soon as Zhao Lan heard it, the retracted hand was fixed again, and he stretched out again, trying to grasp the seal of Emperor.

But at that moment, the **** of the palm print grabbed the jade tray.

Lu Gan was high above him, coldly relentless: "I'm sorry, Your Highness Eleven, you ... indecision, indecision, this test, you're out!"

what!

Zhao Lan was shocked, his eyes widened, and the whole man stood up suddenly.

Hua Ling, who was sitting on the other side of the hall, also stood up, struggling rationally: "God King, you are too arbitrary! In such a major event, His Highness Eleven is slightly tangled and hesitate, it is nothing!"

"Is it?"

Lu Qian snorted coldly: "Look, what's with Diyin is a bunch of chess pieces! His Highness Eleven has been tangling for a bunch of chess pieces for so long! He doesn't have the kind of life for the world Jiangshan Society has the courage to work hard and bear the responsibility! If even this decisive decisive force is not available, he would not be suitable as an emperor! "

"He's a child! He can learn!"

Elder Valin yelled, pursing his lips.

"Since it's a child, let's go home and grow up."

With his face cold, Lu Qian shoved the box of chess pieces into Zhao Lan's hand: "Come, send His Highness Eleven back to Lan Lan's Mansion! Wait until he realizes the soul of the chess!"

"Yes!"

This time, the maid next to Princess Zhao Lan was coming out.

"..."

Seeing this, Zhao Lan suddenly relieved, bowed to Hualing, nodded toward Lu Gan, and walked out of Qianyuan Hall holding the chess box.

The steps were brisk, and a smile of relief appeared on the icy face.

The battle for the throne, the seventeenth prince Zhao Lan, is officially out!

boom.

The hall door closed again, and Elder Hualing was weak and sat paralyzed underground.

But everyone had no thoughts about her, their eyes were cast on the basket of files, and their thoughts were different.

The only ones who are fairly calm are Prince Zhao Jing, Seventeenth Prince Zhao Yin, and Zhao Mingyue.

The thirteen princess Zhao Que and the sixteenth emperor Zhao Ming were a little nervous and flustered.

Of course, even more flustered are the ministers of Xuanhuang Qimai.

They have done bad things, and now when they see that the crime may be revealed, they are naturally guilty.

At this time, Lu Qian walked to the basket and threw the dossier in his hand, step by step, walked up to the stairs, and sat on the dragon chair again with a golden sword.

"Pouring wine."

Lu Qian glanced coldly at the people in the temple, observed their looks, and spit out two words.

After that, the maid came forward and filled him with wine.

Lu Qian toasted it and drank it. Soon, the wine was filled again.

The next moment ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ he took out the fire box from the back, bounced the wooden box, and blew it gently.

call.

The fire flame ignites a blue flame.

Under everyone's attention, Lu Qian threw it away.

Huozi flew in mid-air, drawing a perfect parabola and smashing it into a basket full of dossiers.

Puff puff.

The burning reddish flame of the paper rose, spread, and burned onto the file next to it, burning out black ashes.

A ray of rosin floated out of the flame and permeated the Qianyuan Hall.

At this time, a maid came over and poured the wine from the jug into the basket.

Boom, the flames were burning.

The flare of fire was reflected in everyone's pupils.