Qin Minglang felt increasingly disgusted.
My mind was filled with Jiang Qingwan's stunningly beautiful yet aloof face.
I regret it so much I could die.
He said angrily and resentfully, "Do you think I don't want to? If you die, I won't be able to get away either. Even if we both hate each other, we're in the same boat now."
Su Yulan sobbed and collapsed to the ground.
My heart was filled with a mix of emotions.
She felt a sense of powerlessness from which she could not escape.
It seems that no matter what she does, she is the one who suffers in the end, not Jiang Qingwan.
Jiang Qingwan left the Qin family and Qin Minglang.
It seems like all the luck is on her side.
She was like a shrew from the streets, having lost all her means, her face covered in tears and snot, staring blankly at the ground.
"Qin Minglang, why is it Jiang Qingwan who's in charge? She's just a lowly merchant woman."
This statement, however, no longer carried the same imposing air as before.
It's like the powerless barking of an incompetent person.
Qin Minglang glanced at her.
"Forget about dealing with her. Qin Run has already been arrested by Liu Ruzhi and imprisoned in the Jingzhao Prefecture prison. He probably won't get out. We should really think about what to do next."
Upon hearing this, Su Yulan quickly wiped away her tears and stood up.
"Go home and ask your father and mother; they will surely have a way."
Qin Minglang snorted coldly.
"What could they do? It was your father's idea to tell the Third Prince about the plague, but in the end, Qin Run was still arrested, and we can't take back the credit."
Su Yulan didn't dare to refute at this moment.
"What should we do then?" We could ask our grandfather for help.
Qin Minglang had even less affection for Su Weichuan.
“I really don’t know what your grandfather is trying to do. I feel that he will neither support the Third Prince nor Qin Run.”
A thought suddenly struck him.
If neither Mo Shaojun nor Qin Run are suitable, then in all the world, only the Second Prince Mo Shaoqing remains.
...
Mo Shaojun rushed back to the capital from Xiaohe Village and entered the palace without stopping.
On the way, he pondered his thoughts repeatedly, including the Emperor's feelings for Mo Yunhan.
We hope to accurately grasp this degree.
But when he arrived at the Imperial Study, he was stunned by the scene before him.
More than twenty court officials knelt on the ground in a dense mass.
All of them were accusing Xiahe Village of the plague.
The words were impassioned, suggesting the situation had spiraled out of control.
They were all petitioning the emperor to massacre Xiahe Village and the nearby infected villages in order to ensure the safety of the capital.
The Fourth Prince, Mo Shaoze, also heard the news and is arguing his case.
“The matter is not yet settled, and Ninth Prince and Ninth Princess have already gone to handle it. I believe they can definitely resolve this matter. Why not wait for them to return before making a decision?”
He would say one thing and a group of people would surround him and criticize him.
"Fourth Prince, you have been raised in a separate courtyard for many years and have no understanding of the situation in the court. If the Ninth Prince were of one mind with the Great Zhou and the Emperor, he would not have refused to observe mourning for the Empress Dowager."
"What are your intentions in speaking so sympathetically to the Ninth Prince? Can you guarantee that the plague will not spread to the entire capital? Why don't you know how to sacrifice the small for the greater good?"
"If a plague breaks out and endangers the lives of the people in the capital, and the news reaches the ears of the rulers of neighboring enemy states, triggering a siege, can you bear such a heavy responsibility?"
Mo Shaoze was so scolded that he couldn't even open his mouth to defend himself.
He could only kneel on the ground and cry out, "Father, the Empress Dowager and grandmother have passed away, and the Emperor Emeritus is also unwell. It is really not appropriate to have such murderous thoughts at this time."
"Smack!"
Mo Yunzhao slammed his hand on the table.
"Who taught you to use the Emperor Emeritus to pressure me? Since you know the Emperor Emeritus is unwell, don't bring every little thing to his attention. I am the ruler of the country; do you think I have no right to decide on such trivial matters?"
Mo Shaoze was so shocked that his face turned pale.
A very bad feeling began to grow in my heart.
Mo Yunzhao truly didn't want Mo Yunhan to live.
Mo Shaojun, who was preparing to enter the palace, shared the same feeling.
He had been pondering his thoughts all along the way, and now everything became clear to him.
Since his father didn't want Mo Yunhan to live, he, as his son, naturally had to help him achieve his wish.
Thinking of this, he immediately knelt on the ground.
“Father, the situation in Xiahe Village is more serious than we imagined. Moreover, there is torrential rain and the plague has spread to the surrounding areas. I have explained to Ninth Prince and Ninth Princess many times, but they simply do not listen. They do not even take your decree seriously and even beat the soldiers I brought.”
These words were spoken.
The courtiers inside the palace were even more furious.
They all knelt down and begged for the execution by strangulation.
Mo Yunzhao raised his hand, "Xiao Jiu has truly disappointed me. For the sake of the Great Zhou, for the sake of the people, I can no longer tolerate this. Third brother, have Sun Ke lead the crossbow team to accompany you, and make sure to eradicate the epidemic around Xiahe Village, and absolutely not allow it to spread any further! Understand?"
Mo Shaojun's heart trembled violently.
He loudly replied, "Your subject obeys the decree."
The surrounding officials also knelt down in unison, exclaiming, "Your Majesty is wise!"
at the same time,
Inside the Buddha Heart Hall of the Su Residence
After drinking the dark medicine, Su Weichuan looked up at the old servant.
"How did things go?"
The old servant bowed and said, "Master, news has come from the palace that the Emperor has issued an order to encircle and suppress them, and has sent Lord Sun Ke with an archer squad. It seems that the Emperor has no intention of showing any mercy."
Su Weichuan snorted coldly.
"The Empress Dowager is dead, and there is no need to keep Mo Yunhan alive. Even without the plague, he would have found a way to kill Mo Yunhan. I was just helping him out."
He stood up as he spoke.
I slowly walked to the window and looked out at the dark, gloomy horizon.
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