The people in the imperial study and the imperial kitchen did not say a word about what happened that night. In the next few days, the eunuch watched Emperor Dewu write one name after another on the paper.
Eunuch: Please, don’t do such stupid things. Are you dissatisfied with the emperor’s recent good temper?
But those people obviously couldn't hear his inner voice. In order to cooperate with their performance, Emperor Dewu had not attended the morning court for several days, which made them think that their guess was correct.
Some people have already secretly started to move their private soldiers towards the capital.
Emperor Dewu had spies throughout the Yuan Dynasty, so naturally they noticed this anomaly. However, he did not alert them and let them do as they pleased.
Late at night, several ministers gathered together to discuss this matter.
"You say, is the emperor really dying?"
"I think it's true. Even the emperor can't stand such fatigue. What are you going to do?"
"What else can we do? Support the princes to ascend to the throne!"
"Who do you look up to, then?"
"Who... let me think about it. The Second and Third Princes have no interest in the throne... His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince's whereabouts are unknown, and His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince... let's not talk about him."
"His Highness the Sixth Prince has been exiled..."
"Your Highness the Seventh Prince, I haven't seen him many times. He should be in the palace, right?"
"As for His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince, who can teach him? I wouldn't dare help him ascend the throne, or he'd be fed up with hearing 'sister, sister' every day!"
The emperor is a daughter slave, so he can't support a sister slave after losing his daughter slave, right? Then do they still need to live?
Everyone fell silent. It seemed that none of the princes of the Yuan Kingdom were capable of fighting?
"How about we send some girls to the palace so that the emperor can have more children before he dies?"
"Drugging the Emperor? I'm surprised you could come up with that."
You beasts! The emperor is already terminally ill, yet you still force him to give birth to a child!
"Actually, there's something I'm not sure whether I should say or not."
One minister silently raised his hand, and the others looked at him. "Go ahead."
"Actually, I think the little princess of our Yuan Kingdom is quite good. Her strength is no less than that of the other princes, and she is also favored by the emperor..."
Someone covered his mouth and said, "Alright, stop talking. If you continue, we will all start to suspect that you are someone sent by the Emperor."
"Your Highness the Little Princess is indeed very strong and very smart!"
"She has many ideas and is dedicated to the country and the people, but she is a girl! How can a girl be emperor? Our Yuan Kingdom has never had a female emperor!"
"That's right, we admit that Her Royal Highness the Little Princess is very good, but it's not okay for Her Royal Highness the Little Princess to be the Empress, especially since She is still so young."
The person with his mouth covered: Your Majesty, I have tried my best, wuwuwu, they don’t listen to me!
"It's strange, you say, the emperor is about to die, and no one wants to rebel?"
"If it were the previous one, he would have started a rebellion long ago."
"You also said that, that was the one from before, the one now is not the one from before!"
"Besides, why don't you rebel?"
"Rebellion? Where do I have the soldiers? Besides, I know myself well. I can't do better than the emperor. Look at our Yuan Kingdom now, it's thriving!"
"Besides, my son is no better than the emperor's sons. If he really rebelled and fell into my hands, I don't think I would be able to hold on to this country."
"That's what I thought..."
They looked at each other and laughed helplessly. Otherwise, how could they be friends?
It is true that birds of a feather flock together.
The undercover official breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, you didn’t have that idea, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to explain it clearly when I met you.
A few days later, the ministers who wanted to rebel had their private soldiers sneak in through the dog hole. An old lady got up in the middle of the night to use the toilet and saw those people coming out. She turned around and ran to the Jingzhao Yin.
Soon, Jingzhao Yin came with his men holding torches, and the dog hole was instantly illuminated. The man who had crawled halfway through was neither in nor out. He looked at Jingzhao Yin, was silent for a moment, and then said, "How about I retreat and you pretend you didn't see me?"
Jingzhao Yin: ...
"Come out here!"
"Okay!"
The man scrambled out quickly, and just as he came out, someone else scrambled in. "What were you doing sticking your butt out for so long?"
"You spent so much time crawling through a dog hole... Sorry, we went the wrong way..."
Halfway up, he saw what was happening inside and immediately retracted his head. Jingzhao Yin shouted angrily, "Come here!"
That person: “Okay!”
He crawled in, stood aside, and kicked the person next to him. "What's wrong with you? Why didn't you remind me?"
"How should I remind you? Should I remind you by farting?"
The person being kicked rolled his eyes. His head was still there at the time. How could he be reminded? Should he be kicked? Farted? Or yelled?
It really is!
snort!
That person: ...
Everyone fell silent. The woman who reported the incident pushed through the crowd and rushed in. "Hey! You little bastards, you still want to sneak into our Yuan Kingdom? Don't you think about who is guarding this dog hole? This dog hole is guarded by me, Lin Si Niang!"
"Wait, why do you look so familiar?"
Lin Si Niang saw the people inside clearly, frowned and approached a young man. When the young man saw her coming, he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at her.
Lin Si Niang reached out and held up his face, took a good look at his appearance, and slapped him in the face, "Good for you!!"
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