Chapter 102 Spring goes and autumn comes, another year has passed. As Wu Qining gradually accumulates in the court...
Spring goes and autumn comes, and another year has passed.
As Wu Qining gradually accumulated some prestige in the court, the number of royalists and ministers who wanted to maintain the orthodoxy of the dynasty increased, further squeezing the living space of the aristocratic families.
Song Shiwei looked coldly at the court, their passionate insults and indirect scolding, and sneered.
It's still a little short of the right time, it seems she has to push them a little harder.
"Your Excellency, His Majesty invites you." Xuan Jian, who is now the chief steward of the imperial palace, bowed and invited.
Song Shiwei nodded, followed Xuan Jian into the government hall which had already changed its appearance.
Between the dragon-shaped golden pillars, Wu Qining, wearing a black crown with tassels dangling from his head, sat in the center, with a desk placed on each side.
Song Shiwei glanced at the unburned candlelight on the desk on the right, and the mountain of memorials on her desk, raised her eyebrows, and slowly sat down.
"Your Majesty, have you angered the Prime Minister again?"
Wu Qining smiled somewhat smugly when he heard this.
"Those traitors may not be very capable, but they are very generous. I just said a few words and then left. Those traitors who plotted rebellion, sooner or later I will execute their entire family and behead them in public."
Song Shiwei paused for a moment, then raised his head expressionlessly and looked at Wu Qining. His eyes were as cold as mist and covered with a layer of ice.
She slammed the brush held between her fingertips on the table, and the ink splashed on her vermilion court robe, leaving a hideous ink mark.
"Does Your Majesty miss me in the same way?"
The corners of her mouth that used to have a hint of smile on them were now hardened into a straight line. Her bony fingers tightly grasped a corner of the document, veins popping out. She took a deep breath, and the end of her voice trembled slightly, as if she was trying her best to suppress the emotions that were about to burst.
Wu Qining blinked in confusion when he heard this, and said confidently, "How can the Grand Tutor be the same as those traitors?"
With a violent crash, Song Shiwei swept his arm and the piles of memorials fell heavily to the ground. The documents trembled and made a dull sound, and the pens, ink, paper and inkstones on them rolled down, making the government hall that Wu Qining had re-arranged a mess.
Then, Song Shiwei's face turned pale, he shook his sleeves heavily, turned and left.
"How outrageous! Too outrageous, Your Majesty." Xuan Jian on the side angrily picked up the handkerchief and gently wiped the ink splashed on Wu Qining's face.
The back under the black dragon robe was stretched into a sharp arc, and Wu Qining's clenched fists clenched and unclenched, and finally fell down weakly.
She looked at her thin back and said in a deep voice, "Check if anyone has offended the Master recently."
She would never do this to her for no reason, and she hadn't made her angry recently. Why?
The news that Song Shiwei and Wu Qining had a big quarrel in the government hall and parted unhappily spread throughout the court immediately. Even after the parties no longer smiled gently at each other, the news became more and more intense, and all kinds of rumors were spread.
Some say that the ambitious Grand Tutor has finally revealed her true colors and is trying to murder His Majesty again and seize power alone.
There are also rumors that the harmony between the Grand Tutor and Your Majesty is about to be broken, and Your Majesty, who has a weak foundation, may not be able to withstand the joint suppression of the Prime Minister and the aristocratic families again.
Rumors that the Grand Tutor had reconciled with the aristocratic families and were colluding with each other were spreading day by day. Song Shiwei herself did not say anything about this. She still wore her official robe, stood at the head of all officials, and stood shoulder to shoulder with the Prime Minister.
Wu Qining sat high on the dragon throne, looking at Song Shiwei with red eyes, who was looking at her with an extremely indifferent expression. Her sharp nails dug into the flesh, oozing out drops of blood.
The court, which had been quiet for a short time, became chaotic again, and this time it was Song Shiwei who stirred it up personally.
The harmonious atmosphere between the two parties was torn apart bloodily by Song Shiwei, and the three parties chatted with each other, making it very lively.
"I have a report. I have reported that Song Shiwei, the Grand Tutor of the Imperial Academy, relied on his sweet words and flattery to cling to the late emperor, and was able to cling to power and gradually take control of the government. When Your Majesty ascended the throne, he should have been grateful, devoted all his loyalty and wisdom, and assisted the young ruler to achieve the cause of rejuvenation. However, his wolfish ambitions are obvious, and he dared to disrespect Your Majesty and rebel against the emperor. His crimes are heinous and cannot be listed in words."
"I have a report. I have reported to the Jinzi Guanglu Dafu Taifu Song Shiwei for forming a clique for personal gain, cultivating his own wings, monopolizing power and ruling above the emperor."
"I am here to discuss the matter with the Grand Tutor Song Shiwei..."
"Meet the Grand Tutor Song Shiwei, the Grand Master of the Imperial Academy..."
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Those royalists had originally disliked Song Shiwei for being disobedient in front of His Majesty. Before, Wu Qining was suppressing him, but now...
They glanced at Wu Qining, who was looking at them coldly but didn't stop them, and became more interested.
With countless reports, numerous charges, and the involvement of people from aristocratic families, the Song Party could no longer hold back.
More than half of the ministers in the court knelt down, all demanding that she be punished.
Song Shiwei looked at her nonchalantly, and suddenly chuckled. What a huge crime she had committed that she had to make such a big fuss.
Wu Qining lowered his eyes and stared at the one-sided scene below, and coughed lightly.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, she looked at Song Shiwei coldly, and her opening and closing mouth slowly uttered her verdict on her.
"In this case, Master, please stay in the mansion for the next few days and reflect on yourself."
Under her sharp eyebrows were her narrow eyes. Song Shiwei raised her head in a rebellious manner and looked directly at the high and mighty Wu Qining. The swaying white jade curtain cast light and varying shadows, making it difficult for her to see the expression in her eyes. After a long while, she bowed and said in a deep voice, "I obey your order."
The prime minister, who was watching the scene with a smile on his face, had a gleam of light in his eyes. He gently shook the board in his hand, and it was unknown what he was thinking about.
It was a rare opportunity to spend some leisure time lying in the mansion. Song Shiwei looked at the invitation letter from the Prime Minister in his hand and curled his eyes.
Finally, she took the bait. All her preparations were worth it.
He quietly arrived at the Prime Minister's residence in a sedan chair. The Prime Minister's confidant had already been waiting outside the door and respectfully invited Song Shiwei in.
"The Grand Tutor has arrived." The confidant reported loudly.
Song Shiwei walked in slowly and was not surprised to see many heads of aristocratic families.
Almost all the famous families in the capital gathered in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
"Everyone is here. Have you all been sent back to the palace by the little emperor?" Song Shiwei raised his eyebrows and sat down on the vacant seat next to the prime minister without any hesitation.
"Not as good as the Grand Tutor. You must have had a very quiet time staying in the mansion these days." Someone couldn't stand her expression and said sarcastically.
"Yes, life is somewhat comfortable. I teach my daughter, read memorials, and a day goes by." Song Shiwei fought back coldly while practicing Tai Chi.
"If the Prime Minister invites me into the mansion just to chat about these things, I am not interested and will take my leave first." He stood up after just sitting down and pretended to leave.
"The Grand Tutor is still so anxious. If we don't reminisce about the past and share our grievances with each other, how can we start the next topic together?" The Prime Minister smiled and pressed down Song Shiwei's shoulders with his folding fan.
"Song Shiwei plotted against us and trusted the little emperor. It must be hard to be bitten back by her. I thought it was just a bug, but it turned out to be a tiger." The prime minister pretended to sigh.
"Prime Minister, are you here just to laugh at me? I am not as good as the Prime Minister. I just went back to my residence to rest for a few days and will be able to go to court soon. How many people from the aristocratic families have been eliminated by the little emperor these days? Do I need to count them one by one for you, Prime Minister? In a few years, this aristocratic family will no longer be an aristocratic family. I guess there will be no difference between them and my humble family. Let me congratulate the Prime Minister first." Song Shi's slightly pale lips slowly uttered the heart-piercing words.
The more he spoke, the worse the prime minister's expression became. He slammed the table with a grim face and looked at Song Shiwei gloomily.
"Stop talking, aren't we two parties gathered together today just to get rid of this major threat?"
"Oh." Song Shiwei raised his voice with interest.
"What are your plans?"
"The young emperor has only been in power for a few years. How can he compare to our deep foundation? As long as the two parties get in touch, they will be able to suppress the young emperor again."
"You have discussed for so long and have come to this conclusion? I have suffered a loss once, and I will not suffer a second time. Let's just go all out..." Song Shiwei's pale face was filled with murderous intent, and she made a gesture of wiping her neck.
"This..." Even the prime minister, who had always been bold and reckless, was frightened by Song Shiwei's actions, and he lowered his voice.
"That's regicide!"
"What's the difference between what you did and regicide? It's just a fig leaf. When you succeed, will you let the little emperor live? Wouldn't it be better to do it in one go?" Song Shi smiled seductively.
"I have found a new candidate, the eldest grandson of the late emperor's younger sister, Prince Yu. He is three years old this year, his mother has passed away, his father is of low status, and he is weak and sickly..."
The Prime Minister paused after hearing this, thought carefully, and murmured in a low voice: "It is indeed a good candidate. Master... are you sure?" He lowered the last sentence so low that it almost sounded like a whisper.
Song Shi smiled slightly. "The commander of the Imperial Guard, Lin Sheng, is my man, and the deputy commander is from your Cui family. Plus, with the shadow households you have kept in your house over the years, it should be quite easy to break into the imperial city and kill the little emperor."
"Mr. Prime Minister, are you willing to be my accomplice? Let's work together for the great cause and share the country." The voice was like a silk thread soaked in honey, lightly entwining the Prime Minister's ears. Song Shiwei stretched out his hand to the Prime Minister.
The Prime Minister hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "After all, this concerns the lives of so many people. I can't make the decision alone. Let me discuss it for a while and then give the Master a reply."
Song Shiwei patted the prime minister's shoulder heavily, sneered, and raised his voice.
"Think about it carefully. Don't keep me waiting too long. I don't have much patience. If you are too timid to act, don't hold me back. Tell your deputy commander of the Imperial Guard to be cautious and not to ask or interfere in matters that are not her business. After I conquer it, it will be my exclusive trophy. Don't even think about getting involved."
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