"The late emperor and ancestors blessed our subjects with good weather and good harvests. I am deeply grateful—"
These ministers are so hypocritical, they even pray for good weather and good harvests. To deal with such subjects who say one thing to your face and another behind your back, it would be better to just let a thunderbolt strike them to death.
So as to avoid noise that confuses people's minds.
On days like this, Zhao Xin could not bear the pressure from his subjects and people to keep his wife imprisoned in Yong'an Palace. Those people believed in God, and they had to let the woman see the late emperor and ancestor properly.
Since he had just come out of the bedroom not long ago, his body was trembling and he could not stand steadily. Now he even needed a cane to walk.
It seems that he has been neglected after being locked up for such a long time.
Those maids and eunuchs with sharp eyes were all very smart. Seeing the queen's death, they dared to secretly act as lackeys and follow the orders of other concubines to make things difficult for her.
But the Queen Mother was different.
This was the concubine of the previous emperor, and no matter how low her position was, she still held real power. Even if Zhao Xin took back the Dragon Seal, it was impossible for the Queen Mother not to have private military power.
It's impossible that the Cui family didn't send the troops when they came to the door. Now, either it was caused by fate, or they have become indifferent and have truly regretted their mistakes.
"Your Majesty, I…I pay my respects to all the late emperors."
The Queen Mother trembled from beginning to end, and in the end she could hardly hold her walking stick.
Originally, women were not allowed to attend the Anshen Festival. This was probably the case since the late emperor, when the Empress Dowager was first brought there. It was also because this woman held the power of the Cui family that the two of them always had a particularly harmonious relationship.
However, the fate of Zhao Xin's generation was a bit more tragic. He had eight sons, each of whom was a prominent figure among men, but the late emperor actually had the least hope for him. He felt that Zhao Xin lacked the dragon spirit and the potential to transform into a dragon.
He almost laughed when he saw this part before.
Was the late emperor looking for an heir or was he planning to let the emperor practice to overcome the tribulation and then transform into a dragon and hover?
"A Jiaolong cannot be compared to a dragon."
My original self had put a lot of effort into becoming the emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty, learning its ancient methods and even locking himself in the library for nearly half a month. It was also because I had been out of the palace for a trip that I had encountered the divine Chen Mang.
After ascending the throne, he never expected that his court would be filled with treason. The emperor, knowing this, abandoned him and passed away alone. He even left his brothers to look after each other.
But have you ever seen brothers who wouldn't murder each other for this throne?
There were also some cruel ones who had made concessions with everyone before and planned to drug everyone to die together, but they missed one person, that is, the original body.
However, in the end, none of the brothers got to sit on the throne. He did get to sit on it, but he spent his entire life as a spectator under the Empress Dowager's rule.
A puppet for life.
And complete disappointment with the court.
Under the imperial court, there was a world of slaughter, and human flesh was cooked and slaughtered without mercy. Those ministers had been in power for decades, so how could they easily hand over all the military power?
Of course I don't want to.
And then all that shit happened, and then—
Then he brought the system here.
After the first day of worship, Zhao Xin went straight to Changle Palace to find Su Qingyu without even changing his clothes.
"Yu'er."
Su Qingyu was sitting on a chair and contemplating Go at this time, holding the flag in her hand, not knowing where to put it.
However, after hearing Zhao Xin's voice, he knelt down reflexively.
"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you."
"Your Majesty, your servant."
This is the difference between the queen and the concubines.
There can only be one principal wife, and no matter how many concubines she has, it is never too many.
"Your Majesty, I'm trying to teach the Empress how to play Go, but she's too dumb to learn. I remember I learned it in just two days."
"oh?"
He actually became interested when talking about Go.
"Then my beloved, if you win, I will grant you one request."
"What if the emperor loses?"
The sound grew deeper and deeper, like the gentle scratching of a kitten, but the voice was aware of its cruelty.
"Then I'll copy the female code ten times and be grounded for two months."
Given the emperor's unwavering commitment to his words, she had to take a gamble. After all, she was undoubtedly one of the best chess players in the capital.
“The world is vast, but the chessboard encompasses everything.”
The two of them were in full swing, and the more time went on, the more careless they became. The concubine even thought she was going to win and was still dreaming of getting rich overnight.
There is no regret in making this move, the situation is set.
Just now, they'd been locked in a fierce fight, but that was all just Zhao Xin's trick, luring her into a trap step by step. Blame it on her being too naive and innocent.
She actually fell into such a low-level trap, and yet she confidently boasted that she was the chess girl in the city, the kind of celebrity in the capital who was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Zhao Xin thought that the 9.9 yuan group purchase would probably last for another week or two if mixed in.
"I have won. As for my beloved concubine, you should return to the palace and brush up on your chess skills."
By the way, he took out a thick volume of excerpts from women's rings from the bookcase and placed it in the concubine's arms.
"Your Majesty...you..."
"Take the exaggerated female ring and copy it."
The concubine walked away in despair, holding the female ring that was as thick as a dictionary. Before leaving, she looked at Su Qingyu with a little resentment, as if she was very reluctant.
Su Qingyu was puzzled. This was the Anshen Festival, a big day for worship. How could His Majesty have the time to come here to find her?
She thought that the emperor had fallen in love with some beautiful woman again.
After all, as long as the emperor doesn't hate her, it's fine.
She really didn't want to go back to the miserable years she'd lived in the past, when even the coal she had in winter was of the lowest quality. Now, without the Emperor's help, she couldn't even survive.
"Your Majesty, shouldn't you be celebrating the festival today?"
"Someone's taking care of the festival, so you still have to clean up."
After all, Su Qingyu hadn't been on the throne for a long time, and her status as empress was bestowed by the Queen Mother. So naturally, she hadn't participated in the annual worship ceremony.
Every year, he would randomly pick a few people from the court to perform the worship, and he never considered using the queen. After all, at that time, he was jealous of Su Qingyu, who was like a cancer in his heart.
Zhao Xin decided that it was shameful to use cold violence against women.
At the same time, violently beating women is also shameful.
So he touched Su Qingyu's head calmly and placed the clothes in his hand on the table, along with a box of luxurious pearl hairpins and hair ties of various colors.
"I intend to have you follow me to the altar tomorrow."
"I...I have never done that."
Su Qingyu saw the emperor holding his hand lovingly and was silent for a while, then firmly denied herself.
The level of pain is nothing short of heartbreaking.
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