Chapter 2049 Imperial Uncle, the World is Now in My Hands (38)
Is there something you need?
Duke Anguo chuckled and said listlessly, "I'm about to be in trouble."
If the ruler commands the subject to die, the subject has no choice but to die.
Duke Anguo finally understood.
Shen Linyuan holds military power, and Si Jin wouldn't dare to directly dismiss the commander, but he certainly would—he could dismiss him outright.
Unfortunately, His Majesty doesn't know this yet, and he's not someone who can be easily dismissed.
… …
Si Jin only knew that the Duke of Anguo had won over a group of court officials.
Unexpectedly, this group of people would be so loyal to him.
As soon as he was imprisoned, more than a dozen important ministers jointly submitted a memorial pleading for his release, and three thousand imperial students knelt outside the palace gates.
They said that the Duke of Anguo was a loyal and brave man, and begged His Majesty to thoroughly investigate the murderer, lest the hearts of his subjects be broken.
Whether they are heartbroken or not, Si Jin doesn't know.
But he's happy now, very happy.
His plan to seize military power could finally be put into action.
The weather in early summer is unpredictable. Soon it started to rain, mixed with the chill of late spring, and it fell drop by drop on the heads of the ministers and students.
Si Jin deliberately chose this time to go out and see them. She sat in a palanquin, held an umbrella, and circled around them.
After kneeling for three days, they finally saw the emperor. The leaders craned their necks, eagerly hoping that Si Jin would repent.
After all, what emperors feared most in the past was ministers remonstrating to the death or imperial students blocking their gates. If they were narrow-minded, they would have been so angry that they would have vomited blood and been forced to agree.
Nangong Sijin is still so young, and has been controlled by the Regent for many years, so he certainly wouldn't dare to offend them.
It's only a matter of time before we let Duke Anguo go.
Then Duke Anguo will reward them handsomely, and their lifelong wealth and honor will be secured.
Thunder rumbled in the sky, and the rain poured down harder. The leaders bowed down, pleading more earnestly: "The Duke of Anguo could never have killed His Highness! We beg Your Majesty to investigate thoroughly, or we will kneel here forever!"
The voice was mournful and heart-wrenching.
For Si Jin, however… it was like utter nonsense!
He leaned against the palanquin, took the grapes handed to him by Eunuch Liu, ate two casually, and spat the grape skins onto the leader, sighing, "I have come to invite you personally, do you really not wish to accept?"
"I won't get up!"
"Alright, let's keep getting soaked." With that, Si Jin waved her hand lazily, signaling for everyone to return to the palace.
Threaten him? In his entire life, the thing he fears least is being threatened.
Don't you like kneeling?
Fortunately, his divine power had recovered somewhat, so the rain could continue to pour for several more days and nights.
If you're not afraid of death, then keep kneeling.
After being soaked for seven days in a row, many students and ministers fell ill, and more than half of them could not endure it and chose to go home.
The leader tried to stop them with a hoarse voice, but was beaten by the group, spat on, and cursed.
"Fuck your mother, you're asking for it! You don't want to live, but we do!"
In short, seven days of rain caused the seemingly unbreakable alliance to crumble.
Seeing that the palace gates had been cleared, Si Jin stopped the rain and decisively invited the Northern Barbarian delegation into the palace to enjoy the song and dance performances as a farewell gift.
She even specially asked the goddess for a summer outfit, a crimson and gold tassel cropped gauze top.
Between nations, there are no permanent friends or enemies.
In peacetime, people are always easy to talk to.
The goddess even glanced curiously around the banquet, lowered her voice, and asked in broken Chinese, "Your Majesty, there don't seem to be any beautiful ladies at this banquet. Could it be that you've hidden a mistress away?"
“Yes, Jiao.” Si Jin turned her eyes, her gaze sweeping over Shen Linyuan, and smiled meaningfully: “She’s so charming.”
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