Chapter 152: Nan Zhao Empress Nan Wu
Obviously, the cost is clear and understood.
That is, the position of the Queen of Nanzhao.
While you still have a little more time to sit here, enjoy it for a while.
After they finished talking, they were about to say goodbye.
Wanqi Ruqing also understood Yun Zhuan's true character, which was probably beyond her imagination. It was hard to believe that a woman who was raised in a patriarchal country like Yuan Kingdom could have such bold and casual thoughts.
She played the emperor's power in the palm of her hand, which made Wanqi Ruqing tremble in his heart.
The girl in front of me, Nanzhao, must be a natural born king.
A terrifying person who is at ease and keeps all his plans hidden in his heart.
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Yingdu, the palace of Nanzhao.
Nan Wu sat in the magnificent palace, and the palace people around her lowered their heads.
She suddenly seemed to understand why a king who possesses everything would also suffer from endless loneliness.
When she first sat on the throne, Nan Wu was excited, but the next second after she sat on it, her mood returned to calm.
Because she became a puppet.
A puppet that allowed Northern Chu to exert its influence in Nanzhao, serving as a cover and arrangement.
Perhaps she should die for her country like her sister and brother-in-law.
Or maybe he should be like the great general who quelled the rebellion and conquered the east, heroic and valiant, taking the enemy's head amidst thousands of troops, and then being trampled upon by the enemy and his body cut into pieces.
Nan Wu was not sure whether the body was really torn into pieces.
But when the endless flames of war and broken swords swept across Yingdu, she clearly saw the head of the female general hanging on the city wall.
His head was chopped off and hung on the city wall for public display. This was the most humiliating day in the history of Nanzhao.
She shrank and trembled, and in a trance she could still see the female general coaxing her, saying, "Your Highness, there is no need to be afraid."
In the blink of an eye, it became bloody.
At that time, she was captured by the Northern Chu army and the Nanzhao rebels. Why?
They lacked a logical reason to take charge of the government, and she, Nan Wu, became the best reason.
Thus, a new king of Nanzhao ascended the throne, and a puppet government that angered all the people of Nanzhao was established.
Nan Wu felt a dull pain in her head and couldn't help rubbing it, murmuring subconsciously:
"Sister, being an emperor has so many advantages, why can't you come back and take my place?"
After saying this, Nan Wu couldn't help but sneer.
Even if Nan Yun came back, she would never give up and would die in the mountains and rivers of Nanzhao.
Instead, the entire dynasty sang praises to their touching love story.
"If you had agreed to marry the young master of the general's mansion at that time, perhaps the situation would not be like this." Nan Wu suddenly laughed.
Probably not only the young master of the general's mansion, but also the young masters of the Li and Zhao families.
Since Nan Yun was unwilling to treat her husband poorly in order to maintain a balance between the former dynasty and the harem, she would surely lose the trust of the ministers.
Losing the kingdom is only natural.
How could the imperial sister not know such an obvious truth?
It was just her delusion to take such a gamble for her royal husband, and the result was clear.
She lost the bet.
Fortunately, in the current Nanzhao, Nan Wu is just a puppet queen. No one will advise her whether to marry the emperor or not.
The longer she lives, the longer Nanzhao can survive.
So Nan Wu knew that she could not die. She would do anything to hold on to this miserable life.
"Your Majesty, it's already very late, you should go to bed early." A woman's voice was heard outside the door.
Nan Wu finally came to her senses. It was already 3 p.m. outside and the night was so dark.
"Where is the person in charge?" Nan Wu couldn't help but ask.
The woman outside said in a low voice: "Her Highness has begun to slowly regain control of the Dragon Guards. The people you sent to assassinate her have all failed."
Nan Wu closed her eyes and said, "You are quite capable. There should be more than just my people who were sent to assassinate me, right?"
"As you said, there are also people from the Wan family." The woman's voice was very long in the dark night.
Nan Wu stroked the purple-gold incense burner with beast ears: "The Wan family's hands are too long."
"Your Majesty, what do you mean?" The woman asked tentatively, "Lord Wanqi in the court has been getting close to those people from the aristocratic families recently, and has removed many people that the Wan family had planted in the court."
Nan Wu shook her head: "We can't let the Wanqi family do this."
The Wanqi family is too conspicuous and could easily bring disaster upon themselves.
"Send a message to the Jiang and Lu families, give them the evidence against the Wan family for many years, and let them decide for themselves what to do." Nan Wu thought for a while, "They will just think that I want to watch the aristocratic families fighting."
The woman paused for a moment and replied, "I will do it right away."
Nan Wu put down the incense burner only after everyone left.
As expected, she is Nan Yun's daughter. She is ruthless when she attacks. The killers she sent are not low-class people.
Moreover, she carefully selected them, hoping to deal a heavy blow to Nan Yi and suppress her confident elite division.
But she didn't expect that there were quite a few people around her who could be used.
From this point of view, it would be okay to borrow someone else's hand to polish this rough jade. It is no wonder that she, as an aunt, does not even take care of her own niece.
The intricate palace windows were wide open, and suddenly a carrier pigeon flew in.
The letter pigeon's hair was highlighted a little black. Nan Wu took the letter with a disdainful smile.
After finishing reading, she casually found a brazier and roasted it clean. Bei Chu was indeed well prepared. He would not stop until his good niece was killed.
In this case, she would lend a helping hand to Northern Chu.
Although she more or less looked down on the greedy old man, the King of Chu, she also had to remind the little girl that the position of the King of Nanzhao was not so easy to get.
It is hope, but hope is destruction.
Just like that, Nan Wu suffered from insomnia again.
He sat on the throne all night, motionless, his lips dry and cracked, and his eyes became even more fierce.
"Dragon Scale Guard." After a long while, Nan Wu finally figured it out.
A dark shadow appeared in front of Nan Wu: "My Lord."
Nan Wu closed her eyes and ordered, "How about the current fight among the princes of Northern Chu?"
The princes of Beimen clan have always been fratricidal. Otherwise, the old man, the King of Chu, could not ignore the mess in Nanzhao for long. After all, no matter how important Nanzhao was, it was not as important as his own princes.
The shadow whispered, "It's been very peaceful lately."
"Whose fault is it?" Nan Wu asked gloomily, "How do those spies planted in Bei Chu do their work?"
The shadow lowered his head deeply: "The King of Chu has not yet appointed a crown prince, so..."
"Then let those ministers force him!" Nan Wu threw the incense burner directly on the black shadow. "You keep dithering. How long do you want me to wait?"
As long as she can cause chaos in Bei Chu, she will have a chance!
The black shadow immediately stood up and took Nan Wu's order to do his job.
After Nan Wu saw the people leave, she felt sleepy and waved her hand, saying, "I will not attend the court today. I have been incompetent for a long time..."
(End of this chapter)