Chapter 560 If You Don’t Give It to Me, I Will Come and Take It
For a moment, the Emperor of Northern Qi didn't know who to hate or who to blame.
If he had listened to the imperial teacher's advice and not gone to Canghualou, how could these things have happened?
Even if the imperial tutor drank something dirty and lost his mind, if Concubine Shu had not drugged Yizhen that day, the two of them would not have had such an ill-fated relationship.
Who could have thought that there would be such a coincidence in this world.
but--
Yizhen lost her innocence, betrayed him, and even dared to give birth to a bastard, pretending to be his offspring.
It was really a good thing for her to die in the mouth of a wild beast.
Otherwise, she would be skinned alive and her bones would be crushed to dust.
The actions of the imperial teacher are even more unforgivable.
"You have been diligently and attentively managing the affairs of state for me. It turns out that you are not loyal to me, but have long harbored evil intentions, considering the Chu family's kingdom as yours."
The Northern Qi Emperor gnashed his teeth and said, "You know very well that I despise Yizhen and the child she gave birth to. In this deep palace, without anyone to protect him, he simply cannot survive."
"For your own ambition, you colluded with the Duke of Zhao to have the child taken to the Great Zhou for upbringing. When the child grows up and the opportunity arises, you will have me take him back, so that he can inherit my throne."
"What a great trick you have! You are really good at scheming!"
The Emperor of Northern Qi thought that he had been fooled by his imperial tutor and that his kingdom had been snatched away without any soldiers, so he wished he could cut the imperial tutor into pieces.
"you……"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, a fishy-sweet taste surged in the throat of the Northern Qi Emperor, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
The Imperial Tutor did not deny his ambition: "Your Majesty, you have no other heirs to the throne. It makes no difference to you who inherits the throne."
These words were like a sharp blade, piercing the chest of the Northern Qi Emperor.
"You...you're dreaming..." The Northern Qi Emperor stared at the Imperial Preceptor, hating him to the core: "I...I still have...Qi...King Qi..."
"The Prince of Qi was not born to the Empress. The Virtuous Prince was your only biological son, yet he died at your hands." The Imperial Preceptor spoke calmly, stabbing the Northern Qi Emperor in the chest again. "You are the ruler of this world. Whether the Virtuous Prince is guilty or not guilty of what he committed in Yongqing County is entirely up to you. If you had a little more courage, you wouldn't have killed him."
Suddenly, the Imperial Master smiled and said, "That's right. Your stupidity and incompetence are actually my strengths. Otherwise, I wouldn't support you in becoming emperor."
The Emperor of Northern Qi was so upset that he felt a pang of pain in his heart and spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound.
In his life, what he hated most was people mentioning his stupidity and incompetence.
But the imperial tutor said that he assisted him in becoming emperor because of his incompetence.
He was chosen by the imperial teacher.
It was not he who gave the imperial teacher the authority.
In addition, the death of the wise king is a pain that he will never be able to erase in his lifetime.
It was his misjudgment that led to his son's death.
Jiang Jianzheng's prophecy at the time did not refer to the wise king, but to the imperial tutor Yan Heqing.
Unfortunately, he realized it too late.
"Someone come...someone come..."
The Emperor of Northern Qi struggled and pulled the bell on the bed curtain, trying to call the secret guards and the guards outside the palace to capture the imperial teacher.
But no one responded.
It was not until this moment that the Emperor of Northern Qi finally understood why the Imperial Preceptor dared to confront him so blatantly. It turned out that the Yangxin Palace was under the control of the Imperial Preceptor.
His heart sank, as if he had fallen into a cold abyss.
The Emperor of Northern Qi refused to give up and pulled the bell desperately, making it jingle.
Because he doesn't want to die here yet.
"The Chu family's kingdom should have been returned to its rightful owner long ago." The Imperial Tutor coldly watched the Northern Qi Emperor's dying struggle and brushed off the dust on his sleeves. "If you won't give it to me, I'll have no choice but to come and take it myself."
The Emperor of Northern Qi looked horrified, as if he had seen a ghost.
The remnants of the previous dynasty that he had been looking for for most of his life were right next to him.
It was originally thought that he relied too much on the Imperial Master, which fueled the Imperial Master's ambition and made him want to take over the Chu family's kingdom for himself.
But listening to the meaning of the Imperial Teacher's words, it is clearly not the case.
I never thought that the imperial teacher was from the previous dynasty.
But he didn't realize it at all and even ended up nurturing a tiger to harm him.
He was blind and couldn't see the people around him.
When the imperial teacher cleared away the confusion.
All the truth came to light.
It was at this time that the Emperor of Northern Qi understood everything.
The plague in Yuncheng, the unsolved case of the extermination of the entire Lin family, the stolen remains of Yizhen, the mystery of the Prince of Qi's life, the riot in Yongqing County, the death of the virtuous prince, and the rumors that the Right Pillar State was plotting a rebellion...
These should all be the work of the Imperial Master, right?
The imperial tutor did this for two purposes. One was to allow Zhao Yi to quickly gain a foothold in Northern Qi. The other was to defeat political enemies and eradicate the royal bloodline so that Zhao Yi could smoothly inherit the throne.
The Emperor of Northern Qi didn't know whether he should feel sad or ridiculous.
He considers himself the ruler of the world.
But in the end, he was just Yan Heqing... no, he was just a puppet in the hands of Zong Zheng Changyuan.
The Emperor of Northern Qi was extremely shocked and could not breathe. He made a "ho ho" sound in his throat and blood kept pouring out.
At this time, Yan Yi and several civil servants walked into the inner hall.
Half of these civil servants were former officials of the previous dynasty.
The Northern Qi Emperor instantly understood the Imperial Tutor's intentions, his eyes wide open, and he stared at the Imperial Tutor intently. The more he tried to speak, the more blood flowed from his mouth, bloating his face until it turned black, and his breath weakened.
As expected, the Imperial Preceptor took out a piece of rice paper from his sleeve and handed it to the Grand Secretary: "This is the will that Your Majesty instructed me to draft in advance. Please organize it and draft it."
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