What favor are you fighting for?The empress's harem has won a lot of business

Chapter 247 Admit the gamble and admit defeat
"Master..." Gu Yu was a little puzzled.

"I heard that the empress got drunk six times in ten days, and the slaves also heard that there will be a draft in the next spring. Are you really not worried?"

Lin Ximeng looked at her face left and right in the mirror.

"I'm already a noble concubine, what are you worried about?"

"The noble concubine also wants to...serve the emperor, right? The emperor has no children, this time it must be raining and dew, when the time comes..."

Lin Ximeng understood that the people around her were afraid that she would fall out of favor and thus lose the status she had so hard to get.

But Lin Ximeng also understood.

Xie Chenyu looks like a suave and suave beauty, but in fact he has a clear heart and is an extremely refined egoist.

He can't do anything that doesn't benefit him.

It means that if he wants to pamper someone, it must not be because the woman is beautiful, but because he has other purposes.

If he snubs someone, he has a corresponding purpose, not that this woman is not beautiful.

In short, the emperor's mind is unfathomable.

Even I am a little confused, who is the emperor raising himself so high to deal with?Or what do you want?
Now I only know one check and balance queen, and I don't know the others at all. Maybe it will take a long time to understand.

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There was an uproar in the palace, and it was also turbulent outside the palace.

The original Lin family rose up overnight, and the Meng family, which had always been proud, was punished by the nine clans, and all the family property was confiscated into the national treasury.

The streets and alleys were full of such news for a while, and the common people were also enthusiastically discussing it after dinner.

There are even fashionable storytellers who have already begun to write scripts by hand, and the theater troupe started the performance directly, and everyone was full of applause.

September 28, Caishikou.

Wearing prison clothes and tied with a rope, the Meng family paraded through the streets one by one to show the public. After three laps in the streets and alleys of the capital, they finally came to this destination.

A row of twelve executioners stood on the high platform and ordered the Meng family to step forward one by one.

"Kneel down, my knife doesn't have eyes, if you move around later, you will be the ones to suffer."

Meng Zhengye's face was pale, and the fat all over his body was shaking.

"Don't move, don't move, please hurry up, so that we can be relieved earlier"

Meng Zhengye pleaded in a low voice, as long as he has a few taels of silver at this moment, he will definitely go bankrupt and buy the whole family a good time, but it is a pity that he was a wise man, and he has lived penniless until now.

He could only watch helplessly as the executioners slowly cleaned the knives and drank the big bowl of wine slowly, as if on purpose, they couldn't finish drinking one sip after another.

Meng Zhengye was speechless, so he had no choice but to look away.

There was a crowd of people under the steps, some of the people were cursing, some threw rotten vegetables and rotten eggs on the stage, and the guillotine was already dirty after a while.

But those people are obviously used to it.

The two executioners talked to each other unhurriedly.

"Just go back and take a good bath later. How many good people kneel here?"

"That's right, let's just be normal. After chopping off these heads today, go back and have a good meal of stir-fried kidneys to replenish your gallbladder."

"it is good!"

Amid the din of voices, no one noticed a woman in plain clothes with a large navy blue turban covering her cheeks.

She dressed up like an ordinary person, but neither her complexion nor the material of her clothes belonged to ordinary people.

She hides in the city, submerged in the emotional crowd, quietly watching those people on the stage.

From father to mother, from uncle to nephew.

There are more than 100 people in the Meng family, and none of them are kept alive, and all the nine clans are killed.

Meng Yuxi wrapped her turban tighter, made her figure as stooped as possible, and tried her best to listen to the discussions of the people next to her.

"Hey, he deserves it, how about a corrupt official who is a fish and meat common people, he really dares to have hundreds of thousands of silver."

"Isn't it? He dares to do it, why is he afraid that the emperor will punish the nine clans, kill them, kill them quickly!"

Meng Yuxi's heart sank, she wished she could find a crack in the ground and get in.

Noon has come.

The beheading officer sent by the palace respectfully greeted him and accepted the order from the palace.

When the eunuch left, the supervisor immediately cleared his throat and put on an appearance of being the biggest man in the world, raised his stomach, and stood with his hands behind his back.

"Come here, execute!"

There are no miracles, no legends, and there is no such legendary resurrection as saving lives in danger. There are only blood splatters and blood flowing profusely.

Most of the people had seen one or two prisoners being executed. It was the first time they had seen so many people and blood. Some people actually started to faint.

When the Meng family fell in half, the people under the ground finally couldn't stand it anymore and scattered.

In the end, there were only a few daring ones left who were still looking for excitement.

-

In the palace, Lin Ximeng was standing in front of the window sill, inexplicably restless. She opened the curtains and looked out of the window. After staring for a long time, she suddenly spoke.

"Bauhinia, you go to the Longevity Palace to guard it yourself. When Concubine Meng comes back, just come and tell me."

Bauhinia fart fart gone.

Three hours later, the sky gradually became darker, and Bauhinia finally came back.

"Master Bing, Concubine Meng is back, but she doesn't seem to be well, she was carried back"

Lin Ximeng got up hurriedly.

"Of course she will not be well today, let's go and see her"

In fact, she doesn't like looking down on people like this. She always feels that her eyes are a little awkward. She still likes to be ordinary and let everyone feel more comfortable together.

She changed into a homely floral gown with a pure white plaid skirt underneath, and the shoes on her feet were inlaid with oriental beads.

Lin Ximeng walked slowly to the Longevity Palace like a stroll.

At this time, the sky will be late, and only the afterglow of the setting sun will sprinkle the earth like blood.

Lin Ximeng strode in. Meng Yuxi was lying on the bed and was drinking medicine. Seeing her coming, Meng Yuxi looked calm as usual.

"What about Lin Ximeng, I lost to you after all, are you happy?"

"My father and mother, everyone in the family is on the guillotine, they are all dead, do you know what the storytellers and troupe outside commented?"

"How would I know this?" Lin Ximeng raised her eyebrows indifferently.

"You have such a vicious heart, Lin Ximeng, my father is your own uncle, how can you bear it?"

Lin Ximeng seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and laughed a few times before speaking.

"Is it possible that this is actually your own fault?"

"I have never compared with you. Even if there is a momentary disagreement, it is just a child's joke. You actually treat our Lin family as an enemy."

"If you can tolerate my mother's words a little bit, the relationship between the two families will not be like this."

Lin Ximeng took a few steps forward domineeringly, and leaned against Meng Yuxi's bed and looked at her fiercely.

"So you deserve it too"

"If you really care about winning or losing so much, then I tell you, I won"

Meng Yuxi closed her eyes, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Yeah, you won, I lost, this concubine admits the bet and admits defeat"

(End of this chapter)