Harem: Biography of Concubine Qin

Chapter 367
In the early morning of the next day, when the genius was dim, adults in twos and threes came to Yikun Palace.

Their faces were sallow, their eyes were dark, and their hands and feet were stiff when they moved. They looked like zombies crawling out of old graves.

They knelt for a whole day yesterday and still haven't recovered. Due to Suo'etu's coercion and their own mentality of standing in line, they still came today.

It's coming, and when Suo'etu arrived, he realized that the number of people today was much less than yesterday.

"What's going on? Where's Urhai?"

"Wuerhai got a cold when he went back yesterday. I went to his house to see him in the morning. He was wrapped in three or four layers of quilts, and he was so sick that he couldn't move on the bed!"

Suo'etu snorted coldly.

Even healthy people wrapped in three or four layers of quilts can't move.

Looking back again, he asked, "What about Jacob? Is it also cold?"

An insider raised his hand, "I know, his knee hurts when it's cold, and he couldn't get up after kneeling for a whole day yesterday."

Everyone said that they couldn't get up anymore, if Yikun Palace now announced that it was going to announce the secret edict, they would surely run faster than rabbits.

Suo'etu was very angry.

He has risen up like a star wearing a moon, and hastened to rush into the palace. Are these people more noble than him?
The situation is stronger than the people, and it is not easy for him to say anything more to offend these people, but he secretly remembers these names in his heart.

Xiao Mian, when my Erbeile ascends the throne, it will be as good as yours!
So under the leadership of Suo'etu, the sparse ministers knelt down again.

The blue brick floor was soaked in a night of frost, it was cold and hard, and when the knee touched it, it felt a tingling pain.

It was miserable.

All the ministers yelled, only Suo'etu gritted his teeth and barely supported himself.

Inside Yikun Palace, they heard movement outside the door, a young eunuch yawned and came up to open the corner door on one side.

Looking carefully outside the door, he murmured: "One, two, three, four..."

The number of ministers who came today has been reduced by half, and there are only about twenty left.

This is good news, he has to hurry in and tell Eunuch Zhuo.

The small table heard the wind, and followed the little eunuch to the palace gate to have a look, the number of people was reduced by half.

Looking at the expressions and winks of those adults, I knew that if I knelt down for another day, the people who would come tomorrow would be even less fearful.

With sharp eyes, he noticed that Suo'etu's arms were bulging, and he didn't know what was in them.

Can't help laughing, Master Suo really listened to him and brought dry food and water, right?

"Just stay here and watch these elders. If you have any new news, you will report it later."

The little table gave him an order, and then went to the main hall.

He walked in lightly, the inside was quiet, and when he arrived outside the bedroom, he saw Bai Shuang leaning against the door and dozing off.

He called softly: "Sister Shuang—"

Bai Shuang woke up suddenly, and when she saw it was a small table, she leaned her back back again.

"The master hasn't woken up yet. It's rare to sleep well today. Don't wake her up."

The little table nodded, "When there is nothing to do on weekdays, it's rare for the master to sleep peacefully. Why are these adults forced to come to the door, and the master's spirit has improved a lot?"

Bai Shuang said: "Our master has a good temper. He treats people gently and kindly on weekdays. If someone really wants to harm her, she can let others take advantage of it! The more these adults push her, the more powerful the master will be."

The little table smiled and said: "This is what the master often says, smash the pot and smash it."

"Pooh!"

Bai Shuang spat at him lightly, "What's the matter with breaking the can and breaking the boat?"

Not long after, the sound of pearl curtains resounded in the bedroom, Bai Lu walked out from inside, and then a group of court ladies holding toilet items filed in outside the door.

"Ah--"

Chen Wenxin stretched out on the bed and looked out the window. The weather was gloomy and autumnal.

Bai Lu helped her wash up slowly, and after breakfast, she wiped her mouth and called the small table to come in.

"How is it? How many adults are left today?"

"There are only twenty or so left, master don't need to worry, probably not many people will come tomorrow."

Chen Wenxin chuckled lightly.

"I'm worried? I'm not worried."

"Since ancient times, the death of Wen and the death of Wu have been in battle. They are in the government and the public. When they meet the king's grievances, they should go to the court. If the king refuses to listen, they can leave a name through the ages. But what about these people outside the palace?"

Her eyes were full of sarcasm, "Their admonishment is not because of what I did wrong, or what the emperor did wrong, but because they want to know the content of the secret edict for their own benefit. How can such a person let himself die? Good people don't Longevity, they... hmph, a millennium."

Bai Lu and Xiao Zhuo laughed so much.

"The master is right. When the adults left yesterday, the slave told them to bring dry food and water. Let's take a look today. What do you think?"

Bai Shuang's eyes widened when he heard that, "Did you really bring dry food? I'm going to check it out too."

The small table snorted, "Lord Suo and several other adults have bulging bags in their arms, and they don't know if they are filled with dry food. The slaves are being watched, and we will know in a while."

Chen Wenxin couldn't help but shook her head with a smile.

A group of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, also imitate others to play this set of tricks of remonstrance, and in the end it is themselves who suffer.

She is not worried about these people, but only cares about the emperor.

I hope that the French ship can dock as soon as possible...

At the same time, in Erbeile's mansion outside the palace.

The young man had a long shiny braid behind his head, his back was straight, and he was pacing back and forth in the study.

The little eunuch stood aside with his back bowed, watching him wander restlessly, and couldn't help admonishing him.

"Master Baylor, don't turn around. The boss has a sense of proportion and won't let himself have trouble."

What he said was rather tactful, if he was asked to tell the truth, he would have to say, how could that old fox Suo'etu really kneel himself to death outside Yikun Palace?

A dead fellow Taoist is not dead, so even if a lot of people die outside Yikun Palace, Suo'etu must be the last one standing.

Erbeile turned around with a sullen expression on his face.

"Who said I was worried about my grandfather?"

He is not ignorant of what kind of person Suo'etu is.

He wants to support himself on the throne, isn't it just for his own power?
How many of them are related by grandparents and grandchildren, connected by blood, are all hypocritical bullshit.

"What I'm worried about is Huang Gui... Huang Erniang."

The little eunuch's eyes widened in surprise, he didn't expect that at this time, the person he cared most about was Chen Wenxin.

Suo'etu is the one who is kneeling on the cold ground to eat the wind, and Chen Wenxin is hugging the quilt around the stove in Yikun Palace in good spirits!
"Her pregnancy is about to be full-term. Grandfather and the others are pressing her every step of the way. How about forcing her out?"

A person who is pregnant is already weak, and she still has to worry about managing the inside and outside of the palace, and worry about the situation on the front line, the emperor's body...

Erbeile slapped the table angrily.

He really didn't want Soetu to force her at this time.

But he couldn't.

Suo'etu was fighting for his future, his crown prince had just been abolished, and he would never be the candidate in that secret edict.

If he doesn't take the first step, then he will have to watch the great country fall into the hands of other brothers, and he himself will only live in a small Baylor Mansion for the rest of his life, and no one cares about him.

He had tasted this feeling of being left out for a few months, but he couldn't stand it anymore.

It's too hard.

It was so hard that the maple leaves in the courtyard turned red, and he could almost count them.

He could only hope that Suo'etu would take that position at all costs.

Suo'etu didn't just kneel and beg outside Yikun Palace.

His men, together with Tong Guowei's, had at least [-] soldiers.

Concubine Tong Gui used to be his adoptive mother. Although she had no feelings for her, Tong Guowei no longer had any close princes in the court.

Others are at the border, out of reach, and can only entrust their hopes to Suo'etu and Erbeile.

They also promised him that once Erbeile came to the throne, Concubine Tong Gui would definitely be crowned queen, and Xu Tongjia's family would be second only to Hesheli's family in glory.

Combining the strengths of the two clans, once it comes to a critical moment, if you want to force the palace to seize power, there is still a chance of winning.

He can only wait now, slowly.

As long as the secret edict is brought out and a way is found to change that person into his name, then he can justifiably board the Golden Dragon Chair.

Until then……

He raised the corners of his lips coldly.

At that time, he will have the final say on everything, whether to pursue the concubine Tong Guifei or not, it is still up to him.

"Master Belle, it's bad!"

A subordinate rushed in from outside the door, and beat Erbeile a thousand children.

"Today, many adults claimed that they were seriously ill. The servants visited a few houses, and five or six of the ten pavilions were recuperating at home. Lord Suo went to the palace early in the morning, and I am afraid that his momentum has lost a bit compared to yesterday."

Fewer people entered the palace, which Erbeile had expected.

He didn't expect to lose so much at once, and he didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

The joy is that Chen Wenxin has always been so smart and decisive, she saw through the intentions of Suo'etu and others at a glance, and knew that they would not dare to remonstrate with their lives.

She is different from other women in this way, tough and dazzling.

What is worrying is that Suo'etu's method of forcing her to hand over the secret edict does not seem to work, and he will have to think of other ways next.

What if she persisted in her own opinion and refused to hand over the secret edict, and she must wait for the news of Sheng Jia's death before she would hand it over?

But when the dust settles, once the secret edict is opened, all the ministers will follow the edict to support the new king's ascension to the throne.

At that time, if you want to change anything, you will plot treason and usurp the throne.

Everything is different.

No, he couldn't allow himself to be the first among the descendants of Aixinjueluo to conspire to usurp the throne.

If it succeeds, let it go, if it fails, you will be infamous and cast aside forever.

He is the emperor's only legitimate son, the blood of Aixinjueluo and Hesheli, how can he be so embarrassed?

Thinking of this, his heart hardened.

"Go and tell grandpa that they must persevere. Even if one or two people die, it doesn't matter. The secret edict must be opened before Huang Ama dies."

(End of this chapter)