The Sims: The Emperor Raising Project

Chapter 238

Looking at Wan Qixi who was jumping up and down like a clown, Zhao Gou showed an unconcealable disdain and disgust on his face, a sneer crossed the corner of his mouth, looked at Wan Qixi with a half-smile, and said: "Shameless villain, I also kindly remind you that although Zhao Huan has a great talent and great strategy, he is also the master of speculation, and a person like you who only knows how to flatter and flatter you will definitely not be able to get into his eyes. I advise you to do it in the future. Be cautious in your words and deeds, otherwise, if you are a little careless, you will end up in a situation that will never be restored."

Wan Qixie suddenly trembled when he heard the words, squinted his eyes, nodded silently, and said: "For the sake of our monarchs and ministers, I kindly remind you to abdicate as soon as possible to let the virtuous. Maybe I will wish you a lifetime of wealth for the sake of being with your brother."

"Humph!"

Zhao Gou gave a heavy cold snort, ignored Wan Qixie, and was immediately pushed into the front hall of King Kang's Mansion by several soldiers.

Looking at the dozen or so concubines who had been escorted earlier, seeing their pretty faces paled in fright, Zhao Gou sighed helplessly, and said, "It's really my fault that my beloved concubine suffers so much."

When everyone heard the words, they got up and gave Zhao Gou a deep blessing, and said in unison: "The situation forced it, and it was not a crime of war. The officials don't need to blame themselves."

In the eyes of everyone, the opponent Zhao Gou encountered this time was too strong, even if he lost, it was really justifiable.

While he was talking, he saw dozens of soldiers walking in silently carrying a huge coffin.

Seeing this, everyone turned their gazes to the huge coffin, and couldn't help showing inexplicable expressions on their faces.

Right now.

Behind the coffin appeared the plump face of Wan Qixie, who was a villain. He first bowed to the coffin with a solemn face, and then bowed and saluted with everyone, and then slowly said: "The Taishang Huangzi Palace is here. Don't hurry up and pay respects?"

When everyone heard the words, they immediately became panic-stricken. After a moment of panic, they finally, led by Empress Wu, stepped forward to bow three times and nine times to Zhao Ji's Zi Palace.

In this era when filial piety is greater than the sky, unfilial piety is a heinous crime. Liu Bian seized on this weakness of Zhao Gou, and then made a big fuss, and finally ruined his reputation, thus breaking Lin'an City without bloodshed.

Looking at the huge coffin placed in the middle of the front hall, Zhao Gou sighed helplessly, silently came to the front of the line, and paid homage to the coffin.

After all the actors were seated, the front hall began to gradually resound with the sound of cries and sacrifices.

The reason why everyone is an actor is because there is no emotional foundation between everyone and Zhao Ji. As the ninth son of Zhao Ji, Zhao Gou has almost no sense of existence in the royal family. Ascending the Ninth Five-Year Position?

After seeing everyone cry for a while, Wan Qixi nodded in satisfaction, and then led a group of soldiers to exit the front hall silently.

Watching Wan Qixi's back gradually disappearing, Empress Wu silently approached Zhao Gou, glanced at the coffin parked in the middle of the front hall, and asked with a frown, "What does Wan Xianggong mean?"

Hearing this, Zhao Gou was furious, raised his hand and slapped Wu Shi, then looked directly into Wu Shi's eyes with an angry face, gritted his teeth and said, "Wan Qixi is nothing more than a shameless traitor, how can I be worthy of it again?" The word Xianggong?"

Wu Shi was stunned by this sudden slap, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to cover the burning right cheek, and looked at Zhao Gou, who has always been gentle and refined, with tears clearly rolling in her eyes. , but she raised her head stubbornly, not letting the tears fall down the corners of her eyes.

Zhao Gou lowered his head silently, looking at his right hand that was naturally hanging on his knee, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes, and after he let out a long sigh, his body sat down on the ground like a deflated ball.

until this time.

Zhao Goucai finally realized that when he slapped Mrs. Wu, he was no longer who he used to be. Without the backdrop of the throne, he was just a man who couldn't control his emotions when he was angry. mere mortals.

Looking at the dejected Zhao Gou, Mrs. Wu comforted him with words instead, saying: "With the talents and learning methods of the officials, even if they can no longer be honored in the ninth five years, they are still a rich man. Today the world is chaotic, and non-heroes cannot guard it." Great Song Jiangshan, my elder brother has a great talent and great vision, so he should be the official to protect the Zhao family's Jiangshan community, it is not easy for the ancestors to start a business, as long as Jiangshan still has the surname Zhao, what worries the officials?"

Hearing this, Zhao Gou raised his head silently, looked at the Wu family who made a speech, smiled miserably, and said, "They want to force me to issue an edict of abdication. How can I bear such a shameful humiliation?"

As Zhao Gou said, his gaze became more and more gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "This time, they will not be able to fulfill their wishes."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Wu silently glanced at the huge coffin in the hall, and sighed: "I'm afraid things are not as simple as the officials thought."

Hearing this, Zhao Gou followed Wu's eyes to look at the coffin that occupied half of the front hall, snorted heavily, and said, "I want to see what tricks they can play!"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Wu shook her head helplessly, retreated silently to a corner aside, hugged her knees with her hands, curled up in a corner, and stopped talking.

When Zhao Gou saw this, he couldn't help frowning, and then he muttered in his heart, "Could it be possible that the father can still be alive?"

That night.

Three quarters of ugly time.

Suddenly there was a gust of dark wind outside the front hall, and Zhao Gou, Wu Shi and others woke up in their sleep. Everyone followed the sound and looked out the window, but they saw vague figures outside the window. Everyone seemed to see a group of people with disheveled hair through the window. Floating around outside the window.

Even the determined Zhao Gou was so frightened after seeing the scene in front of him, not to mention weak girls like the Wu family.

About a quarter of an hour passed.

Just when Zhao Gou and the others were frightened and hugged each other tightly, there was a sudden burst of childlike weeping voices from around the front hall, mixed with the low voices of the old man and the low wailing voices of the old woman. .

Under the attack of howling ghosts and howling wolves in all directions without dead ends, the psychological defense of Zhao Gou and others quickly collapsed, and a heart-piercing cry for help came from the front hall.

Seeing this, Wan Qixi, who was drinking fine wine happily outside the hall, couldn't help laughing, and said, "I can't help but be scared, it's only the first day, and it's really no challenge to be so scared."

A general came to Wan Qixi silently, and asked softly, "Do you want someone to come in and check?"

Wan Qixie waved his hands with a smile when he heard the words, and said, "Where is this going? Let's talk about it later."

Hearing the words, the general nodded in understanding, then silently retreated to the side.

Another hour or so passed.

The time is Yin's hour.

Wan Qixi saw that the crying in the front hall gradually stopped, and the crying of everyone in the hall seemed a little hoarse, so Wan Qixi looked at the general standing behind him with a smile, and said: " Raise the drums."

Hearing this, the general immediately waved his hand and ordered the soldiers to carry twenty cowhide drums and arrange them around the front hall respectively, preparing to give everyone in the hall an all-round auditory feast without dead ends.

(End of this chapter)