The Queen's Guide to Wealth

Chapter 8 Death Knell
No matter who is in power in the end, it has nothing to do with her. She just hopes that those people will stop pestering her.

The emperor died, and he ran away again. Xie Xian might have turned the table in anger.

Thinking of this cheap grandpa, Jin Bo felt a little bit embarrassed, he was the richest man in the world, he would do something wrong, but he wanted to rebel.

Although this is a crazy plan to turn a bicycle into a motorcycle, but Dayou has reached the end of the country's subjugation, even if it wins that position, what's the point.

Do you really love your daughter so much and want to avenge Concubine Ying?Jin Bo shook his head, shaking off these messy thoughts.

The Xie mansion was brightly lit at the moment, and the servants and servants held white curtains and lanterns to replace the decorations in the mansion.

From time to time, someone entered Xie's mansion from a remote corner door, and was led by servants to hurry to Xie Xian's study.

The people gathered here in the study are all prominent figures in the Great Youdu City.

Their eyes were all on Xie Xian, waiting for him to make an idea.

Xie Xian's complexion was as usual, but the slightly trembling beard and tightly clenched fists showed that there was already a huge wave in his heart.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, this happened suddenly, and it was a little different from our plan.

Originally, he was going to force him to pass the throne to Empress Jinbo at the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet, but now this step is just omitted.

Whether there is an edict to pass the throne is not important.The important thing is that the person who takes that position must be Jin Bo.

Time is limited, I have to take His Royal Highness into the palace for the funeral now, you follow the original plan and proceed ahead of schedule.

We are not the only ones staring at that position. Now that the emperor is dead, it depends on who moves faster. We must seize the opportunity. "

"National teacher over there..."

Xie Xian exhaled, and stood up straight: "You don't need to worry about this, I heard that the national teacher is seriously ill, and he will not come forward about this matter.

His apprentice, Nan Zhu, is only eleven or twelve years old, so he can't do much.

Let's just do our own thing well, success or failure depends on it. "

After the words fell, he turned around and changed his clothes to prepare to enter the palace, but he said worriedly.

"Remember, the people who build the altar in the city are the most important part. Make sure they appear outside the palace on time to petition."

Everyone got Xie Xian's answer, and their flustered emotions stabilized.

We have already reached this point, and it is really a success or a benevolence, slightly adjust the planned process, and go to prepare separately.

Xie Xian cheered up and said to Xie Qiming: "Go and fetch Jin Bo, and enter the palace with me."

Before the words finished, Nanny opened the door and barged in: "My lord, His Highness is gone."

Xie Xian suddenly felt dizzy, supported the table and shouted.

"Missing? An eight-year-old child can disappear under your nose."

Turning his head and pointing at Xie Qiming: "Go quickly and tell them to suspend their actions. Don't mention Jinbo's disappearance."

Xie Qiming's face tightened, but he felt a little relieved, thinking that this might not be a good thing.

Without Jinbo and their plan, it was a relief for everyone, he didn't want to live such a life of worrying and laboring again.

Dayou already looks like this, even if they succeed, what's the point of obtaining such a dilapidated country.

There was a younger sister in the past, she could get her father's appreciation for everything she did, and she was obviously the one who made money for the Xie family.

Whatever he does, his father feels that he is inferior to his sister. No matter how well he does, it will not earn his affirmation.

His Xie family could have lived a life of prosperity, abundance and comfort, why did his father drag the whole family to take risks.

Jinbo is still an eight-year-old child. He doesn't believe that if his sister is still alive, he will have the heart to let his daughter go this way.

He hesitated and didn't want to move, thinking that this matter would be over now, he devoted himself to earning money, and comforted the whole family, old and young.

Thinking about how to persuade his father to give up the plan, he pursed his lips and said, "Father, please rest, your body is important."

Xie Xian was a little distracted and didn't notice the subtle changes in Xie Qiming.

Slumped down in the chair: "If something goes wrong in this matter, many people will have to be implicated, and if their lives are gone, why should they care about themselves?"

Xie Qiming opened his mouth, afraid that what he said would offend his father.

He clasped his hands tightly, leaned forward slightly, adjusted his tone and was about to speak when he was hit on the head by a book.

Somewhat frightened, he shrank his shoulders and lowered his head even lower.

Seeing Xie Qiming standing with his head bowed, Xie Xian's heart was inexplicably angry. He hated this son's shrinking appearance the most.

He has no big ambitions and only wants to be safe, which is not as bold as Yinger's.

Thinking of his dead daughter, Xie Xian's heart throbbed again.

Looking up and seeing Xie Qiming's shoulders slumped, he became even angrier, picked up the scroll on the table and smashed it at it.

"Hurry up, it's really a piece of rotten wood, how does it look like someone from my Xie family."

After Xie Qiming suffered this, the fear of being dominated by his father welled up in his heart.

He swallowed all the words of persuasion, and left the room without saying a word.

At this moment, there is only one thought, which is to do the things that my lord father told me more beautifully.

Thoughts of disobedience and doubt were suppressed for life.

The mammy who was kneeling down trembled, looked up at the objects on the desk, and moved back a little.

Swallowing her saliva, she said cautiously: "My lord, the death knell rang at night. I thought you would take His Highness to the palace for the funeral. When I got up to serve, I found that she was gone."

Xie Xian rubbed his forehead, and said weakly: "Have you searched carefully? She is an eight-year-old child, and she can fly with wings.

I think he was scared by the death knell and hid. He had the same temperament as Yinger when he was a child. "

Mammy rubbed her hands nervously, "As soon as I found out, I ordered Azhuabi to look for it. There is no news yet."

"Find a few more reliable people, and search carefully in the mansion first. Don't spread this in advance."

Nanny nodded in response, she also felt that it was impossible for Jinbo to slip out of Xie's mansion.

During this time together, I feel that I still have a certain understanding of Jinbo.

Although they are a little naughty, they will ask some weird questions, but their nature is still good and kind, and they will not leave them like this and run away.

"The servant also thinks the same way, my lord, rest assured, as soon as I have news, I will report back."

Xie Xian waved his hand: "If you can't find her in the mansion tomorrow, we will deal with those irrelevant people in her courtyard in the evening."

The nanny who had just got up almost knelt down again when she heard the words, and retreated weakly.

Xie Xian's slightly tired voice came: "As a national soldier, I must go to the palace, but fortunately, few people know that His Highness is in my residence.

If she didn't show up, no one would involve this matter on Xie Fu's head.

During this period of time, you will be busy with the emperor's funeral. Before the dust settles, you must bring Jinbo back to me. "

Mammy nodded her head like a cat, and only dared to take a big breath after closing the door. This night is destined to be restless.

(End of this chapter)