Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 517 – Fear

"Help us, Master Guan!"

"It's okay if you don't help me, but he must be rescued from the palace! He lives in fear every day. Can you help him for a while, but can you help him for the rest of his life?"

"His health is not good. I believe you have consulted a doctor for his pulse. Unless Zhong Liyao is willing to conceive an heir for him, he is doomed to have nothing in his life!"

"A royal husband without an heir, who would really put him in his eyes? Zhongli Yao is the emperor, no matter how much she loves and respects him, she will not risk her life to give birth to an heir for him. You know this very well. A bit, isn't it?"

Zhao Qingmei knelt on her knees, looking seriously into Guan Yi's eyes.

Guan Yi's expression froze. Unexpectedly, Zhao Qingmei knew Que'er's physical condition like the palm of his hand, and worried that Que'er would be disgusted by his wife because of his frail body. Therefore, Guan Yi never mentioned to anyone that Que'er could not conceive normally. .

"How do you want me to help you? Kill the king? Although my Guan clan is prosperous, it is far from being able to compete with the king of a country. In the end, it can only hit a stone with an egg."

Zhao Qingmei shook her head. She knew very well that Guan Yi's power was in espionage, not intrigue. The Jinwu Guards in her hands were all top spies. If Guan Yi was willing to use the power in his hands, many things would get twice the result with half the effort.

"Infiltrate your power into the palace. There is a top expert beside Zhong Liyao. Find a way to get rid of that expert. With my lord's ingenuity, there will be a rift between Zhong Liyao and that expert, and we will part ways completely!"

"If this expert can be eradicated as soon as possible, then when he enters Fanjing City in the future, Zhong Liyao can only be reduced to a fish under my sword, and your son, I will promise him the title of Imperial Husband of the Central Palace. The only royal husband."

"Hmph, with his love for you, even begging by your side would be a pleasure. Now he is the emperor's husband, but he does not hesitate to turn against his majesty. Now Fengming Palace is even more deserted than Lenggong. All of this must be done." Blame you, Zhao Qingmei, why should I want to plot rebellion for you!"

"I don't want to watch him die in front of me. For him, I want to drag Ran Qu into the flames of endless hell. For him, I want to get the supreme position."

"Tomorrow, I will leave Fanjing City. When I come back, I am afraid that there will be thousands of troops with vengeance behind me. Take good care of him for me. If something happens to him, my lord and I will regret it."

After Zhao Qingmei finished speaking, she respectfully performed the ceremony of a junior, then turned around and left, leaving behind Guan Yi who watched Zhao Qingmei leave thoughtfully.
In the autumn of the second year of Zongyue.

Due to the severe locust plague in the Ranqu Empire, local officials still insisted on imposing exorbitant and miscellaneous taxes due to the lack of compassion for the people. For a while, people's resentment boiled over, and soon, angry people rose up one after another to resist the tyranny.

The first to rise up was Liangshan County, which was extremely remote in the northwest of the empire.

Taking Liangshan County as the starting point, a single spark can start a prairie fire gradually. Hushan County and Anchen County joined the uprising army one after another.

It was the first time that she had seen such a large-scale rebellion since she came to the throne and lived in a peaceful and prosperous age.

At this moment, Guan Yi was standing down with his head downcast, but his eyes inadvertently glanced at the black figure hiding in the dark. The old man beside Zhong Liyao had no weakness at all.

She even seldom speaks, and now she doesn't even know who the other party is. She originally wanted to use the other party's hometown as a breakthrough, and follow the clues to find out the threat of the other party's family members, but when the old man spoke, he deliberately lowered his voice. No useful information can be derived from sporadic words.

Seeing that Zhao Qingmei had launched a war, but he still couldn't figure it out, Guan Yi, who was full of worries, went to Fengming Hall to discuss countermeasures with Sikong Que in the name of visiting the royal husband of the Zhonggong.

But unexpectedly met Zhong Liyao in the imperial garden, at this time there was no place to hide in the imperial garden, so the old man followed closely behind Zhong Liyao.

Guan Yi was overjoyed, this was the first time she had seen the old man's face so clearly in broad daylight, she had always had a good memory, so she imprinted the old man's face in her heart.

Suddenly, she found that the old man was wearing a simple and old sachet. Such a broken sachet still refused to be thrown away easily. For this old man, it must be a gift from an extremely important person.

She kept in mind the patterns and embroidery patterns on the sachet. The embroidery stitches are extremely special and must be a unique technique of a certain county. Then she will order someone to carry the portrait of the old man to investigate secretly, and she will definitely find something related to the old man. entangled people.

"Long Live Long Live Your Majesty!"

"Ok!"

"Go back!"

"The minister obeys the order!"

For this nominal head of state, Zhong Liyao still treats her with courtesy because of Sikong Que's face. Now that the relationship between Sikong Que and her is tense, she can only be anxious.

"Your Majesty, Ying'er is crying and clamoring to come to find her mother, the minister really has nothing to do, you see how to punish this little guy."

Sikong Cen, the imperial concubine, was holding the one-year-old eldest daughter Zhong Liying in his arms, with a helpless expression on his face, but the smile in his eyes was beyond words.

"Meet my aunt!"

"Your Majesty is a thousand years old!"

Sikong Cen's eyebrows and eyes were full of pride, he pretended to be humble and stepped forward a few steps, and was about to help Guan Yi, but Guan Yi refused his performance without a trace.

Guan Yi bowed to salute his nephew, and then lowered his eyes to watch the happy family of three leave.

If Que'er still doesn't care about Zhong Liyao, then the time for Sikong Cen to replace Que'er will be around the corner.Thinking of Zhong Liyao's touching vow to marry Que'er that day, she felt extremely ridiculous.

It was agreed that the eldest daughter of the emperor must be born in the middle palace, and it was agreed that Que'er would be regarded as a treasure, but what about now?

Zhong Liyao's harem will be filled with newcomers every month. In this short period of one year, counting her children who are still in her womb, there are as many as five or six.

Although Que'er is a bit stubborn, if she turns her heart with true emotion, even a stone will be warmed up one day, let alone Que'er with a delicate mind.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Zhong Liyao was hateful. Under this comparison, she realized that Zhao Qingmei was simply a rare and virtuous daughter-in-law. At least she was really devoted to Que'er.

In Fengming Hall, Sikong Que was still in meditation as an old monk, reciting scriptures at his desk, when he saw his mother coming, he looked behind his mother expectantly, but he didn't see a familiar figure, he felt a little lost Put down the pen.

"Why, I'm disappointed that I didn't see her? I, Guan Yi, the first generation, why did I give birth to such a stubborn son like you, hey."

(End of this chapter)