All my subjects want to usurp the throne

Chapter 75
What's more, recently, it has been rumored that the emperor is disgusted with Concubine Wei, as long as he acts as a hindrance and provokes a little, I believe the emperor will definitely abolish Concubine Wei.

Even if the governor of Yuzhou held grudges at that time, he would only feel that the emperor was benevolent and unrighteous, and when he was protecting Yuzhou, he abolished his daughter.

Only Wu Zhao, as long as he reaches the position of noble concubine, he is only one step away from the queen.

Regardless of the present, Jananfeng, being a queen, even if it is a granddaughter, if it blocks his way, he doesn't mind cleaning it up himself.

There was a cold smile on his face, and the people next to him felt a little shuddered when they saw it.

In the past few days, Dong Zhuo has been looking for opportunities alone, Ling Xiao can see it.

The reason is nothing more than Wu Zhao, but he doesn't want Wu Zhao to be in power.

It is impossible for Huo Guang and Wang Mang to stop them every day. Besides, this palace is really too boring, and they want to play again recently.

I can only see Dong Zhuo first, otherwise, I will be so annoying to pester him every day.

As soon as he entered the Zichen Palace, Dong Zhuo relaxed and sat down, "Your Majesty, all the ministers have been in trouble recently. It's snowing heavily for the first time in the capital. Although we have to back off from worshiping our ancestors, Wu Zhao is here, and the Southern Miao people are here. There are always opinions.”

The implication is very obvious, Nan Miao will not give up until the imperial concubine is given.

But since Ling Xiao has always pretended to be a faint king in front of others, he should just go to the end.

"Our Great Qi Dynasty is so powerful, how can we be afraid of a little Nanmiao, besides, I have gone to Qinghu Palace, this harem is so big, they can't, they don't care where I sleep every day, right?"

Nan Miao may not have said anything, but you old thief Dong Zhuo couldn't wait, right?
Now using Nan Miao as an excuse, are you going to hold his head down and take him to Qinghu Palace?

Dong Zhuo was stunned for a moment, his face was not good-looking, the emperor became more and more arrogant, he originally thought that it would be easy to control if he was raised like this, and he didn't know how to be an emperor.

But now the emperor is so arrogant that no one takes him seriously. He tried to deceive him but failed. Is this like shooting himself in the foot?
Thinking in his mind, he said after a while, "Your Majesty, that's not the case. Southern Miao is developing rapidly."

"No matter how quickly, with the prime minister here, can they fly out their palms?" Ling Xiao stood up excitedly, "The prime minister alone can be worth millions of troops, and Nan Miao is nothing to be afraid of."

Dong Zhuo: "..."

If you don't understand the reasoning, the fool will not understand if you are roundabout, and if you are euphemistic, he will swell.

It's too difficult, it's like playing the piano to a cow.

The veins on his face were pulsing, but he still said directly: "The emperor should go to Qinghu Palace more often, so as to appease people's hearts. Princess Nanmiao, even in the south, is very beautiful. The emperor should see her more."

It seems to be a discussion, but it is actually an order.

Ling Xiao hurriedly took the tea in Li Dequan's hand, and pushed it over, "What the Prime Minister said is very true, I don't think about it, since the Prime Minister said so, I will definitely go to Qinghu Palace after the worship of the ancestors is over."

Only then was Dong Zhuo satisfied and left.

To worship the ancestors, the palace attire was prepared. He was wearing a black dragon robe with white fur edges, which was extremely warm.

The queen has the same color, bead curtain palace hat, and the emperor and queen stand together, and they complement each other.

The other concubines could only watch.

Qin Tianjian didn't say wait for the time, but the north wind was blowing and he felt his face hurt.

Ling Xiao regretted it so much that in order to avoid going to the harem, he proposed to worship his ancestors, but now it seems that it is not easy at all.

When the sedan chair left the city and arrived outside the imperial mausoleum, it had to walk up the steps, step by step.

The envoy didn't arrive at this moment, so he had to stand and wait.

Qin Tianjian looked at the sun, and when Ling Xiao could hardly stand, he shouted, "Let's set off!"

It was almost like redemption, and hurried into the carriage.

This is more comfortable.

All the people in the city were watching the emperor's demeanor and kneeling down to worship her.

There was also the Royal Forest Army, which arranged people to block it. However, Dong Zhuo lost some reputation last time, and his subsequent trip to the southeast ended.

It is said that the emperor was young, so he had to bear the pressure of the Daqi Dynasty by himself, which led to another wave of popular support.

Anyway, the old fox was riding a horse and walking around his carriage, looking solemn.

Ling Xiao pouted, this was not to pretend to protect the emperor.

When he arrived at the imperial mausoleum, Ling Xiao was dumbfounded when he saw the towering steps.

No wonder Dong Zhuo objected to worship, it was too torturous.

Looking at the arms and legs, they were already squeamish after being well served in the palace. If they climbed up, they might not be able to get down.

If I had known earlier, I should have listened to Dong Zhuo's words. With a bitter look on his face, you, the Qi Dynasty, are all dead. This is definitely the last time I will come to worship my ancestors.

Just as he was thinking about it, Dong Zhuo came to his side, perhaps seeing Ling Xiao's ugly face, and said calmly: "Every year, we need to worship the imperial tomb."

Ling Xiao: "..."

So torturous.

Grit your teeth, let's go.

Halfway through, I was out of breath and looked like an emperor.

Jananfeng is also having a hard time, but at least he came from a noble family. Even if he is tired, he still pays attention to etiquette, and every step is extremely beautiful.

Wang Mang is a military general, if he, the emperor, was not slow and blocked in front, I'm afraid he would have already rushed forward.

"Your Majesty, if you delay any longer, I'm afraid you'll miss the auspicious time."

Qin Tianjian persuaded without blushing.

Ling Xiao glanced at it. It is no wonder that Qin Tianjian, who has experienced three generations of emperors, has long been used to climbing.

"It's no longer possible. If I continue, I will be useless."

Just sit down, what auspicious time, it's just a lie.

The faces of Dong Zhuo and others changed, this is the imperial tomb.

"Your Majesty, all the ancestors are watching." Huo Guang said.

"No matter how hard I look, I can't help it. It's really my only bloodline. Are you going to exhaust me to death just to go to the imperial mausoleum? Doesn't that mean that the Qi Dynasty is over and has failed the late emperor?"

It’s such a high hat that no one can catch it.

Dong Zhuo watched, the little emperor couldn't bear it anymore, if he died before giving birth to the unicorn, everyone would be involved in this worship.

He had no choice but to be cruel, "If that's the case, then take the secret path."

Ignoring those rules, the others discussed and left a group of ministers and only a few guards.

From here, there was a flat area with ropes and chairs on it. Ling Xiao took a look and saw that it was not similar to modern ones, but it was not that advanced.

The ancients were still a bit wise.

Qin Tianjian shook his head gently. The two emperors in front of them both conquered the world. They also walked up to the imperial mausoleum step by step.

It happened that the little emperor was ordered to do something in danger and was in poor health, so he had no choice but to do this.

"It's fine for the emperor and queen to sit together."

Ling Xiao pulled Jananfeng to sit up, with guards behind him holding him down, and someone pulling him up in front.

Dong Zhuo and the others were also tired, but they couldn't get on the rope, so they just waited here.

Worshiping the imperial mausoleum, they are not at the front.

After all the hard work, these guards were sweating profusely, but they had reached the top of the mountain.

(End of this chapter)