Mosquito Incense Heroine[Quick Transmigration]

The injury was quickly treated by Ling Yu and bandaged.

Lin Qi's lower body was covered with a quilt, and her upper body was sitting on the head of the bed. She was not wearing a shirt, revealing her chest and abdomen wrapped in bandages, which gave her a slightly ambiguous feeling.

And Ling Yu was sitting on the chair beside the bed table, with her back straight, her expression was the rigorous and serious expression she had when she was the crown prince, when she was discussing important government affairs with her ministers.

At this moment, what the two are discussing is not government affairs, but a plan to seize the throne.

"According to what the prime minister sees, how can I break the current situation?" Frankly speaking, after learning that Lin Qi and himself stand in the same position, Ling Yu is no longer disheartened, and his eyes are shining, "And, we I want to know, what price did the prime minister pay to make my royal father change his mind?"

When speaking of the word 'Father Emperor', Ling Yu couldn't see any father-daughter friendship in his expression, only coldness.

Lin Qi didn't say what the price was, but said: "In fact, Your Highness doesn't need to call you Prime Minister anymore."

Ling Yu's pupils shrank slightly, and a heavy look appeared: "You are in exchange for the position of prime minister?"

Lin Qi nodded, then shook his head again: "It's not as simple as a mere official position like the prime minister, but the power held in the hands of the minister. In exchange, the minister agreed to accept the emperor, and he asked himself to become an official."

Ling Yu's hands were clenched into fists, and his brows were tightly wrinkled.

She naturally understood the difference.

Perhaps losing the position of prime minister and asking oneself to be an official both mean not being a prime minister. It sounds like there is not much difference, but in fact, the difference is as big as heaven.

No matter what the reason is, if a prime minister is dismissed by the emperor, the faction of the prime minister that occupies half of the court will not let it go. It is very likely that the emperor will withdraw his will in the end in despair, or Lin Qi temporarily retreats, but he still holds power , From the appearance to the hidden appearance, there is no real change in the court situation.

Asking to become an official is different. It was Lin Qi who renounced his power and gave up his position as the leader of his faction to the latecomers. There was no room for his ministers to make a fuss. Everyone was too busy fighting for power.

In short, it is the difference between a peaceful breakup and a tearful breakup that may be inseparable.

Ling Yu said in a deep voice: "Maybe it's perfunctory, or break the agreement?"

Lin Qi's eyelids twitched.

As expected of a person who held power and became a prince, the one who plays politics is the heart. A person like Ji Yueguang Fengcheng Ling Yu can also regret it after achieving his goal without any psychological burden.

... To be honest, Lin Qi also thought about regretting it.

But no.

Lin Qi shook his head: "If the imperial decree does not have His Majesty's support, it will be a piece of yellow silk that would be stained with ink if it is used to make clothes. It is said that it is a marriage gift, but before the actual marriage and feasting, it becomes a fait accompli , just like the abandoned death-giving edict, it can be taken back by His Majesty at any time."

Ling Yu sneered and said: "That's right, I think the emperor can hand over the imperial decree of marriage to Qing so readily, and he will not be unsure. If Qing doesn't submit the memorial of his appointment to the court tomorrow morning, the decree of bestowing marriage will not be counted." .”

"Hence, Your Highness should know that there is no room for change in the matter of the minister becoming an official."

Ling Yu felt heavy and uncomfortable.

As a woman, the prime minister carefully concealed her identity. In the officialdom, she climbed step by step to the high position of prime minister with less than one person and more than ten thousand people. The painstaking efforts and efforts she put in were countless times more than those of the other men.

This is beyond the imagination of Ling Yu, who was born in the royal family, and at least has the power and human protection left by his mother and concubine.

The hardships and dangers during the period may be difficult to write.

However, the high position of prime minister, which he finally reached, has to be lost because of her, which makes Ling Yu feel uncomfortable anyway.

"It's a pity..." Ling Yu murmured.

Lin Qi lowered her head.

Of course, she would not think that what Ling Yu said was a pity, it was a pity that the lost authority was a pity, and she also understood what Ling Yu was thinking.

In fact, Lin Qi had nothing but admiration for Yuan Fengqing's experience along the way, but she didn't dare to say that she could do it in a different place.

The higher he gets to a high position, the more he hates the way of the world that oppresses women and traps them in the boudoir in the backyard.

"It's not a pity." Lin Qi didn't let the negative energy spread, "If you can win the final victory and climb to the top, then all the sacrifices you've made now will be worth it."

The position of prime minister who can only be secured by concealing her identity as a woman is exchanged for the enthronement of an empress who naturally stands on the position of a woman. This transaction is unquestionable even if the original body is light here.

"Your Highness, do you have this awareness?" Lin Qi looked directly at Ling Yu and said.

Ling Yu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, besides the burning look, there was a bit more firmness in his eyes.

She stood up and said with her hands behind her back: "If one day I ascend the throne as the emperor, the position of prime minister must only be qualified by you!"

Ling Yu turned her head and stared at Lin Qi: "I can't let Qing keep the position of Prime Minister that I worked hard for, so I can only compensate Qing for the position of Prime Minister that I can take out."

Lin Qi: "Oh, oh..."

She felt her heartbeat beating uncontrollably.

Seeing similar words in novels and actually seeing them spoken by a queen with the potential of an emperor are completely different concepts.

Ling Yu, who is heroic and energetic, is absolutely the handsome young lady who can best impress Lin Qi's aesthetics.

It's over, it's over, she is so bent, her heart beats faster when she looks at a girl.

Lin Qi coughed dryly, avoided meeting Ling Yu's gaze, and diverted his attention: "It's a blessing in disguise. Although the position of prime minister has been lost, it's not a big deal in terms of our current situation. bad thing."

Although Ling Yu was a little puzzled by Lin Qi's slightly red earlobes, he still followed the topic and said, "Aside from being too regrettable, it's really not a bad thing."

Lin Qi said: "There are still several princes, but the position of prince is vacant."

Ling Yu followed and said: "Although the several imperial brothers are strong and weak, overall, they can be said to be evenly matched."

Lin Qi said again: "The prime minister has retired, His Majesty has gathered power, and the court is in turmoil. It is necessary to establish a reserve as soon as possible to stabilize the ministers."

Ling Yu continued: "The high-ranking ministers in the court all have their own princes who support them, and they only wait for a memorial to the crown prince."

After several exchanges, the two looked at each other, and they both saw the same thoughts as themselves in the other's eyes.

After a brief silence, the two said in unison: "Sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight!"

A chuckle spread from Ling Yu.

She suddenly felt much lighter.

"Qing and I have a very tacit understanding of ideas, and our temperament is quite harmonious. I was prejudiced before, so it's a pity that I didn't get to know Qing earlier."

Lin Qi didn't know what to say to describe the inexplicable fit between the two.

Could it be... fate?It's more like a strange familiarity.

In any case, the next course of action is determined.

Now that they are in a weak position, in the eyes of the emperor and several princes, the deceiving princess and the official prime minister are no longer enough to be regarded as opponents, so they should make good use of this situation.

Immediately, Ling Yu took the pen for Lin Qiyan's ink, and the two of them stayed up all night to finish writing the official memorial that needed to be presented when they went to court the next day and another memorial to ignite the flames.

However, when handing over the memorial to Lin Qi, Ling Yu couldn't help but look at Lin Qi's injuries with guilt and worry.

"Qing is injured like this, can he survive the court tomorrow?"

How do you think this injury came from!

Getting annoyed and having nowhere to complain, Lin Qi snatched the memorial and gritted his teeth: "If you can't do it, you have to do it!"

……

Outside the Golden Luan Hall, many officials waiting to go to court gathered.

Lin Qi was injured, so she came late, almost the last one to arrive.

There were well-informed officials who already knew the two orders issued by the emperor. When they saw Lin Qi appearing at this moment, some officials from the prime minister's faction immediately came forward to ask Lin Qi in confusion and anxiety.

Lin Qi didn't stop in his footsteps. When he passed by, he raised his hand to stop them from asking: "I know that you are very confused. We will wait until the next court to discuss everything."

After finishing speaking, he went straight to the front of the officials, the center of the gate of the Golden Luan Hall.

Not long after, the gate of the Jinluan Hall slowly opened.

Lin Qi strode forward.

All the officials followed closely behind them, civil and military separated on both sides, and each walked to the position of the station. During this period, no one spoke, only the sound of mixed footsteps echoed in the palace.

When Emperor Chongzheng appeared, he had a different smile than usual, and even walked towards the dragon chair a little lighter than usual.

During the whole morning court process, Lin Qi could feel that Emperor Chongzheng's eyes hardly left him.

Lin Qi knew what Emperor Chongzheng was waiting for, and the corners of his lips raised slightly, but he pretended not to know.

It wasn't until halfway through the morning court, when Emperor Chongzheng's eyes gradually became sharper and his expression began to turn ugly, that Lin Qi finally took a step forward and walked out of the line of officials.

"I have something to do."

Lin Qi held the notebook with both hands, and said lightly.

Almost immediately, Emperor Chongzheng interrupted the other officials who were still arguing about another trivial matter: "What is the prime minister doing?"

The voices in the hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at Lin Qi.

Under such gazing, Lin Qi kept his tone steady, without saying any foreshadowing words, and said bluntly: "I invite you to resign."

It was as if there was a thunderbolt on the flat ground, and all the officials were in an uproar.

Only Emperor Chongzheng showed a smile: "Since Aiqing took up the post of prime minister, she has been busy and worked hard. Now Aiqing feels exhausted physically and mentally. Since she asked to resign, I will naturally not refuse. Come!"

Then, he gave a lot of rewards and cherished supplements, which can be regarded as fulfilling the reason why he said that the prime minister should become an official.

During the chorus of the monarch and his ministers, the matter of Lin Qi becoming an official was finally settled.

Things started and ended so quickly that the ministers had no time to react.

Immediately afterwards, as Lin Qi's honest response to his invitation to become an official, Emperor Chongzheng's announcement of the marriage proposal in court made the officials turn from astonishment to coldness.

No matter how dull the official is, by this time, he already understood what happened.

Emperor Chongzheng was almost an undisguised business, throwing a princess as an abandoned son to appease the prime minister, and took away the prime minister's position.

No one thought that Lin Qi gave up his official position because he wanted the princess voluntarily.

All the ministers would only think that this was half-forced by the emperor. Now that he is the prime minister, who knows if it will fall on them officials in the future.

Thinking of this, all the officials were in danger, and immediately the censor came out to try to stop it.

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yu Shi who spoke was interrupted by Emperor Chongzheng impatiently waving his sleeves.

"Enough is enough, no need to say more!"

After all, it was Lin Qi who invited him to become an official, and Yu Shi didn't have much reason to say.

In the end, under the dominance of Emperor Chongzheng, the matter was settled.

"If you have something to play early, if you have nothing to do, retreat!"

Satisfied, Emperor Chongzheng couldn't wait to go down to the concubines in the harem to vent his pride.

Lin Qi sneered.

How could she let Emperor Chongzheng go down to court with such satisfaction.

She had not made any movement since she presented the official memorial, and quietly signaled to a pre-arranged official in the civil servant sequence with her eyes.

After receiving instructions, a civil servant stood up when he left.

"I have the original play!"

Emperor Chongzheng frowned.

That official is so ignorant, can't you see that he doesn't want to listen to people's affairs at all now.

When he was about to wave back the opponent, the civil official seemed to have seen Emperor Chongzheng's plan, and said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, the position of the crown prince is now vacant, and the country has no heir, how can all the subjects feel at ease! Please play Your Majesty, be crown prince!"

As soon as these words came out, the ministers who were a little sluggish because of their own danger were immediately shocked.

"My minister agrees!"

"The minister also agrees!"

The leading ministers of several factions looked at each other, unwilling to fall behind anyone else.

This made Emperor Chongzheng, who felt that he was in his prime and didn't want to appoint another heir so soon, quite surprised and angry.

When he suppressed his anger and wanted to say a few words to appease him, the eager expressions of the princes who saw the potential and couldn't wait to participate in politics became sparks that ignited the barrel.

"A group of scoundrels!"

Emperor Chongzheng picked up the objects on the table in front of him and threw them at several princes.

The angry Emperor Chongzheng went down without even looking at it.

Lin Qi folded his hands, and led all the ministers to bow to the empty dragon chair and said: "Respectfully, Your Majesty!"

With his head lowered, the corner of his mouth curled into a sneer that no one else could see.

She knew that the ambitions already ignited in the hearts of the princes at this time would not be extinguished because of Emperor Chongzheng's anger.

……

Lin Qi's carriage returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, but the curtain was not opened for a long time.

The guard next to him was wondering and wanted to knock on the wall of the carriage. When he asked, Lin Qi's weak voice came out with a dull pain: "Call a few people, get a stretcher!"

When the guard heard the voice, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurried over to lift the curtain: "My lord! Could it be that an assassin sneaked into the carriage on the way back?"

No.

It was Lin Qi's broken rib that was about to die of pain.

Resisting the morning court, Lin Qi admired herself if she couldn't bear to change her face or fainted from the pain before halfway through.

The carriage back was bumpy, and the will to plan was vented again. Lin Qi really felt that if she had to get off the carriage and go back to the room, she would be tortured to death.

In the end, the carriage got off, and instead of using a stretcher, a few servants directly put up the four corners of the reclining chair, let Lin Qi lie on it, and was moved into the prime minister's mansion.

It can be described as a wicked rich man.

The reclining chair was originally going to be moved to Lin Qi's room, but when passing by a guard's martial arts arena in the Prime Minister's Mansion, he heard Lin Qi who was looking over sharply through the air, and made the servants stop.

It is Ling Yu who is practicing sword.

Lin Qi looked at the martial arts arena for several minutes, and suddenly said, "Take me over there."

Naturally, the servants will not refuse.

After they put Lin Qi's reclining chair not far from the martial arts arena, Lin Qi asked them to leave first, and waited here for Ling Yu's spear training to end.

It was noon, under the blazing sun, Ling Yu, who was wearing a black practice suit, was tossing and turning on the martial arts field, waving the spear in his hand, practicing a style of gun style full of fierce and killing intent on the battlefield, his heroic posture The sassy demeanor made Lin Qi unable to move his eyes away, and the pain in the ribs between his chest and back was so relieved that he couldn't feel it.

I don't know how long it has passed, the last move of the gun style, Ling Yu held the gun with one hand, and stabbed back as quickly as the wind, the high ponytail flicked along with it, shaking Lin Qi's sight for a while.

When the focus was focused again, Lin Qi met Ling Yu's eyes squarely.

After a moment of conquest, the corners of Lin Qi's mouth slightly raised, and he smiled at Ling Yu: "Your Highness, fortunately, I did not disgrace my life, the son has fallen."

Ling Yu twirled the gun flower, holding the spear behind his back, nodded, and smiled: "Then from today, in a short period of time, we can sit on the sidelines and watch the tigers fight."

"Of course."

"Qing can also watch me practice martial arts leisurely from the sidelines like now."

Lin Qi froze: "Chen... just didn't want to interrupt His Highness, so I waited by the side, not because I wanted...to..."

Ling Yu stroked the ponytail behind him, and raised his brows slightly: "Feng Qing, I suddenly felt that I had reason to suspect that the purpose of Qing's request to the emperor to marry me was not simply to protect me, but also to protect me. no?"

Lin Qi's ears turned red all of a sudden.

At the beginning, she definitely didn't have it. Her mind was very pure and simple, and she wanted to save people.

But now facing Ling Yu, she felt that no matter what she said, it seemed like she was covering it up.

Lin Qi coughed dryly, avoided looking at her and said, "Your Highness, don't think too much, I have already told Your Highness what I want to say, and the injury is painful, so I will go back to my room first."

After all, he desperately waved to the servants passing by in the distance, telling them to hurry up and move him away.

Ling Yu did not say anything.

It's just that when the servant picked up the recliner and left, Lin Qi seemed to hear a faint chuckle from behind.

……

In the blink of an eye, March is gone.

In this short period of three months, for various reasons, there were more high officials in the court who were imprisoned or assassinated than in the usual three years combined.

It is conceivable how fierce the struggle between the various prince factions was during this period of time.

Since ancient times, the seizure of the heirloom has not been able to end safely.

In particular, although the emperor on the throne is over forty years old, he considers himself to be in his prime, and he doesn't want to see princes who might take away his throne. When there is a sign of absolute advantage, immediately intervene and suppress, so that they can continue to fight, and it is best to kill each other until their arms are completely broken.

Now the officials are trembling every day when they go to court, wishing to be sick for several months, so that they can't escape, lest they accidentally fall into the eyes of some big boss and use it as a pawn in the battle.

After three full months of such terrified days, finally, some of the officials who were fascinated by power recalled the stable days when the prime minister was in office.

On this day, outside the gate of Fengfu, the commander of the imperial city guard from the general family came to the door.

When Lin Qi got the meeting post, she was in the martial arts arena, watching Ling Yu practice her guards.

Seeing Lin Qi waving, Ling Yu put down his weapon and walked over.

"What did you hand over just now? Judging by Qing's smiling face, it must be some good news."

However, Lin Qi put the post aside, and handed Ling Yu the towel she had prepared in her hand.

"It's not urgent, you just wipe it off first, if you don't wipe off your sweat after exercising, hurry up, be careful of the wind and cold."

Ling Yu was very used to taking the towel, wiped his forehead and neck, and sat down opposite Lin Qi.

"Even if you don't tell me, I can probably guess something."

Lin Qi raised her eyebrows: "Then His Highness will guess?"

As he spoke, he poured a cup of tea to Ling Yu.

Ling Yu picked up the tea, scratched the lid of the cup, and every move showed nobleness in his bones: "I think, someone finally couldn't help it, which side? Civilian? Military officer? Or the servant? I guess it should be the military officer .”

Lin Qi clapped her hands and praised: "That's right!"

This self-evident, tacit understanding with similar thinking methods and directions always makes Lin Qi feel that they are close people who have been together for a long time.

But Lin Qi is very sure that before she signed a contract with the system, she never knew a person with Ling Yu's temperament, otherwise she would never forget, and she would not even firmly believe that she is a straight man for a long time. Straight young poplars.

It's not someone she knew before she was alive, and she feels that she has been with him for a long time... Could it be that she has gotten along with him in other mission worlds?

Thinking about it makes me think too much.

In the end, Lin Qi attributed this feeling to an illusion.

Isn’t there a saying that there are always three people who look exactly like you in the world? The world is so big, and the world of tasks is so many, maybe you can meet someone who thinks similarly and naturally has a tacit understanding with you Well, didn't she meet Ling Yu now?

Putting all the miscellaneous thoughts behind her, Lin Qi pushed the post on the desk to Ling Yu.

"Commander of the Imperial City Guard, Yang Liang's post."

Ling Yu clicked on the post, but did not pick it up to open it: "As expected, it is one of the few people we guessed will come to the door."

"Yang Liang was only transferred back to the imperial city from the border last year. The blood and bravery of the battlefield has not been corrupted by the atmosphere of the imperial city, so he will naturally dislike the current situation." Lin Qi said.

Ling Yu folded his hands on his chest, his eyes burning: "This is an opportunity, we must seize it."

Lin Qi smiled and bowed, "Yes."

……

In the living room of Fengfu, Yang Liang had already poured down three pots of tea chewing on peonies, and his impatient thoughts were palpable in his words.

Finally, Lin Qi pushed the door open and entered.

"Master Yang, you..."

"My lord prime minister!" Yang Liang saw Lin Qi, as if he had finally found someone to complain about after accumulating all the grievances during this period.

I can't wait to go forward and complain.

Lin Qi really interrupted without understanding: "Master Yang is broken, I have retired from office now, and I can't be called prime minister, just call me by my name directly, Mr. Yang."

Speaking of this, Yang Liang became angry.

He slapped the table hard: "Those sycophants! Someone must have said something in His Majesty's ear at the beginning, so that His Majesty forced you to take office! But do those sycophants themselves have your skills and abilities, so that the current court The hall is in turmoil! The ministers will not live in peace!"

Lin Qi said 'oh' in surprise: "When did you come into the court? After the wedding banquet two and a half months ago, you have been shutting yourself out, and you don't know much about the affairs above the court. Can Master Yang explain it?" Confused?"

Seeing Yang Liang angrily talking about what happened in March, his dissatisfaction with the chaos caused by the struggle of the princes, and his nostalgia for the stability of the court when Lin Qi was there, Lin Qi couldn't help but raise his hand. Teacup, drink tea to cover up the smile on the corner of her mouth.

After dormant for three months, the opportunity she and Ling Yu had been waiting for finally came.

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