Ming: I am fake, walking on thin ice

Chapter 26: The Queen Doesn't Give Birth to a Child, I Want to Depose Her

Qianqing Palace.

Zhu Qizhen lay in the warm room with his eyes closed to rest.

A little kid dressed in plump clothes came bouncing in front of him, staring at him with a pair of big eyes.

"Little brat, who are you?" Zhu Qizhen opened his eyes, picked up a cup of tea and started drinking.

"Your son...your son...pays homage to...your father." The child knelt down unsteadily, speaking in a baby voice and incoherently.

puff~
Zhu Qizhen took a sip of salt soda and almost sprayed his cheap son to death.

He patted his head, stared at the kid in front of him, and looked him up and down: "Are you Zhu Jianshen? The one who likes Wan Ma who is more than ten years older than you?"

As soon as the voice fell, the palace maid Shuangxi rushed in and bowed to Zhu Qizhen: "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. Please forgive me for not keeping an eye on the Crown Prince and letting him run in."

Zhu Qizhen knew Shuangxi was the Queen Mother's personal maid, so he waved his hand and said, "It's okay. Why are you taking care of the prince?"

Shuangxi was stunned for a moment, and said, "The prince has been staying in Kunning Palace. The Empress Dowager likes him and has trained him personally. I am responsible for taking care of His Royal Highness the Prince."

“???” Zhu Qizhen’s gaze fell on Shuangxi.

This girl looks about fifteen or sixteen years old, and she is with Zhu Jianshen?

"Shuangxi, your surname isn't Wan, is it?" Zhu Qizhen asked.

"How does Your Majesty know? My surname is indeed Wan, and my nickname is Zhen'er." Shuangxi bowed.

Zhu Qizhen looked at her and then at Zhu Jianshen.

He cursed in his heart, so you are that Aunt Wan, shameless, are you trying to play the role of a nurturing boyfriend here?
"It's okay, go away." Zhu Qizhen waved his hand.

Shuangxi led Zhu Jianshen out of the hall. Zhu Qizhen said to himself, "I don't want a cheap son. If I want a son, I'll give birth to one myself. Hey, something is wrong. The queen hasn't come recently, and no concubines have come to pay respects. What's going on? I want to turn over the cards!"

……

He immediately summoned the eunuch Jin Ying and asked, "I want to summon my concubine to sleep with me tonight..."

"Your Majesty..." Jin Ying said hurriedly, "The Queen Mother summoned all the concubines in the harem to the Buddhist temple and asked them to copy Buddhist scriptures and pray for the soldiers who died in the battle."

No wonder!
This is to prevent me from touching the concubines of the orthodox emperor. Since it is so obvious, I have to talk to the empress dowager.

"Let's go to Kunning Palace." He waved his hand.

Soon, they arrived at the main gate of Kunning Palace, where the Queen Mother was just coming out of the palace. He stepped forward and bowed, "Greetings to the Queen Mother."

The queen mother smiled and raised her hand: "It's just right. It's boring in the palace. Please accompany me for a walk."

Zhu Qizhen looked worried: "Mother, it's freezing cold, don't catch a cold. Catching a cold in winter is the most painful thing, it will take at least ten days to recover."

"I'm wearing thick clothes, so I'm not cold." The Queen Mother snorted, "Why? Do you think I'm old? And useless?"

"How come you are old, mother? When someone who doesn't know you sees you, who would think you are a mother? You look younger than Shuangxi." Zhu Qizhen blurted out.

Indeed, the empress dowager did not look old at all. Even wearing thick fox fur in winter, it could not hide her plump and exquisite curves. Her three thousand black hair casually fell from her shoulders and dropped to her slender waist.

That temperament fully displays the charm of a mature woman.

"Hmph, you weren't always so smooth-talking." The Queen Mother snorted.

"My son knows his crime." Zhu Qizhen smiled, "Come on, I'll walk with you."

An evil idea suddenly popped up in his mind. If he could deal with the Queen Mother, wouldn't he be able to deal with the Ming Dynasty?

Stop it, stop it!

Always feel something is not right.

... "Mother, I want to depose you!" Zhu Qizhen said in a deep voice.

"Deposed Queen?" The Queen Mother was shocked. "Why?"

"First, she is childless. There are three types of unfilial behavior, and the worst is to have no offspring. Throughout history, which queen has not had children?" Zhu Qizhen spread his hands. "Also, since I returned, she has not come to serve me."

Queen Mother: “!!!”

It was her order not to let the concubines serve the emperor. She could also find an excuse to let them go to the Buddhist temple to copy Buddhist scriptures.

The queen was infertile, and even the law and etiquette could not stop her from being deposed on this ground. The queen mother was a little panicked. She wanted to propose to appoint another concubine as the queen, but could she let the legitimate emperor's concubine serve this fake emperor?

"If you depose Qian, who do you want to enthronize?" the Queen Mother asked coldly.

"Of course, we will select a woman with both talent and virtue from among the nobles." Zhu Qizhen smiled, "I heard that the granddaughter of Duke Ying is both talented and beautiful. Mother, do you think it's okay?"

British Duke?
When the Queen Mother heard the name, a cold look flashed in her eyes.

She had suspected that the "fake emperor" was planned by Duke Yingguo, but she did not believe that a veteran minister like Duke Yingguo would betray the Zhu family.

During this time, she had been waiting for the Duke of England to come and speak himself, but he did not come.

Could it be that Duke Ying was really colluding with this fake emperor to seize the throne of the Zhu family? If the fake emperor made Duke Ying's granddaughter his queen, then they would be relatives.

"Deposing the queen is a serious matter." The queen mother waved her hand, "I need to think about it carefully."

"Mother, I will wait for your news." Zhu Qizhen stopped and said, "I will take my leave now. I have to go to practice martial arts."

He turned and walked away, head held high, dressed in a dragon robe and with a majestic demeanor.

"He actually has some of the air of an emperor!" The Queen Mother looked at him coldly.

……

British government.

Zhang Fu had been suffering from a cold these days and had not attended court. During this period, he was also worried because he had watched the fake emperor establish his prestige. Fortunately, the queen mother was still in control of the court, otherwise, the fake emperor might be out of control.

"Should I tell the Queen Mother the truth?" He whispered to himself, "If that happens, my Zhang family will be completely finished. I'm afraid my entire clan will be exterminated. The best way is to let the fake emperor abdicate himself."

He rubbed his eyebrows, but couldn't think of any good solution. He had a vague feeling that if this matter was delayed, it would cause serious trouble sooner or later.

"Grandpa, it's time to take the medicine." Zhang Jingshu walked in with the cooked medicine.

"Put it there." Zhang Fu waved his hand.

Zhang Jingshu brought the medicine to him, her beautiful eyes glaring at him: "Grandpa, I'll watch you take the medicine."

Zhang Fu loved this granddaughter the most, so he picked up the medicine helplessly and drank it all. Zhang Jingshu walked behind him and gently massaged his back, which made his heart melt.

If the Zhang family was exterminated because of him, how could he bear it?
"Grandpa, His Majesty said he would come to see you in two days." Zhang Jingshu said.

"Hmm." Zhang Fu suddenly realized, "What? Your Majesty? Where did you see Your Majesty?"

Zhang Jingshu looked shy and pursed her lips: "Last time I went outside the city to enjoy the snow, I ran into His Majesty who was hunting. His Majesty heard that you were sick, Grandpa, and he was very worried and wanted to come to see you."

Zhang Fu felt that his illness was cured immediately, but his mood suddenly became bad.

The fake emperor came to see me? This is like a weasel paying a New Year's visit to a chicken. There is definitely no good intention.

"What else did you guys talk about?" Zhang Fu asked.

"Nothing... nothing, nothing." Zhang Jingshu shook her head.

But she recalled the words His Majesty had written to her that day: If life could always be like our first meeting, why would the autumn wind bring sorrow to the painted fan?

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