Ming: I am fake, walking on thin ice

Chapter 293 The true emperor cursed the false emperor: Cao thief!

Dusk, Kunning Palace.

The Demon Queen stood in front of the window, looking at the setting sun, wrapping herself up in the cold wind, her eyes filled with sorrow: "The lonely Wutong tree in the deep courtyard is locked in the autumn. It is the sorrow of separation that cannot be cut off or sorted out. There is a different feeling in my heart."

She recited it softly, her heart was in a mess. Today she went to the school celebration, saw her son, and came back to meet the false emperor. She clearly found that they were two completely different people.

How could I not recognize it at the beginning?
She sighed secretly in her heart. Her extremely complicated emotions made her mind confused. One moment she was thinking about how to plan for the real emperor to enter the palace, and the next moment she was thinking about how the fake emperor seemed to be alienated from her.

"Your Majesty, it's time to eat." Shuangxi came over and reminded quietly.

The Demon Queen slowly turned around, her beautiful eyes fell on Shuangxi, and asked, "Does he not like me anymore? Or, has he never liked me and is just using me?"

Shuangxi frowned slightly, walked up and closed the window while saying: "Your Majesty, I can't tell, it feels like Your Majesty hasn't changed. Look at your eyes, they are still so passionate."

"Really? Then he won't come to have dinner with me recently." The Demon Queen snorted, "We agreed before that no matter how angry I am, he will come to accompany me."

Shuangxi smiled slightly, helped her walk to the dining table, and said, "My queen, you've been in the palace on the top of the mountain for so long, how come he's here? I guess he's not used to it, right?"

"Is it my fault?" The Demon Queen glared and sat down.

At this time, hurried footsteps were heard, and Zhu Qizhen strode in, shouting, "It's better to arrive in time than to arrive early. I've arrived just in time for dinner."

A smile flashed across the corner of the demon queen's mouth: "The busy man is finally here."

Zhu Qizhen picked up the chopsticks that Shuangxi handed over and started eating, saying as he ate: "Shuangxi, this dish is good, you have improved."

"That was fried by the queen herself." Shuangxi said.

Zhu Qizhen raised his eyes to look at the Demon Queen, and then shook his head repeatedly: "Her? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The demon queen had originally raised her beautiful face, full of pride, but now she bared her teeth and rushed towards him menacingly: "If you don't want to eat it, spit it out."

Zhu Qizhen pulled her into his arms and bit her red lips.

A hot-tempered woman needs to be given a domineering long French kiss. Sure enough, the queen wrapped her fair arms around his neck and responded enthusiastically.

Until Shuangxi couldn't bear it anymore and shouted, "Let's eat."

The demon queen gently arranged her long black hair with her hands. Against the black hair, her skin looked even whiter, but her face was flushed. She said in a tender voice, "Feed me."

Snapped!
Zhu Qizhen slapped her hips and glared, "It's so greasy, even Shuangxi can't stand it."

"I didn't see anything." Shuangxi lowered her head.

The demon queen blushed even more, and she stood up and sat opposite. The two of them officially started eating, and after the noise just now, the atmosphere became much more harmonious, as if it had returned to the past.

"How come you have time to attend the school anniversary today?" Zhu Qizhen asked.

"Everyone is saying that the university is good, so I'll go take a look." The Demon Queen drank her soup elegantly, "It's true. Shuntian University will continuously supply talents to the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Qizhen looked proud: "It's not enough. I plan to build more universities, not just in the capital. In Yingtian City, Xi'an and other places, we also want to build universities."

The Demon Queen nodded slowly: "Yes, now that the Ming Dynasty is rich, we have the ability to do this."

Zhu Qizhen sighed, a little tired, "I have worked day and night for these years, and it has not been in vain."

After hearing this, the Demon Queen lowered her eyes, with complex emotions flowing in the depths of her eyes.

……

The next day, Qianqing Palace.

Today's small court meeting was about setting up more universities. The cabinet and the six ministers of the six ministries all attended, and some young officials were specially called in to participate.

Everyone agreed to rebuild the university, but there was a huge disagreement on the university curriculum. The old school headed by Shang Lu believed that Confucianism should still be the main focus.

However, Li Dongyang, Wang Hao and other young people think that the focus should be on the art. In recent years, although they are in the Hanlin Academy, they often go to universities to communicate with students, including Western students. They realize the importance of art. In their opinion, art is more important than Confucianism.

However, in the minds of Shang Lu and others, the way of the ancient kings was the most important. They pursued the ideas and methods of ruling the world by the sage kings such as Yao, Shun, Yu, Tang, Wen, Wu, and Duke Zhou.

"A teacher's purpose is to spread the truth, impart knowledge, and resolve doubts..." Shang Lu acted like a great scholar.

But Li Dongyang interrupted him and asked several questions in a row: "Whose teachings are you teaching? The teachings of the ancient saints and kings? The teachings of the ancient kings are ethical, not scientific or philosophical. What teachings are you teaching? How to make a living? What doubts are you solving? Don't the ancient kings have problems themselves?"

"How dare you!" Shang Lu was furious. "How dare you question the sage king?"

Li Dongyang was also fearless: "This is our biggest problem. The ancient sage king cannot question it. We, the younger generation, don't have to think about anything because the ancient sage king has already solved the problem."

"Isn't it?" Shang Lu asked.

"Of course not!" Li Dongyang retorted, "We don't have real scientific thinking. Look at our Western textbooks. Those philosophers in ancient Greece were almost all from scientific backgrounds. We don't have a scientific tradition and have never discussed the first mover. Has anyone taught mathematics, physics, and astronomy for thousands of years? Without these, how could we have strong ships and powerful guns?"

Zhu Qizhen was very satisfied and needed these young people to wake up.

……

It was decided to continue running the university, but the debate was fruitless and Zhu Qizhen would not help them decide the winner. The bigger the debate, the better, and he wished more people would participate.

In this way, more people will realize the importance of technical subjects.

He interrupted the debate and told them to go back and debate it themselves. He continued to review the memorials. After the ministers left, he drank a cup of hot milk tea and began to review the memorials. Not long after, Ding Xiu asked for an audience.

Ding Xiu came to report that there was still no clue in the investigation of the fake emperor, and he suspected that he might have been burned to death. After reporting, he looked at the emperor, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Just tell me if you have something to say." Zhu Qizhen said unhappily.

"Your Majesty, there is someone I can use." Ding Xiu bowed, "It all depends on whether Your Majesty agrees or not."

Zhu Qizhen raised his eyes: "You mean Bulma? How to use it? She still has deep feelings for the false emperor."

Ding Xiu took out a memorial and handed it over, saying, "Bulma's father was Yahansha, the former leader of the Shazhou Guards. He was actually murdered by the false emperor. There are detailed records here."

Zhu Qizhen slapped his head.

Oh, how could I forget this? It was because of Yahansha's death that the orthodox emperor took control of Shazhou. After that, he used a series of measures to control the various tribes in Guanxi. "She can be used." Zhu Qizhen said after reading it, "What do you need her for?"

Ding Xiuyi bowed: "Stand up and announce that the one who died in the Alimali fire was the false emperor, and point out the false emperor's various crimes."

"You want to piss that guy off to death." Zhu Qizhen said with a smile.

"I don't know if it will work, but let's fight first." Ding Xiu spread his hands, "If the false emperor is still alive, he will definitely react."

Zhu Qizhen nodded: "Okay, I'll do as you wish."

……

Harem, small courtyard.

Bulma sat in front of the stove, holding a book in her hands, absorbed in reading. Her black hair was as black as lacquer, which made her skin look even whiter than jade.

crunch~
Zhu Qizhen pushed the door open and came in. Bulma saw him, pursed her red lips, stood up and bowed slightly: "Your Majesty~"

She knew what Zhu Qizhen did every time he came, so she didn't sit down, but turned around and walked into the room. Zhu Qizhen grabbed her and said, "What's the hurry?"

Bulma's pretty face instantly turned red, her black hair fell, and her eyes were shy. Zhu Qizhen sighed softly, took out the letter from his sleeve, handed it to her and said, "Get ready, read it, this is the truth about your father's death."

"What?" Bulma was shocked.

After she took it, she opened it immediately and quickly scanned it. Her beautiful face turned pale and she kept repeating, "Impossible, impossible, this is not true, this is not true."

"If you still want to lie to yourself, then go ahead." Zhu Qizhen said calmly, "Your father's coffin probably can't hold it down. He died with his eyes open. His kingdom was taken away by someone else, and his daughter followed his enemy."

Bulma's eyes were full of fire and tears: "You are talking nonsense!"

In fact, she had her doubts. She was suspicious of the series of actions taken by the Zhengtong Emperor after her father's death. However, the generals around her father said that it was an assassination by the Jinyiwei, so she believed it.

"I know this is indeed hard to accept, but..." Zhu Qizhen sighed lightly.

"Impossible!" Bulma interrupted him at the top of her voice.

She roared and cried loudly, holding the memorial tightly. Zhu Qizhen shrugged, walked over, and hugged her gently. She cried and cried, then leaned on his shoulder and cried loudly.

After crying for a long time, her voice finally became softer. She slowly raised her head, looking at Zhu Qizhen with her beautiful face still covered with tears. Suddenly, she stood on tiptoes and kissed him on the lips.

What's going on? After great sorrow, this is the reaction?

Zhu Qizhen was still confused, but Bulma became more and more passionate, so he responded vigorously, picked her up while kissing her, and walked to the soft couch at the back.

There was a violent storm half an hour later.

Bulma curled up in his arms, raised her head, her pretty face flushed with a blush that had not yet faded, and said in a deep voice: "Help me to get revenge!"

"Okay!" Zhu Qizhen agreed readily.

……

It’s winter in the blink of an eye.

Quietly covered by a thin layer of frost, it seems as if time has frozen here overnight. The dawn light, though a bit gentle, can hardly dispel the chill in the air. It gently brushes over the ancient eaves, mottled monuments, and rows of weathered trees, covering the campus with a light silver gauze.

Walking on the path paved with bluestone, every step made a subtle and crisp sound, which was the sound of frost particles gently breaking under the soles of shoes. Inside the Imperial College, everything seemed to be immersed in a deep silence, only the occasional sound of students' footsteps and low conversations broke the tranquility. They were wrapped in various kinds of cotton clothes, with their collars and cuffs tightly tied up, and their exhaled breath still turned into visible white mist, slowly drifting away in the morning light.

The surrounding scenery was even more desolate, with frost killing all the grass. The flowers, plants and trees that were once lush and full of vitality were now attacked by frost, with leaves curled up or withered and yellow, and some were so fragile that they would break into pieces at the slightest touch, scattering all over the ground, paving golden paths.

In the back mountain, the cold wind blew, and yellow leaves fell into the dry well. However, there was a different world under the well. It was not as cold as above. In a small house, there was a charcoal fire burning, and it was very warm.

The Zhengtong Emperor and Wu Xingdao were playing chess when Xu Bin hurriedly pushed open the door and came in with a few steaming hot sesame cakes in his hands. Wu Xingdao took them and glared, "Old Xu, you're finally back. Your Majesty and I are almost starving. Why did it take you so long to buy a sesame cake?"

He and the orthodox emperor were eating so deliciously that they didn't notice Xu Bin's gloomy face. Xu Bin was silent for a while and said, "Your Majesty, Bulma betrayed us. She has declared that Your Majesty is a fake emperor. She said that you deliberately killed her father and seized Guanxi in order to bring disaster to the Ming Dynasty..."

Snapped!
The Zhengtong Emperor was furious, threw the pancake in his hand to the ground, and roared: "Bitch!"

"Your Majesty, calm down." Xu Bin continued, "You don't need to care about such a woman. I heard from the people that...she will be taken as a concubine by the false emperor."

The veins on the emperor's forehead popped up: "Cao thief!"

"Calm down, Your Majesty." Wu Xingdao also advised.

"I am the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. How long shall I hide here?" The Zhengtong Emperor was furious. "The Junshan Society wanted me to sneak into the capital. I am here, but where are they going?"

……

In a house in the west of the city.

In the secret room, the Junshan Society was holding a meeting. The Deer Mask was still the host, and the Ox Mask, Tiger Mask, and Wolf Mask were present. Apart from the Rat Boss, there were only four of them left in the Junshan Society.

"The Queen Mother has already met His Majesty. I believe His Majesty will be more patient and wait." Deer Mask said, "We can also make long-term plans."

Tiger Mask sighed, "Yeah, I almost fell into the trap of the fake emperor last time."

"How can we make a long-term plan?" The Bull Mask said, "Everyone in the government and the country supports your majesty... the fake emperor."

Deer Mask spread his hands and said, "So what Rat Boss meant is to replace them quietly."

Wolf Mask snorted: "Using a tyrant to replace a wise ruler, I don't know whether what we are doing is right or wrong."

The four were discussing when suddenly, footsteps were heard. A woman walked in, wearing a long white dress and a snow-white fox fur coat, like a cold fairy from heaven.

The fairy wore a fox mask and spoke in a cold voice: "Junshanhui, haha, have you forgotten me?"

"Fox?" The deer mask, the ox mask, and the wolf mask said in unison, all with an incredulous tone.

Because the original Junshan Society had a fox, a woman. But a few years ago, Rat Boss said that the fox left the capital and never appeared again.

"How do you know this place?" Wolf Mask was the first to react.

The others immediately became alert. The place for today's meeting was a secret. How did this fox get in?
(End of this chapter)