You can't only love the Qing Dynasty when you're eating the fruits of others' labor.

Chapter 231 Your Majesty, Your words are profound.

Jiang Qingyun looked at Jiang Nan, whose expression was resolute and sincere, and let out a sigh of relief.

Let's start our night chat!
"Madam, I am conducting an unprecedented, large-scale social experiment. This experiment is unique; once it begins, it cannot be stopped. I will spend my entire life on this chariot, until the moment of my death."

Is this a rebellion?

"No, you can understand it as a high-intensity struggle based on basic political logic, with war playing only a secondary role."

"Great."

There was no sign of tension or fear in Jiangnan's eyes. People from the martial arts world tend to be arrogant, and they only have fear of the government, not respect for it.

After all, people with too many preconceived notions in their minds can't survive in the world.

“My husband, instead of you worrying at home, I’d rather go to the palace myself tomorrow, and the truth will come out.”

"In case you are detained."

“That makes things simpler. My husband, you first blow up the Wanggongchang gunpowder depot, then announce that the Ninth Banner’s dissidents have kidnapped the Emperor, and you lead your troops to storm the Forbidden City.”

"Does the lady also try to take advantage of a situation?"

“My father taught me from a young age that when you encounter trouble in the world, the first thing to do is to stir up trouble.”

"Father-in-law, you have a brilliant insight. In fact, the officialdom is the same."

……

"My husband, what do you think of my idea?"

"On what grounds did you enter the palace?"

"Her Majesty the Empress and I hit it off immediately. She loves playing polo, and I played two games with her. She had a very good impression of me, but she had a very bad impression of you."

"let me think again."

Jiang Nan rested her head on Jiang Qingyun's shoulder, and the two remained silent for a long time.

After a while~
"My husband, I will go to the palace tomorrow morning. If I am not back before the palace gates are locked, then you should start the rebellion."

"Forget it, don't go."

"My husband is a true man, why should he be bound by personal feelings? Taking a gamble might not necessarily lead to disaster!"

Under the candlelight, the two gazed at each other, and their revolutionary love was further elevated.

……

The next day.

The couple went out together.

After passing through Zhengyang Gate, the two parted ways, one heading east and the other north.

When Jiangnan arrived at the Meridian Gate and explained his purpose, the guards dared not delay and immediately sought instructions.

Half an hour later, Kunning Palace sent an old nanny.

"Madam Jiang, Her Majesty the Empress requests your presence in the palace."

"Let's go."

The old woman who led the way was very attentive, constantly making witty remarks in a very appropriate manner.

The palace maids had no independent will; they liked those their masters liked and disliked those their masters disliked.

Therefore, the old nanny liked Jiangnan, but disliked Jiang Qingyun.

Such opposition, yet such coexistence, is not contradictory at all.

Kunning Palace.

Jiangnan bends over:

"Meet the Queen."

"No need. I've asked you to come to the palace to play with me more often, but you don't even come once a month. By the way, are we playing polo or archery today?"

"As Your Majesty commands."

"polo!"

"Yes."

"Change your clothes, let's go."

The Empress's decisive actions startled the head eunuch of Kunning Palace, who immediately knelt down.

"Your Majesty, playing polo requires leaving the palace, and we must first obtain the Emperor's permission."

"Go to the Qianqing Palace and ask for an imperial decree, hurry up."

"Whoo."

The chief eunuch ran away in a flash.

……

The rear hall of Kunning Palace.

The Empress and Jiangnan changed clothes with the help of palace maids. The elaborate palace attire was not suitable for horseback riding, so they had to change into special hunting clothes.

The Queen complained:
"Sister, you have no idea how stagnant my life is every day. I really regret marrying into this capital city from the Khorchin grasslands."

"Her Majesty is the mother of the nation, and all women in the world admire her."

"Do you believe such nonsense?"

Jiangnan naturally didn't know how to respond. "My face is dull and lifeless, while yours is smooth and shiny. I suppose Jiang Qingyun made a lot of demands on the bed? Sister, you're a well-fed woman who doesn't know the hunger of an empty one."

Jiangnan blushed.

The palace maids who were helping her change clothes dared not utter a sound.

"Is he good to you?"

"pretty good."

"If he treats you badly, just tell me, and I'll ask the Empress Dowager to find you another strong and capable man from the grasslands."

"Your Majesty, be careful what you say."

The Empress's behavior was so inappropriate that even the old nanny serving her couldn't stand it anymore.

Jiangnan quickly changed the subject: "Your Majesty, I have not yet inquired about the well-being of the Emperor and the Empress Dowager."

The Empress let out another cold laugh.

"The mother and son~"

"Your Majesty, be careful what you say!"

The old nanny quickly interrupted him before he could say anything that might be considered outrageous.

……

Jingshan Park.

A newly established polo field.

Hooves flew, clubs swung wildly, and the Queen loved this free life on horseback.

After a quarter of an hour, she rested for a while, and palace maids had already prepared milk wine, fruit, and tea snacks.

"Little sister, your horsemanship is pretty good."

"The Empress's horse handling is exceptional; no matter which horse she rides, it is always very obedient."

"A horse will only let you ride it properly if it obeys you. If it doesn't obey you, it's a very bad animal."

"Your Majesty, my husband's 20th birthday celebration is to be moved to the ninth day of the month."

puff.

"Him? Turning 20?"

"Yes."

"so what?"

"I would like to request a 'Fu' character from the palace."

"Does he want the Emperor's calligraphy or the Empress Dowager's calligraphy?"

"Either is fine, it's a great blessing."

"I'm just kindly reminding you that one is enough. If you want both, he'll be very unlucky."

"why?"

The Empress waved her hand, signaling the eunuchs and palace maids to step back.

"The mother and son don't get along; they're really competing with each other."

"what?"

"I hate your stinky man, but I don't hate you. I can tell you some truths in secret: the old lady and her son are fighting because they both want to be the rulers of the Qing Dynasty."

Jiangnan wasn't really good at manipulating people's hearts, but at this moment, she felt she could ask a few more questions.

"Your Majesty, you seem to dislike the Empress Dowager?"

“Yes, everyone thinks I should thank her after I became empress, right? I thought so at first too, but then I realized I was wrong. The old lady only had eyes for herself, then her son, and then Borjigit women. All the Borjigit women in the big mansions of the capital were the old lady’s sheep.”

"what?"

“The old lady was herding sheep. The women of the Borjigit clan were her flock. She would see which house had a large gate and then herd a few sheep to graze.”

The herd mentality
The words may be rough, but the reasoning is sound.

If Jiang Qingyun were present, he would definitely give a thumbs up: Your Majesty, your words are profound.

……

"Your Majesty, my husband is turning 20. Should we ask for the Emperor's calligraphy or the Empress Dowager's calligraphy?"

"Of course I'll ask the Emperor; he's the Emperor's favorite minister."

"Thank you for your guidance, Your Majesty."

Looking at the obedient and spirited Jiangnan, the Empress suddenly felt a surge of anger.

"I don't understand, why do you love him so much?"

Jiang Nan forcibly suppressed the urge to beat up this ill-mannered fat woman, thought for a moment, and explained:

"On the kang (heated brick bed), on the hillside, in the flower bushes, in the courtyard, in the bathtub, on horseback, my husband is invincible."

The Queen's eyes were filled with tears:

"That old hag, she ate her fill until she was forty, and me? I'm only sixteen."

(End of this chapter)