Transmigrated Empresses (Male and Female)

Chapter 88

“Your Majesty, Minister Shen…” Sun Zhixian was about to speak when Qianqing waved her hand and said, “It is Minister Sun who is thinking of the country and its people.”

"Your Majesty is too kind. This is what I should do."

"Since it is your duty, how about I entrust the affairs of this envoy's visit to you?"

“This… Your Majesty…” Sun Zhixian stammered.

Qian Qing added fuel to the fire, saying, "Why is Minister Sun unwilling?"

"No...no...I am too humble and lack the knowledge to shoulder this heavy responsibility."

You dare say that? You might as well say you got into Tsinghua University by cheating.

Qianqing stared at him as if he were a block of wood and said, "Then, Minister Sun, tell me who is not talented and inexperienced enough to take on this important task!"

"This..." Now it was Sun Erpin's turn to secretly wipe his sweat.

Haha, let's see who you dare to say. Sun Zhixian's eyes swept over the assembled officials twice. He didn't dare to say anything to the big shots, as he was still counting on those big shots to elect his grandson as the crown prince. The small people had no prestige. I think he's doomed this time. He's like a poor kid being tested on memorization by the principal, with no bell to signal the end of get out of class.

Heh heh, poor kid, why did you have to stand up and play the hero? Now you've become a coward.

"Minister Sun, I'm waiting for your reply!" Qianqing was afraid that he would come out and scare people again once things were peaceful.

Sun Zhixian pulled down his sleeve, knelt down, and said, "Your subject is incompetent, your subject is ignorant."

"I don't know! Could it be that I've raised a bunch of good-for-nothings?!" Qianqing suddenly shouted, rising up in anger.

This time, hundreds of people were so frightened that they forgot their ancestors and knelt silently.

Xiao Hai approached Qian Qing with trepidation, trying to calm her down.

Chou Qian stood straight, not looking at anyone, completely ignoring Qian Qing's temperament.

Poor Su Keji was stuck on his knees and never got up. Poor guy, why did you have to suffer like that? You weren't good enough to stand that high. You deserve to suffer your knees.

I'm kneeling on the ground picking at my toenails. I should paint a flower on them. But it has no artistic quality whatsoever.

Everyone quietly waited for the emperor to calm down. But no one was willing to take the first step in calming him down—a bunch of ancient fools. I, a modern man, will save you all.

I straightened my posture and decided to "plead for my duty as an official": "Your Majesty..."

"Shut up!" Qian Qing glared at me and shouted with great force.

Damn it, what did I do to deserve this? Fine, I won't say anything then. I won't say anything anymore. I'm going back to my hideout and kneeling down, and I'm never coming out again. I'm huddled in a corner, angry, but I don't dare to confront him in public. What if he settles all the scores from yesterday and today? That would be terrible.

Half an hour later, the ancients' superb kneeling skills became apparent, while I, a poor modern person, was already completely bloodless. Everyone just sat there, stuck in this position. I rubbed my legs; it seemed no one intended to get up.

An hour later, the ancients were getting more and more used to kneeling, while I was feeling increasingly pathetic. If this continued, I'd be losing out! Looking up at the earnestly kneeling crowd and then observing the terrain behind me, I decided to skip class!

Anyway, I'm small and insignificant, and I live in a remote mountainous area, so no one should notice me.

I glanced forward and then back; the crowd was kneeling very carefully. Even Wu Yongkang, who usually kept a close eye on me, didn't dare to open his mouth wide this time. Since the timing and circumstances were perfect, and even the heavens were letting me run, how could I let down God's good intentions? At worst, I'd crawl on all fours.

I moved to the doorway and glanced at everyone. Qianqing saw that Sun Zhixian had no intention of letting him off the hook; he had finally found an opportunity to settle his score for his usual "nagging." How could he possibly hold back?

Chou Qian stared straight ahead, scanning the air in a straight line. It seemed he didn't have time to argue with a law-abiding citizen like me.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I quietly crawled out. I moved a little to look at everyone, then moved a little more to look at everyone again. After I had looked at everyone for the hundred and first time, I finally walked out of the "darkness" and into the "light".

Ah! The air outside is so fresh!

Why does it feel so cold behind me? I cautiously peeked through the door; everyone was kneeling as before. I pulled back, reassuring myself: I must be overthinking it!

I still yearn for a free country! Ah! I miss my motherland! Ah! I want to go home! Ah! I miss my cat!

(Modern: "Achoo!")

"Young Master, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, let's go. Dad is waiting for us."

"But...Young Master..."

"It's okay, I... I just... miss my mom a little." The little boy lowered his head shyly after saying that, a hint of sadness on his cute apple-shaped face.

The old man next to him reached out and hugged the little boy, trying to drive away his unhappiness with his body heat. The little boy nestled obediently in the old man's arms, and the peaceful scene resembled that of a grandfather and grandson enjoying each other's company.

The old man was short, his lean face weathered by time, but his deep-set eyes shone brightly. His short limbs were encased in an expensive, bespoke suit, which looked incongruous and mismatched. Yet, despite this inappropriate attire, no one dared to point it out on the bustling street, for anyone with a discerning eye knew he was the special assistant to the former chairman of the "Xinran" Group.

Just as I was about to leave school on my own, Xiao Hai rushed in. I stared at him with wide eyes—how did he get here? I'm doomed, I'm doomed! Where can I hide?

"Minister Shen, His Majesty requests that you wait for him in the Imperial Study."

"Can't we not go?"

"this……"

“Tell the Emperor that he didn’t see me when he came out.”

“But…” Xiao Hai looked troubled.

"Please help me, okay?" I shook his starting-to-be-fat arm, trying to use my good looks.

To everyone's surprise, Xiao Hai lowered his head and said respectfully, "His Majesty said that if Lord Shen is not available, he should return what he took."

"What!" I timidly shook my plain palace dress. "Lead the way, let's go."

Ugh, after class they tell me to see me in the principal's office. Why am I so unlucky?! I'm done for!