Transmigrated Empresses (Male and Female)

Chapter 140

To my surprise, Chou Qian took my hand and said, "Forget about going, I'll go with you."

Oh! Let me die from this!

He held my hand the whole time, and didn't let go even when we arrived at the palace. Suddenly, he had a brilliant idea: "You can walk on my shadow."

"Why?" Where's your shadow? I looked around, but there was no shadow. It's a ghost!

"On my right."

That's wrong.

"You walk on my right."

Okay, I stood to his right, and he suddenly stretched out his arm, above my head: "Look, my right side is your sky."

nausea.

I pulled his raised hand down: "Wow! The sky is falling!"

"Shen Ziyi!"

"Yeah." It will eventually collapse; I don't believe you can hold it up forever.

"It's okay, I'll hold on." He was in a good mood and helped me shield myself from the sun, unaware that I really wanted to bask in the sun.

Zi Mo walked behind us.

I tried to pull Chouqian's arm down, but he lifted it back up. I tried to pull it down again, but he lifted it back up.

"The clouds are so low." I deliberately looked up at his arm that day.

Chou Qian said, "It can also control clouds and rain."

I pouted, pushed him to the ground, and stomped on his arm: "You've ascended to heaven! I'm a god now!"

[Text: Chapter Seventy-Three]

Qianqing is not in good condition today because he was sitting up there and his eyes were almost closed. He was probably overworked last night.

Qianqing was listlessly slacking off, while the people below were so frightened that they knelt down and dared not get up.

I had no choice but to sit cross-legged and wait for him to fully wake up.

"Do any of you ministers have important matters to attend to today?" Qian Qing's voice was hoarse, and his face was sallow.

I stared at him excitedly. "The boss is sick, does that mean we get a day off?" Yay! May he die of illness! Amen.

"Your Majesty, the position of Minister of Works has been vacant for three years, which is detrimental to the construction of our dynasty's civil engineering facilities. I dare to humbly request Your Majesty to find a suitable official as soon as possible," said Gao Yanxing, Zi Mo's new father-in-law.

I sat in the corner looking around. I knew that if he spoke, someone would follow suit. This was a way of getting the ball rolling.

After looking for a while, it was Zi Mo who finally came out. "Your Majesty, this matter is of great importance. There are many vacancies in the six ministries, especially in the Ministry of Works. Currently, some of our dynasty's construction projects and imperial tombs are on hold. This problem should be resolved as soon as possible."

"I second that proposal," Peng Shen said. "Does that mean Zi Mo also married your daughter?"

"I believe the most urgent task is to select officials for post-drought reconstruction." Sun Zhixian brought up the old matter again, seemingly eager to take down that case.

I stared at his upright back, disliking him. He had impeached me so many times; if I didn't help him, wouldn't I be letting the people down?

I stood up, stretched my wrists and ankles, intending to do another set of calisthenics, but Chou Qian was "gently" watching me from the stage. I immediately withdrew my claws, stepped forward with righteous indignation, and deliberately shouted loudly, "Your Majesty!"

Qianqing visibly trembled, slightly waking up from her dream.

"Very well, now they'll listen to me." "Your Majesty, I hereby report that Lord Sun intends to overthrow the Qing Dynasty!" The bomb had been thrown loud enough that Qian Qing was half-awake, and the eyes of the assembled officials were once again fixed on me.

I stand tall and accept the attention that belongs to celebrities. Whether it's scandals or rumors, everyone's interested.

“Your Majesty, Minister Shen is making baseless accusations. Although I am not talented, my loyalty to the Qing Dynasty is beyond question, and I am devoted to Your Majesty. I beg Your Majesty to investigate.” After saying this, Sun Zhixian knelt down solemnly, looking like a loyal minister.

No one knew what was going on, and no one dared to speak up easily.

Zi Mo stood to the side, all eyes were on me, but she didn't want to compromise.

Chouqian didn't care what I said; he fiddled with his arm and studied his collapsed sky.

Qianqing, her throat dry, asked, "What makes you say that, Minister Shen?"

He asked in a lukewarm tone, showing no belief in me whatsoever. Whatever, I'll make up a lie to scare him. "Your Majesty, did Lord Sun mention the matter of establishing a crown prince?"

Qianqing nodded, saving herself the trouble of speaking. "Luckily I was watching him; if I hadn't, I'd be waiting until the flowers withered." "What was the Crown Prince's final fate?"

"To be the emperor." Qianqing's voice was even deeper, and Xiaohai diligently served tea.

"Your Majesty, I didn't mean that," Sun Zhixian knelt before Qian Qing and hurriedly explained.

"Your Majesty, you are in the prime of your life, with a beautiful face and a radiant appearance. For Lord Sun to bring up the matter of establishing a crown prince when you are about to blossom and bear fruit is to curse you to die young!"

As the words fell, a chorus of kneeling voices rang out: "We deserve to die!"

Hanging or jumping into the sea.

"Your Majesty, I absolutely do not mean what Minister Shen said. I only wish to share Your Majesty's burdens. The princes are the bloodline of our dynasty. Their flourishing branches and leaves prove the prosperity of our Eastern Qing Dynasty. Establishing a crown prince early can stabilize the people's hearts and the overall situation. I am sharing the country's burdens and have no selfish motives." To show his loyalty, Sun Zhixian kept banging his head against the earth like a basketball.

Qianqing reluctantly showed some interest, unwilling to pay attention to us, but still put on an act, saying, "I have heard that Lord Sun is an honest and upright official."

"Thank you for your understanding, Your Majesty. Thank you for your understanding, Your Majesty." Qianqing praised him, and he burst into tears.