Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 2049
Is there anything I can help you with?
Duke Anguo lowered his head and smiled, then said gloomily, “Something is going to happen to me soon.”
If the king wants his subject to die, the subject must die.
Duke Anguo finally figured it out.
Shen Linyuan has the military power. Si Jin doesn’t dare to directly dismiss the commander, but he definitely dares to dismiss him directly.
It’s a pity that the young emperor doesn’t know it yet, and he is not someone who can be easily dealt with.
… …
Si Jin only knew that Duke Anguo had won over a group of court officials.
But he didn’t expect that this group of people would be so loyal to him.
As soon as he was imprisoned, not only did a dozen important ministers jointly submit a petition to plead for mercy, but three thousand Tai students also knelt outside the palace gate.
What you say is that Duke Anguo was a loyal and brave man. Your Majesty, please thoroughly investigate the murderer and do not hurt the hearts of our subjects.
Si Jin didn’t know whether they were sad or not.
But he is happy now, very happy.
His plan to seize military power could finally be implemented.
The weather in early summer was unpredictable, and it soon began to rain, mixed with the chill of late spring, falling drop by drop on the heads of these ministers and students.
Si Jin chose this time on purpose to go out and see, sitting on a sedan chair, holding an umbrella, and walking around them in a circle.
After kneeling for three days, he finally saw the emperor. The leaders stretched their necks, eagerly hoping that Si Jin would repent.
After all, the emperors in the past feared the most that their ministers would die for their advice and that the students would block the door. If they were smaller-minded, they would have been so angry that they would have vomited three liters of blood and would have been forced to agree.
Nangong Sijin is still so young and has been controlled by the Regent for many years, so he certainly wouldn’t dare to offend them.
It is only a matter of time before Duke Anguo is let go.
By then, Duke Anguo will give them huge rewards, and they will have a prosperous life.
Thunder rumbled in the sky, and the rain was getting heavier. The leaders leaned forward and begged more vigorously: “Duke Anguo will never kill His Majesty. Please be careful, Your Majesty. Otherwise, we will kneel here forever!”
The voice was sad and heartbreaking.
But to Si Jin… it sounded like a fart!
He leaned on the sedan chair, took the grapes handed to him by Eunuch Liu, ate two of them casually, and spit the grape skins on the leader, sighing, “I came here in person to invite you, are you really unwilling to accept it?”
“I can’t bear it!”
“Well, continue to shower.” After saying that, Si Jin waved his hand lazily, signaling everyone to return to the palace.
Threaten him? In his life, the thing he feared least was threats.
Don’t you like kneeling?
It just so happened that his divine power had recovered a little, so the rain could fall even more heavily and continue for a few more days and nights.
If you are not afraid of death, then keep kneeling.
After being rained on for seven days in a row, many students and ministers fell ill, and most of them could not hold on any longer and chose to go home.
The leader tried to stop them with a hoarse voice, but was beaten up by the crowd, and was spat on and cursed at.
“Fuck you, you’re looking for death! You don’t want to live, but we do!”
In a word, seven days of rain caused the alliance that seemed indestructible at the beginning to fall apart.
Seeing that a path had been cleared through the palace gate, Si Jin stopped the rain and decisively invited the Northern Barbarians to the palace to enjoy singing and dancing and to see them off.
She even specifically asked the goddess for a summer dress, a scarlet gauze dress with gold tassels and a navel-baring design.
There are no eternal friends or enemies between countries.
In peacetime, people are always easy to talk to.
The goddess even looked around the banquet curiously, lowered her voice, and asked in not-so-standard Chinese: “Your Majesty, there doesn’t seem to be any pretty ladies at this banquet, do you have a mistress hidden in your house?”
“Yes, Jiao.” Si Jin turned his eyes and glanced at Shen Linyuan, smiling meaningfully: “Very Jiao.”
