"What can we do now?" The person next to him asked, "Should we just let the situation continue to deteriorate?"
"You and I can't do anything. The emperor has such an attitude, even if the empress dowager is still alive!" The leading official sighed: "Da Liang is about to die..."
He Chang'an just arrived, and when he heard such a sentence, his heart sank, and he turned to hide aside.
"Let's go, let's go back separately. If it doesn't work, we'll all return to our hometowns and go home to enjoy our old age." Someone said discouragedly, and the crowd dispersed and walked outside.
Frowning slightly, He Changan pondered for a while, then stepped into the Zichen Hall.
"Are you here?" Different from the irritability just now, the emperor's voice was full of exhaustion: "Come to help me find a way, they made it clear that they will have trouble with Hua Chun."
Sitting down beside his bed, He Changan frowned: "Now that the hearts of the people and the ministers are scattered, I really don't know how to improve the situation."
"It's no longer a question of whether the situation is getting better or not." The emperor rubbed his eyebrows: "This group of mediocre people will only find reasons on others when they encounter problems. Before long, they will definitely put all the responsibility on Hua Chun. Ask her to bear the national calamity."
"This..." He Chang'an's face paled, "Isn't it?"
"If you don't believe me, you can wait and see." Yu Wenjie whispered: "It's time to prepare something first."
"What can you do?"
Shaking his head, the emperor said: "In such a bad situation, I have no choice but to wait and see what the worst situation will look like."
"Okay." Nodding, He Changan glanced at him: "When will you recover from this illness?"
"I don't know." Coughing twice, Yu Wenjie frowned: "Don't send her back to the palace before my illness is cured, so I can take care of her."
"Yes." He Changan agreed, thinking of Hua Chun, his heart was full of worries.
Listening to the wind outside, Hua Chun also sensed that something was wrong, the disaster continued, sooner or later there would be complaints, the natural disaster cannot be blamed on the sky, it must be on people, the last blame must be her.
"What should we do?" With her chin propped up, Hua Chun really wanted to discuss it with Yu Wenjie. But now it's impossible to see each other, and it's not safe to write letters, so she can only figure out a way by herself.
Qing Ling wanted to escape several times in the middle of the night, but was dragged back by Hua Chun.
"Why are you so worthless?" Hua Chun frowned, "Why do you think about surrendering before the end of everything?"
"If the maidservant stays, it will hurt you." Qing Niao said: "It's good to leave, at worst, I will write to you and leave an address when I get to the place. You can go and have a look when you have time."
"Put... what nonsense!" Hua Chun glared, "You'll still send me a letter saying your address after you're gone. I'll write it backwards for you! Be honest!"
Qing Ling sighed, was dragged back dully and shut up in the room, looking at the dark sky, always felt that catastrophe was coming soon.
Her intuition was correct. When spring was at its strongest, smallpox broke out in the city near Yanjing, and the victims ran everywhere. Many mobs came and smashed the palace, demanding that the emperor execute the evil concubine who harmed the country.
"Wow, such a big hat is put on my head?" Hua Chun was surprised: "Is it possible that my status can still be compared with Daji Baosi?"
Qing Ling was anxious to death: "Where is the time to joke now, you should find a way to escape!"
The palace is surrounded by mobs, like zombies besieging the city, the emperor is not there, and Gong Yuhou is not there, and the imperial guards don't know how long they can last.
"Kill the demon concubine! Not killing is not enough to calm the wrath of the gods, and the grievances of the common people!"
"Yes! Kill the demon concubine!"
The roar shook the sky, Hua Chun lay on the table and sighed: "I can't get out, what should I do?"
Qing Ling burst into tears: "If I knew it earlier, I should have stayed in the Hou's mansion, and it wouldn't be in this situation! This is the suburbs of Beijing, even if Lord Hou and the others rushed over, it would take a long time!"
"What's the attitude of the courtiers now?" Hua Chun asked.
Rui Er hesitated to speak, Hua Chun waved his hands: "To be honest, there is no need to take my feelings into consideration now."
"The ministers of the DPRK and China have signed a letter three days ago, hoping to use the empress and the evil spirit in the belly to sacrifice to the heavens."
What? Hua Chun was speechless: "Are they really so mad?"
Rui'er lowered her head: "Master Zhili reported that you have a problem, and later someone said that you are pregnant with a monster from another world. No one came out to speak for you, and the rumors became more and more serious. Almost everyone took it seriously."
Sighing, Hua Chun said: "Sure enough, it is foolish to go your own way and let others say it. Three people become tigers. If you don't clarify, you will be acquiescing! The situation is probably irreversible now, except for the emperor. , people all over the world are looking forward to my death to relieve them of disasters, right?"
Rui Er pursed her lips and nodded slightly.
Qingyou frowned: "If you want to eliminate the disaster, I should go."
"When things have come to this point, do you think that if you stand up, people will believe that you can eliminate the disaster?" Hua Chun pouted: "People will only think that I am afraid of death, so they pushed the maid to come out and cover the bag!"
"Then what should I do?" Qing Ling was in a hurry: "You are pregnant, in case something unexpected happens..."
The eyeballs moved, and Hua Chun said: "What's the name of this trick? It's a life-saving trick or something, I think it can be used. Come here, Qingyou, and draw a water pressure map for me."
What? Qing Ling was taken aback for a moment, before she could react, she was dragged away by Hua Chun.
The mob surrounded the palace for a whole day before being dispersed by He Chang'an's men.
"Follow me." He Changan said with a serious expression, "Go back to the palace first."
"I can't go back." Hua Chun said: "Going back now will only force the people to continue to force the palace."
"But… "
"Second brother, don't worry." Hua Chun reached out and took the blueprint to him: "Within two days, as long as you and the emperor can find someone to make this thing, I will still be saved."
what? He Changan was taken aback for a moment, took it over and looked at it, his eyes were full of puzzlement.
"If there is a written explanation, you take it to the emperor, and he will understand."
"… good."
The ministers of the DPRK and China were restless when they suddenly heard the news——
The emperor and the imperial concubine had a falling out.
"What's going on?" Someone hurriedly asked, "Why did you fall out?"
"The concubine de concubine refused to bury the empress dowager first, and now she refuses to cooperate with the master to pray for the country later, the emperor finally couldn't take it anymore, and became furious!"
Is there such a thing? The officials and people who were arguing seemed to see hope, and several important officials, led by Tang Yue and Lu San, hurried into the palace to ask the emperor to execute Concubine De to protect the country.
I thought the emperor would hesitate for a while, but Yu Wenjie coughed and said with a dark face, "Just follow Master Zhili's words, burn Concubine De to sacrifice to heaven!"