Chapter 117: Qing'er's hatred is deeper than the sea (8)
"Your Highness, the guilty minister has already planned to retire and return to his hometown to spend his old age in peace. The memorial will be announced some day." Qin Boyi was already disheartened because he had no children, and the regrets in his heart continued to expand.
"Want to retreat bravely? Will Lou Xin let you go?" Qing'er was surprised to hear what he said.
"Yes, if I hand over my real power now, the Emperor will get what he wants."
Qing'er thought about it and it was right.[
With the Prime Minister handing over the real power, Lou Xin has one less thing to worry about, and he no longer has to worry about whether Lou Yujin will unite with the Prime Minister's Office. When he retires and returns to his hometown, he can focus on dealing with the Qingjun Sect and containing Lou Yujin.
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"The guilty minister has something to say, I don't know if I can say it."
"Tell me, if you don't say it, how will I know if I can listen?" Suddenly, Qing'er was startled, feeling that the way she spoke was a bit strange. After thinking about it, she quietly raised the corners of her mouth, like He'er
tone.
Qin Boyi knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head.
"Your Highness, if you really fall in love with my daughter, you can take her away and live in peace and quiet. What's wrong with that? Nowadays, the Mobei Dynasty cannot withstand another turmoil due to internal and external troubles."
"You really shouldn't say this. If the Mobei Dynasty can't stand it, what does it matter to me?" It sounded boring to me.
Qin Boyi hesitated for a moment and decided to speak out.
"All the people in the world are under the protection of your Lou family. Ten years ago, there was a turmoil, and rivers of blood flowed. The Mobei Dynasty was also severely damaged. The emperor has been benevolent for many years, and finally ushered in a scene of peace for the people.
It’s really not appropriate to have another turmoil and ruin all life again.”
What he said was indeed somewhat compassionate and passionate. The more Qing'er listened, the more bored she became. She snorted coldly and raised the corner of her mouth mockingly, "Benevolent government? Benevolent government for the people of the world?...Then why? Only for the right people."
Killed his own brother and his whole family?! Ten years ago, my father had no intention of serving the government, and he came to snatch it away! Didn’t my father decree that the throne should be given to him? Why should he do it again five years later?
Killer?! Leave no one behind!"
In the end, Qing'er almost gritted her teeth and squeezed out the words, each word full of hatred and murderous intent.
Qin Boyi was shivering all over. He had guessed from a long time ago that when he came back this time, he would never let go of the murder case.
Since ancient times, the struggle for imperial power has always been that the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Fighting between the same roommates is nothing new.