After Yehenala sat down again, Mrs. Hu said coldly: "Now can you tell me your plan?" Seeing his surprised look, Mrs. Hu continued: "Since you mentioned it yesterday,
The queen, I think she already has a plan, what's wrong, don't you want to tell me?" When she said the last sentence, her expression became a little unkind.
Yehenala's eyes flashed, and she said with an apologetic smile: "Your Majesty, I have a kind heart, and I can't hide anything from your eyes. It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's that I just thought of a general idea, and the specific method is still there."
I haven’t thought about it yet!”
This time, before Mrs. Hu could ask, she said directly: "I heard that many parts of the capital are suffering from drought and it has not rained for a long time. The emperor wants to go to the Temple of Heaven to pray for rain."
"I have also heard about this matter, but what does this have to do with the Queen? Is it possible..." Madam Hu looked her over and said, "You want to spread rumors at this time that the Queen is unlucky?" Jian Ye
The Henala family acquiesced, and the Hu family immediately shook her head and said solemnly: "No, the people are already suffering from hunger and thirst. If such a rumor comes out at this time, I am afraid there will be chaos."
"Your Majesty is kind-hearted, but if you pity them, who will pity us? How the Emperor treats the Queen, you know better than I do. Once you miss this opportunity, it will be really difficult to deal with her again, let alone
Said she was still pregnant with a dragon fetus."
Mrs. Hu was upset by what she said. She got up and walked around the palace a few times, saying, "Even if this is the case, it is difficult to touch her. Is it possible that those people will still rush into the palace?"
Yehenala smiled strangely and said: "Of course they won't rush into the palace, but we... can let the queen out of the palace!"
"Leave the palace?" Mrs. Hu frowned and said, "As a queen and a Liujia, how can she leave the palace? You are simply talking nonsense."
"Have you forgotten to ask for rain?" Yehenala said sweetly: "I heard that during the Western Han Dynasty, there was a severe drought in Chang'an. The situation was worse than today. At that time, I was the emperor's wife.
Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and his queen went on stage to pray for rain, and finally moved the heavens to send down rain to relieve the suffering of the people."
Madam Hu suddenly said: "You want to persuade the emperor to follow the example of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and go on stage with the queen to pray for rain?"
"My Majesty is aware that as long as the Queen cannot ask for rain, the people who have already heard her ominous words will naturally become angry. If someone else incites it, won't we be able to get what we want?"
"It's really hard for Concubine Shu to come up with such a way." Faced with Hu's sarcastic words, Yehenala didn't care and said with an undiminished smile: "So, the empress also thinks this idea is good.
?”
"That's good, but you must not forget that when the emperor and empress go to the stage to pray for rain, there will be countless officers and soldiers guarding them. The people will be commotion. Although it will cause a big chaos, it is impossible to get past those officers and soldiers and get close to the empress. When the time comes,
The Queen is still safe and sound, at most she was just a little frightened."
"In normal times, this might be the case, but please don't forget that the empress is currently pregnant with Liujia, and her fetal strength has been unstable. Going up to the rooftop is already an extremely tiring task. If she is frightened again...
What kind of injury, what do you think will happen?"
How could Mrs. Hu not understand? She solemnly said: "You mean premature birth?"
Yehenala nodded and said: "Both you and I have given birth to children. You should know that for women, giving birth to children is like going around in a circle behind the closed door of hell. If you don't go around well, you may never come back.
Coming."
Mrs. Hu frowned and said nothing. Yehenala's plan of killing two birds with one stone was quite cruel. If everything went well, not only could Xianyue be eliminated, but the dragon fetus in her belly could also be eliminated.
Yehenala didn't see her speak for a long time, and said: "My queen, you are not sympathizing with the queen at this time, are you?"
Mrs. Hu sighed and said: "Children are innocent, and harming one's children is the most damaging thing to one's moral character."
A trace of disdain flashed across Yehenala's eyes quickly, and she said: "The empress is kind, but the emperor will definitely order the imperial doctor to treat him when the time comes. If he really can't be saved, I can only say that this child deserves this fate, and we can't blame us; besides,
You sympathize with her unborn child, who can sympathize with Brother Ninth? They never considered this before acting."
"That's all we can do." Madam Hu was about to relax her eyebrows when she suddenly remembered something, "The Emperor has always loved the Queen very much, and I'm afraid he won't let her take the risk of ascending to the throne. Even if I tried to persuade her, it would be useless.
"
Yehenala smiled and said: "It is useless for us to persuade, but it is different if it is a court official. I know that the empress's father is the minister of Dali Temple, and he is a kind-hearted man, and has only a few friendships with many officials. If
If he comes forward, I believe he can persuade many ministers."
Mrs. Hu sneered and said: "Concubine Shu's idea is really good. She asked my father to do this. Afterwards, even if the emperor traces it, it will only be traced to me, and you will be safe."
Yehenala said with an aggrieved face: "Where did the empress think of it? How could I do that? As long as the empress nodded, I would immediately write a letter to Amma outside the palace, and contact the ministers who are good friends with the empress' father.
It is best to advise the emperor together, so that we can be more confident."
Mrs. Hu snorted softly and said solemnly: "You'd better not play any tricks. If something happens to me, you, Concubine Shu, will never be able to escape!"
In response to her scolding, Yehenala did not show any displeasure, but said respectfully: "I understand this truth, so I never dare to be selfish!"
"Okay!" After saying this, Mrs. Hu asked, "Do you know when the day for the emperor to pray for rain will be?"
Yehenara shook his head and said: "I don't know about this yet, but the disaster is serious now, and if we delay it for another day, there will be more victims, so I think it must have happened in the past few days."
"In this case, be more careful and don't miss anything." Seeing Mrs. Hu say this, a flash of joy flashed in Yehenala's eyes, and she said happily: "So, your Majesty agrees?"
"Can I still disagree?" Hu's words made Qiu Ju and Li look worried. They wanted to persuade each other, but because of Yehenala's presence, they could only swallow their words for the time being.
"Your Majesty is wise!" Yehenala bowed solemnly, and then said: "Since we have agreed, I will immediately write a letter to Amma. As for Mr. Hu, there is a troublemaker, the more people who submit the letter, the more people will submit the letter.
The more likely you are to persuade the emperor."
Mrs. Hu lowered her head and stared at the emerald bracelet on her wrist that was as transparent as clear water, and whispered to herself: "Actually, if you want to persuade the emperor, you can do it alone."
"A person?" Yehenala said in surprise: "Who does the empress refer to?"