strictlysupreme Chapter 223 Yixiu 92
Chapter 223 Yixiu 92
Concubine Jing, who had received the letter in advance, quickly began to prepare.
"Ruyi, go light the blue incense in the box and walk around with the incense burner."
"My Lady, this fragrance is light, would you like to order a few more?"
"No need for that. The emperor doesn't like the smell because it's too strong. Just get closer to the table."
Ruyi didn't know what was wrong with these spices and just thought that Concubine Jing liked them.
As early as a year ago, Nian Shilan and others began to use spices to torture the emperor's body. Each of these spices is a rare treasure when taken out separately.
But it’s different if you mix them together.
It was also because of this that the emperor was unable to have another child no matter how many medicines he took.
In order to intimidate the Mongolian tribes, the emperor decided to take his concubines to Mulan Paddock.
The leaders of various tribes had already been waiting here to pay their respects to the emperor.
An indispensable part of this dinner party was the display of force. The emperor felt annoyed when he saw the princes of the various tribes wrestling.
I don’t know whether these people really don’t know or are doing it on purpose.
She immediately struck a chord with the Emperor, "I've heard that the Emperor's two princes are both exceptional men. Why didn't they accompany the Emperor this time?"
The emperor tightened his grip on the wine glass and secretly remembered this man.
He had a fatherly look on his face, "When the children grow up, they want to go out. As their father, I cannot leave the capital often, so these two brothers will patrol the country for me."
"Let them see with their own eyes what the country is like outside of these memorials."
"Haha, the emperor is truly a kind father."
Everyone quickly changed the topic. Everyone knew that the current emperor had the most princesses, and as they grew up, many people were concerned about them.
This time they all brought children of similar age from their tribe.
It was not until this time that the emperor remembered that the eldest princess Shuhe was already of marriageable age.
He would definitely not admit that he had forgotten. He had just pretended to give Shuhe a reward yesterday, using the excuse that it was all to keep her for a few more years. Now he would definitely find a suitable husband for her.
If Shuhe hadn't heard too many complaints from the concubines in various palaces, she would have actually believed it.
Faced with these people's hospitality, Shuhe didn't even glance at them.
Wen Yi watched closely from the side and engraved all these faces in his mind.
They all got rid of them while hunting.
Just when many princes set their sights on Wen Yi, she gave the emperor a big gift.
The emperor naturally did not come here just to eat, drink and have fun, reviewing the army was also an important part of the event.
Just here, a strange team appeared in the distance.
Everyone was equipped with a weapon that no one could understand, which looked like a musket, but was also different.
The scene immediately became tense, and the guards surrounded the emperor.
"Why are you so nervous? Father, these are my personal soldiers. Since it's a military parade, how can I miss sparring? I brought them out here specifically to broaden their horizons."
Wen Yi stood up with a smile, and looked directly into the emperor's eyes while saluting him, without hiding his ambition at all.
A huge wave of emotion had already risen in the emperor's heart, which frightened him more than Hongli going out to fight.
What kind of place is this? There are guards protecting us along the way, and there are also armies from various tribes. These people just appeared suddenly!
Personal soldiers? As the emperor, how could he not know whether Wen Yi had personal soldiers?
After all, he had been emperor for many years, so he reacted quickly and waved his hand to disperse the guards around him.
"It's Wen Yi. When did they change into their armor? I almost didn't recognize them."
"If you want to train, then go ahead. But don't cry if you lose."
Then he turned to look at the bewildered princes and said, "My daughter has taken charge of things on her own terms. Please bear with her."
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly eased.
"Hahaha, it's all a misunderstanding. It's true that a tiger father will have a dog son. The princess under the emperor's knees is also so outstanding. I admire her."
"Just kidding, my little daughter is just fooling around."
The emperor really wanted to have Wen Yi captured, but he didn't dare. This was on the grassland. If he angered this powerful army at this time, and the two sides joined forces, he would most likely die.
It would be much easier to just admit it. After all, they are father and daughter, and they can discuss anything behind closed doors.
Wen Yi had a decent smile on his face and didn't care about their belittlement.
Strength will ultimately speak for itself.
Although they said it was sparring, their guns were pointed far away.
The moment the guns roared, all contempt disappeared.
Everyone is familiar with cannons and muskets, but firearms that are so powerful and easy to use have never appeared before.
There is no need to reload ammunition after firing, and it is simply a massacre when used on the battlefield.
The emperor's eyes were red with tears. With such a weapon, who would still care about the matchlock gun?
During the previous emperor's time, there were repeating muskets, but they could only fire 28 bullets continuously, which is a huge difference from this one.
And that artillery is so powerful.
The emperor had forgotten that this army did not belong to him, and he laughed and clapped his hands.
Some of the officials behind him were so frightened that their legs went limp, and they only came to their senses when they heard the emperor's cheers.
No one had the mind to look at anything else, and the tribes were frightened and refused to mention the sparring.
Everyone praised Wen Yi to the sky.
After the matter was over, the emperor couldn't wait to summon Wen Yi to his tent.
The officials from the Ministry of War also breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this.
He walked to the front of the team with a proud look on his face, not wanting to show any sign of weakness.
"Who are you leading? Where are you stationed? The Emperor is here and no one is allowed to bring weapons privately. Hand over your weapons to the Ministry of War!"
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he immediately became angry and said, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up."
"Crack!"
What greeted him was the black muzzle of a gun.
After seeing the power of this thing, the man was immediately dumbfounded. He didn't care about his official appearance and ran away crawling.
The people around saw it all.
Someone immediately realized that these were indeed Princess Wen Yi's personal soldiers, but they probably had only one master, and even the emperor might not be able to command them.
It's going to change.
Wen Yi had already sent people to protect the tents of Xiangpin and other concubines, so the emperor had no means to threaten her.
As soon as he entered the tent, the emperor's expression changed.
"Your Majesty!"
Wen Yi did not kneel, but straightened his back and looked at the emperor, "Father, what did I do wrong?"
"You evil creature, I raised you in luxury, and what are you doing? You're relying on my trust in you to secretly raise a private army?"
"And you brought him out in this kind of situation? What do you want to do? Rebellion? Do you still have me as your father in your eyes?!"
The emperor grew angrier and angrier as he spoke, and each of his children became more and more dishonest than the last.
He is really not dignified as a father.
"Please, Father, appoint me as the Crown Princess. I wish to inherit this throne."
Wen Yi said the words that shocked the emperor the most in the most gentle voice.
She just stood there quietly, as if she had just said that she wanted a snack after dinner.