When Spring Comes

"What can we do now?" The person next to him asked, "Should the situation continue to deteriorate?"

"You and I can't do anything. The emperor has this attitude, even if the queen mother is alive, it can't be done!" The leading veteran sighed, "The beam is about to die..."

He Changan arrived just in time. Hearing such a sentence, his heart sank suddenly and he leaned aside.

"Let's go, let's go back separately. If it doesn't work, we will all return home and go home to enjoy the old age." Someone said discouragedly, and the crowd dispersed and walked out.

Frowning slightly, He Changan thought for a while and stepped into the Zichen Hall.

"Are you here?" Different from the irritability just now, the emperor's voice was full of exhaustion: "Come and give me some ideas, they have made it clear that they will not get through with Huachun."

Sitting down by his bed, He Changan frowned: "Nowadays, the hearts of the people and the ministers are also loose, and the ministers really don't know how to make the situation better."

"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 for others. In a short time, they will definitely put all the responsibilities on Huachun. Ask her to bear the national disaster."

"This..." He Changan's face was pale: "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 now, I have no choice but to wait and see what it will be like when the situation is the worst."

"Okay." Nodded, He Changan glanced at him: "When will your illness get better?"

"I don't know." After coughing twice, Yu Wenjie frowned: "Do not send her back to the palace until I have recovered from the disease, so I can take care of her."

"Yes." He Changan responded, thinking of Huachun, his heart was full of worries.

Listening to the wind outside, Huachun also noticed something was wrong. The disaster continued, and sooner or later, there were complaints. Natural disasters can't blame the sky, and then she must be blamed. The last bearer must be her.

"What can I do about this?" With her chin supported, Hua Chun wanted to discuss with Yu Wenjie. However, she can't see each other now, and it's not safe to write a letter, so she can only find a way by herself.

Qing Niao tried to escape several times in the middle of the night, but was dragged back by Huachun.

"Why are you so unpromising?" Huachun frowned: "Everything is not at the end, so I first think about surrender?"

"The slave servant staying here will hurt you." Qing Yu said: "It's good to go, but I will write to you when I get to the place, and leave an address. You can check it out when you have time."

"Put...what juicy words!" Huachun stared: "You will even write to you after you leave, and I will write it backwards for you! Honestly!"

Qing Qi sighed, and was dragged back into the house dullly, looking at the black sky, always feeling that the catastrophe was about to come.

Her intuition was correct. When the spring was strongest, smallpox broke out in the city near Yanjing, and victims ran around. Many mobs came to the palace and demanded that the emperor execute the evil concubine.

"Wow, do you buckle such a big hat on my head?" Huachun was surprised: "Is it possible that my position can be compared with Da Jibaosi?"

Qing Niao was anxious and half to death: "Where is the time to make a joke now? Find a way to run!"

The palace is surrounded by mobs, like a besieged city with zombies, the emperor is not there, and Gongyuhou is not there, and the guards don’t know how long it can last.

"Kill the demon concubine! Not killing is not enough to calm the anger, the common people complain!"

"Yes! Kill the enchantress!"

With a loud roar, Huachun sighed on the table, "I can't get out, what should I do?"

Qing Qi shed tears: "I knew I should stay in Hou Mansion, and it won't be where I am now! This is the suburbs of Beijing, even if Hou Ye and the others rush over, it will take a long time!"

"What is the attitude of courtiers now?" Hua Chun asked.

Rui Er hesitated to speak, Huachun waved her hand: "To be honest, there is no need to care about my feelings now."

"The Minister of the Korean Central Committee has already signed a letter three days ago, hoping to use the empress and her belly... the enchanting evildoer in the belly to worship the sky."

What? Huachun was speechless: "Are they really so frantic?"

Rui Er lowered her head: "Previously, Master Zhili reported that you had a problem, but some people later said that you were pregnant with a stranger. No one came out to speak for you, and the more the spread became more and more powerful. Almost everyone took it seriously."

After sighing, Hua Chun said: "Sure enough, it is silly to let others say things on their own way. The three of them become tigers. If they don't clarify, they are still acquiescence! Now the situation is probably irreversible, except for the emperor , The whole world is expecting me to die to relieve them of calamity, right?"

Rui Er pursed her lips and nodded gently.

Qing frowned: "I should go to eliminate the disaster."

"When things have reached this point, do you think that if you stand out, people will believe that you can eliminate the disaster?" Huachun pouted: "People will only think that I am afraid of death, so I pushed the maid out of the bag!"

"What should I do then?" Qing Yu was anxious: "You are pregnant, in case something accident happens..."

The eyeballs moved, and Hua Chun said, "What's the name of a trick? It's about getting a salary from the bottom of the pot or something, I think it can be used. Come on, let's draw a water pressure map for this palace."

What? Qing Niao was taken aback, before he could react, he was dragged away by Huachun.

The mob surrounded the palace for a whole day before being dispersed by the people led by He Changan.

"Follow the minister." He Changan said with a serious expression: "Go back to the palace and talk about it."

"I can't go back." Huachun said: "Going back now will only force the people to continue to force the palace."

"but……"

"Second brother, don't worry." Huachun reached out and took the drawing 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, then took a look, his eyes full of puzzlement.

"If there is a written explanation, you can give it to the emperor, he can understand."

"……it is good."

The Korean ministers were restless, and suddenly heard the news--

The emperor and the concubine fell out.

"What's the matter?" Someone hurriedly asked: "Why did it fall out?"

"The concubine Defei refused to give the queen mother a burial first, and now she refuses to cooperate with the master to pray for the country, the emperor finally can't bear it anymore, she is furious!"

Is there such a thing? The clamoring officials and people seemed to see hope. Several important officials, with Tang Yue and Lu San as their heads, hurriedly went into the palace and asked the emperor to execute the concubine De, in order to protect the country.

I thought the emperor would hesitate a bit, but I didn't expect Yu Wenjie to have a dark face, coughing and saying, "Just as Master Zhili said, burn the concubine De Fei to sacrifice to heaven!"