Chapter 897: Dreaming of the Old Lady
Although Ju Ziyu reminded the squires and scholars to abide by the rules of being a courtier, he heard that others were also very dissatisfied with the emperor's various behaviors, and he actually felt a sense of joy in his heart.
After perceiving the subtle change in his mood, Ye Wanmei smiled coldly, and then continued to manipulate the two dolls, asking them to cooperate with the tacit understanding to put forward a bold idea in front of Ju Ziyu:
"The so-called people's desire is just that the people see that the regent has made great contributions to the Ning country several times, so that the people will not suffer from the torture of war and become beggars, but today's behavior of His Majesty, presumably the regent will be disappointed when he sees it, right?"
"Since the founding of my Ningguo, I have rarely met an excellent emperor, who can completely let the people live and work in peace and contentment, Prime Minister, the lower officials have a word, I don't know if to talk about it?"
"If you have something to say, you might as well say it directly, anyway, there are no extra outsiders here except us." The implication of Ju Ziyu's words is that he naturally regards Ye Wanmei as his person.
After getting his consent, the scholar and the squire glanced at each other, and then the two of them said almost in unison: "If we take advantage of the absence of the regent and his wife in Kyoto, and we find a way to make Your Majesty willing to step down from the throne and give up the throne to the Prime Minister, I think the Prime Minister is so good, he will definitely care more about the feelings of the people than His Majesty today, and I don't know how the Prime Minister will ......."
"Ridiculous! How could two adults make such a ridiculous suggestion? Before the two could finish speaking, Juziyu scolded them to stop talking, and showed that their suggestion was too ridiculous for him to accept.
However, his refusal was seen by Ye Wanmei, Ju Ziyu obviously did not disapprove of it at all, after all, if this was the case, he would have let his subordinates knock the two out of the mansion a long time ago, how could he just be angry on the surface, but in fact he didn't make the slightest move?
Under Ye Wanmei's manipulation, the two puppets continued to sing and harmonize, trying to persuade Ju Ziyu to rebel, and said: "We are all people who live together with the prime minister and are officials in the court, and we are very familiar with the prime minister's personality, so don't be modest, if you become the new emperor of Ningguo, the people will definitely love you more!" ”
"Even if the Prime Minister doesn't think about himself, doesn't he think about the outdated Master Ju? Thinking that he lived diligently for the country back then, but in the end ended up with a guest death, at that time His Majesty only rewarded a few silver taels, never mentioning the various exploits of the old lady, no wonder the prime minister's family chose to leave their hometown, incognito life, now think about it, don't you think that the royal family treats you at home, is it too unfair? ”
Thinking of the death of his grandfather, the family migrated to other places, and they had to face the poverty and destitude of life, so that Juziyu had to go up the mountain to chop wood during the day and read in the dark moonlight late at night.
Although it was the decision of the family to give up the reward of the imperial court at the beginning, under the instigation of the two, Ju Ziyu felt that at this time, the royal family could not get rid of it! If they hadn't sent their elderly grandfather out and killed him, who was already in poor health, how could there be any follow-ups?
Seeing that Ju Ziyu hesitated, and did not defend the royal family in the spirit of being loyal to his courtiers, Ye Wanmei smiled sinisterly, and put her slender jade arm on Ju Ziyu's shoulder, obviously feeling that his body was shocked, and then she leaned over to him, and whispered:
"If the Prime Minister can get the support of all the officials and become the new emperor, then you will naturally become a member of the royal family, and then the little girl will be able to live up to the poisonous oath, and marry you, and accompany you all the time, does the Prime Minister think this is not good?"
"But after all, rebellion is a big crime of the Zhulian Nine Clans, in case Your Majesty has already noticed it and lowers the crime, then Miss Ye will not only be unable to fly on the branches, but may also be implicated by Ju, this matter, it is better for Ju to think about it." Although Ju Ziyu's attitude is still hesitant, he is not as sharp as before, as long as Ye Wanmei strikes while the iron is hot and gives him a fatal blow, presumably he can obediently obey her instigation and rebel, right?
Thinking that she would soon be able to get what she wanted, not only to avenge Qianqiu, but also to fulfill his wish and rule Ning Guo under her command, Ye Wanmei's heart was ready to move, and in the middle of the night, she dismissed all the maids, drove her own spiritual power, and weaved a new nightmare for Ju Ziyu......
"Yu'er, Yu'er."
Half-asleep and half-awake, Ju Ziyu faintly heard someone calling his name, and his voice was low and hoarse, very familiar, he frowned slightly, and his heart trembled, could it be this person?
Following this call, Ju Ziyu staggered forward, his body and brain seemed to be out of control, he just wanted to find the source of the sound as soon as possible, so as to confirm whether the other party and the person he thought in his heart were the same.
When an old figure appeared in front of Ju Ziyu, a pair of cloudy eyes looked at him and began to cry slowly, Ju Ziyu's legs were sore, and he immediately fell to his knees, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Grandpa, is it your old man?" ”
"Yu'er, my grandson, I haven't seen you for many years, it's rare that you still remember your grandfather." The trembling figure of the old lady walked towards Ju Ziyu, the calloused hands gently stroked his forehead, although the family position was high and powerful, but the old lady was a clean official before her death, and she tried to do it herself whenever she could, because of this, his palms were exceptionally thick and stiff, very similar to the kung fu who worked in the fields all year round.
It is this familiar touch, since the death of the old lady, Ju Ziyu has always dreamed in his sleep, but it has never been as real as today, he burst into tears, exposed the waist of the old lady, and cried: "Grandpa has an unfulfilled wish? Now that the grandson is the prime minister of Ningguo, no matter what the grandfather wants, the grandson will do his best to complete it for you. ”
Although in his sleep, Ke Ju Ziyu was still well aware of the fact that the old lady had passed away twenty years earlier, but his undead spirit found him, not only did not make Ju Ziyu feel a little frightened, but felt very familiar.
"Yu'er, grandpa hopes that you will avenge my injustice day and night, but why have you not taken action? How can you be the heir of my family? The old lady sighed again and again.
His questioning was like a sharp sword, piercing through the soft place of Ju Ziyu's heart, he twisted his eyebrows, and replied: "My grandson thinks that my grandfather doesn't want me to do something rebellious, after all, my grandfather often talked about state affairs when he was alive, and my grandson thought that the peace and security of the country and the people was what my grandfather wanted." ”
"Alas, but grandpa hopes that someone in my family can ascend the throne and be the emperor, which is also the reason why grandpa worked hard to cultivate you during his lifetime, and it is grandpa's greatest wish in the underworld." After speaking, the figure of the old lady gradually blurred in the nightmare, and Ju Ziyu was awakened in a stupor, and got up suddenly, his forehead was already covered with sweat.