Chapter 1612

When the emperor died, there were three death bells. The whole city could hear them.

When Xuanping Hou heard the bell, all the teacups in his hands fell off.

"The emperor died?" Marquis Xuanping looked a little frightened. I remember that today is the day when the emperor summoned zhuozhen. Was zhuozhen killed?

Marquis Xuanping looks uneasy. He hasn't forgotten that Zhuo is quite unhappy with the Marquis Xuanping's mansion.

If Zhuo Che ascended the throne, it would be the disaster of Xuanping marquis.

Not long ago, he was taking eyedrops.

Xuanping Hou wipes his face and lies in the trough. Zhuo is so disgusted with Xuanping Hou's residence for Mao.

Ning Shu took a sip of tea calmly and said to the embarrassed Xuanping Marquis: "Dad, what are you afraid of? It's a firm thing to kill the king with clarity."

"I'm worried about Zhuo Che's invincible weapons."

Xuanping Hou's mansion is opposite to Zhuo Che, who is the first one who does not want Zhuo Che to ascend the throne.

Ning Shu put down his tea cup, straightened his long sleeves, and said, "Dad, this thing is not as powerful as you can see, no bullets, these are scrap iron."

"But who knows how many bullets there are? Since Lord Xinfu can make such a thing, there must be a lot of bullets left. Lord Xuanping's mansion is in danger."

Xuanping Hou's face was ugly. "It seems that we should arrange it. I hope this time we can keep the foundation of Xuanping Hou's mansion."

In essence, Xuanping Prefecture is a merchant. Since it can't stay here, it can only be changed to another place.

"This bullet can't be made in the royal mansion, and Zhuo Che doesn't have many bullets at all."

"Father, please believe me, this thing is not a threat at all," Ning Shu said affirmatively

"You know again?" Xuanping Houfu squints at Ning Shu.

Ning Shu said, "since I have spent money, I must get the proper service. My daughter asked the Jianghu man to check the number of bullets."

"That's why my daughter assured you to enter the palace boldly. Zhuo Che may not be able to wait for the throne. After all, there are so many princes."

Ning Shu said: "what Dad has to do now is not to let those soldiers outside the city gate come in, holding a lump of scrap iron to scare people."

"Are you sure?" Xuanping Hou struggled.

Ning Shu nodded, "how can this kind of disorderly subjects and thieves ascend the throne? How can they get the consent of the ministers of culture and military?"

"The most important thing now is to close the gate."

Xuanping Hou left the door with a swing of sleeves. He had to work hard anyway.

Ning Shu stood up and went to massage the old prince.

Yi Qing looks at the direction of the palace. How can things develop to this point.

That bracelet is nothing at all ominous.

Can take out modern things, such as pistols, tanks, all kinds of high-tech modern weapons, and some high-tech daily necessities, such as rice cookers, mobile phones and so on.

But these things have no egg in ancient times without electricity. The only thing with great power is the heat weapon of that world.

I knew I would never use this bracelet.

Yi Qing holds her hands tightly, hoping that the unrest will come to an end soon.

Yi Qing doesn't know whether she wants Zhuo to survive or die.

Everyone in Yin's family is shivering. Yi Qing suppresses the impulse to rush to Zhuo churan.

She can't make trouble for Yin's family. She has taken Yin Qing's body and is responsible for her family.

At this time, if Zhuo is dead, he will be involved in the whole Yin family.

Yi Qing squats on the ground, biting her cheek tightly. She wants to go back. She wants to go back. She doesn't want to live in this era.

Yi Qing's tears fell on the ground, and she became a water flower.

The atmosphere in the whole capital was solemn and tense, and every family closed its door tightly.

There are footsteps outside and the killing air that makes people feel cold.

Everyone is in a panic.

Ning Shu stayed in the yard and embroidered the word longevity.

"Miss, why are you still thinking about embroidering? Something like that happened outside." Said the forsythia uneasily.

"Can't I embroider?" Ning Shu asked, "what happened outside, I can't even embroider the flowers?"

Forsythia:

"Miss, you know what I mean. Isn't miss afraid?" The forsythia couldn't help asking, "how can you be so leisurely?"

"Whether you are nervous or not, there will be results. Why be nervous?"

She has enough strength to cope with what happens next, so she is not nervous at all.

Let's not talk about Zhuo's ability to be an emperor. Even when she is an emperor, she has a way to pull Zhuo down.

So there's no need to be nervous.

Ning Shu put down the embroidery, moved his neck, lifted the kettle and poured a cup of tea.

Drink slowly.

Seeing that Ningshu is calm, forsythia also calms down. Seeing that Ningshu has finished drinking tea, she immediately pours tea for Ningshu."Miss, you say who will be on the throne in the end." Asked the forsythia.

Ning Shu is holding his chin, and his fingers are on the table. "If the prince and several princes can unite, it's not a problem to deal with Zhuo Che. After all, ants kill elephants."

"But..."

"But what?" Asked the forsythia.

Ning Shu looks lazy, but Zhuo Che is the beloved of heaven.

Maybe some princes haven't defeated zhunchenran, because they have their own selfish heart, want to win in chaos, want to pick up the cheap, and all kneel in front of zhunchenran.

"But what?" The forsythia asked anxiously, "can the prince be the emperor? If the prince is the emperor, what should we do in Xuanping's Houfu?"

Ning Shu laughs, "you know that."

"Miss, Shizi used to be your fiance. If he became the emperor, no one would dare to marry you." Forsythia stamped her feet. "Miss, I still know that."

Who dares to be the emperor's woman, even the one who doesn't want to be.

"Then don't marry." Ning Shu said without much concern.

"Miss..." The forsythia looked at Ning Shu in a quiet way. "How can a good lady live in the boudoir all her life?"

"The young lady should be happy. Husband and wife love each other. Their children and grandchildren are full. They are rich and they will grow old."

Ning Shu said with a smile, "I'd like to borrow your auspicious words, but you have to find a man for me first. After all, no man dares to ignore Zhuo churan."

Forsythia:

"It's the son of the world's fault."

"You go to the door and watch. When my father comes back, you hurry up and tell me. I'll find my mother." Ning Shu said to forsythia.

"Yes."

Ning Shu goes to find Madame Rongguo, who is in the old prince's yard. All the women in the room are terrified.

"Zhu Ru." Cried the old prince to Ning Shu, with a sad look on her face.

"Grandma, my granddaughter will rub it for you." Ning Shu walked over, fingers on the old prince's temple, gently rubbing.