(Thirty-three)
Sunge asked, getting back to business.
She ignored the government affairs, and all major military and state affairs were decided by Deng Sui.
"It probably won't work anymore."
That’s right if it doesn’t work!
Deng Sui didn't feel any regret in his heart.
What she wants is for Liu Qing to die. If he doesn't die, she will find a way to kill him.
A deposed prince, if his heart refuses to die, then let him die.
The superficial brotherhood created could deceive the late emperor.
"Then what are the Queen Mother's plans?"
After Liu Qing's death, someone must inherit the title of King Qinghe.
Nowadays, natural disasters continue and the current situation is unstable. Neither the right time, the right place nor the harmony are enough to completely abolish the feudal state of the king with the same surname.
Deng Sui thought for a while, "Liu Hu took the name of King Qinghe and divided the Qinghe Kingdom into two, letting Liu Huwei and Liu Changbao act as King of Qinghe."
Sun Ge blinked, this move was really poisonous and useful.
Liu Hu was far away in the capital, but he was the eldest son after all and had the natural qualification to inherit the title.
The separation of name and reality destined the brothers to fall in love with each other and bring disaster to Xiao Qiang.
By then, Qinghe will still belong to the center.
"Is the queen mother aggrieved for the father?"
Sunge did not question Deng Sui's decision.
Although from the perspective of a bystander, this strategy may seem vicious and inhumane, the effect is significant.
If the Qinghe Kingdom is divided into two, then the half that is no longer named Qinghe can be eliminated after Liu Changbao's death and the central government can be taken back.
Deng Sui was silent for a moment and sighed faintly, "Not entirely."
She did have the intention of venting her anger for the late emperor, but more importantly, she wanted to pursue her own political affairs in his position.
Since she is coming to court and calling herself me, she must cut off all tentacles that try to shake the imperial power.
If one day, the Deng family gets carried away, she will not hesitate to punish them.
She kept her promise to the late emperor in mind day and night, and she also understood her mission through hard work.
"As the saying goes, merits and demerits will be judged by future generations."
"As for myself, as long as I am worthy of my promise to the late emperor, worthy of your trust in surrendering power, and worthy of the people of the world, it is enough."
Sunge smiled silently.
Deng Sui like this is always worthy of holding the heroine script.
"Sheng'er, tell me, can this tree survive?"
Following Deng Sui's line of sight, Sunge saw the dead tree in the courtyard that was shivering in the biting cold wind. "There is always a miracle of dead trees coming back to life."
Perhaps Liu Zhao stared at this dead tree until his death, and Deng Sui gradually gained sustenance in his heart.
This tree has not been cut down or dug out. It just exists in a unique way outside Zhangde Hall.
It seems that if the tree is there and Liu Zhao is there, Deng Sui will feel comfort and clarity in his heart.
Be afraid in your heart, be careful in your words, and stop in your actions.
Liu Hu returned to the mansion crying, and cried even harder when he saw the noble and indifferent look on his aunt's mother-in-law's face.
For those who don’t know, you think you’re crying right now?
Geng: Could it be that the palace was well-informed and knew about the death of King Qinghe in advance?
Is it too late for her to arrange for her servants to prepare white flags and candles?
Or, she should also pretend to express her grief by squeezing out a few tears.
After all, under no circumstances should there be any rumors about the cold-heartedness of King Qinghe's wife, Geng, otherwise it would affect the reputation of the descendants of the Geng family.
I can’t cry!
Geng was angry.
The relationship between her and Qinghe King Liu Qing has long been duller than Baishui.
So Geng pinched his lower back hard, and his eyes finally filled with tears, one by one, falling down beautifully.
Liu Hu was so frightened that he forgot to cry.
His aunt could still cry?
Not to say
Femme fatale, don't cold-blooded animals shed tears?
Geng sobbed, "Why don't you cry anymore?"
"Why is my aunt crying?" Liu Hu asked blankly with tears in his eyes.
"Your father is dead and you are only allowed to cry?" Mr. Geng grinned in pain.
It's a bit harsh!
Liu Hu's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Father is dead?"
The corner of Geng's mouth twitched. This reaction was not right. "Not dead?"
"Why are you crying so miserably if you're not dead!"
Waste of feelings!
Geng rubbed his lower back, wiped away his tears with a handkerchief, and once again returned to his noble, cool and domineering appearance.
If it weren't for the Geng children, she wouldn't bother to shed a tear for Liu Qing.
Besides, maybe for Liu Qing, dying so early was a good thing. After all, he had remembered Sister Zuo Xiao'e for so many years, and the reunion under Jiuquan was also a reunion.
"What happened in the palace?"
Geng asked indifferently with a cold face.
Liu Hu shuddered and did not dare to hide it, so he told Geng everything he could remember word for word.
Well, the thing that made him paint in ink the most was referring to tears as beads of sweat.
After all, this is what he remembers best.
Geng's expression was heavy, and His Majesty, who ignored political affairs, actually had such a mind.
Although he had such talent, he was willing to give all the light to Deng Sui.
He is also not his biological son. Look at Liu Sheng, and then look at Liu Hu in front of him. With such mediocre qualifications, it is simply a dream to kick out Deng Sui's mother and son to dominate the world.
It seems that she still has to get along with the Geng family again.
Liu Qing was seeking death, so there was no need for Geng to rush to be buried with him.
Judging from Deng Sui's words, he must not have any good thoughts towards Liu Qing, and he might even settle the score later.
"Do you miss your father that much?"
If you can't go back, howl in mourning?
Liu Hu nodded and shook his head.
In fact, it was mainly half scared and half distressed.
It hurts that he can't even keep the throne of Qinghe.
"My dear mother, will the Queen Mother and Your Majesty still name their son King of Qinghe?"
Liu Hu asked cautiously.
His relationship with his aunt has always been strange.
He was afraid of his aunt, but he had to rely on his aunt.
After getting along with Xu Shi for nearly a year, he finally got used to the fear and fear, and finally dared to take the initiative to ask questions.
"You can't go back even if it's sealed."
"It's just in name only."
"However, I think this is a good thing."
Geng's family background, knowledge and vision are all there, and she can see further than Liu Hu.
"If you want to live a long time, just stay in the capital and be the most obedient chess piece in the hands of the Queen Mother and His Majesty."
The Queen Mother Deng would never let go of Liu Qing, who had taken action against the late Emperor. The Queen Mother Deng would more or less recover some of the interest.
"Do you think it's not good to live in such a luxurious life like now?"
"Liu Hu."
Geng asked seriously.
Liu Hu was raised in her name. If Liu Hu still persists in his evil intentions, he will definitely drag her down.
"Think about those who were exiled or imprisoned because they made mistakes. They were dressed in rags and had no food to eat. They were scolded from time to time."
"Think about it now. After all, everyone respects you openly."
Geng felt that it was necessary for her to take Liu Hu to go to Tianlao to experience the fate of those who had done their own evil.
