Travel through Shen Meizhuang to open the system and walk sideways in the harem

When Shen Meimei heard that the emperor was going to put Yue Zhongqi in prison immediately, her heart tightened and she suddenly remembered an important thing: the biggest literary inquisition case during the Yongzheng period - the Lu Liuliang case!

She couldn't help but fall into deep thought. If she told the emperor the answer now, he would definitely doubt her.

Moreover, the task assigned to her by the system was to overturn the verdict on Lu Liuliang's literary inquisition. If she had simply killed the case in the cradle, none of this would have happened.

Just when Shen Meimei was hesitating, a question came to her mind:

Lu Siniang and Shen Zaikuan are obviously dead, so why are they still involved in all this?

Could it be that my arrival triggered the butterfly effect? ​​Or is it that there are many variables in this world?

After some deep thought, Shen Meimei realized that perhaps the Qing Dynasty after the time travel was subtly different from the Qing Dynasty in history. Although the names of the historical figures were the same, the things they experienced might have changed.

Seeing the emperor's anger, she gently advised:

"Your Majesty, calm down. General Yue presented Zhang Xi's letter of rebellion to Your Majesty. Doesn't this show that General Yue is showing his loyalty to Your Majesty? Moreover, General Yue is a descendant of Yue Fei and has a high prestige among the Han people. If we kill him at this time, it will easily cause a civil uprising!"

Upon hearing this, the emperor smiled and said, "I am so lucky to have such a virtuous wife! You are right. I will discuss this with Zhang Tingyu, Li Wei, Ortai and others tomorrow and then make a plan!"

Shen Meimei smiled slightly and gently leaned her head on the emperor's shoulder, "Your Majesty, how can I be worthy of the title of a virtuous wife? I know myself well and have no delusion about the position of empress. Please understand!"

The emperor turned around and took Shen Meimei into his arms, "Okay, I just said it casually, look how scared you are! With your virtue, you are worthy of the position of queen. The harem cannot be without a master for a day, and I also have this plan."

Shen Meimei was very excited when she heard this, but her face was very calm. She declined:

"The empress of the Qing Dynasty has always been a Manchu, and I am a Han army bannerman, and I am also a Han Chinese in the final analysis. Please don't break the ancestral rules for me, Your Majesty."

The more Shen Meimei refused, the more the emperor appreciated her.

That night, the emperor and Shen Meimei and his entourage braved the wind and snow to return to the palace.

When they returned to the Forbidden City, it was almost dawn. The emperor went straight to court, while Shen Meimei went back to Tangli Palace to catch up on her sleep.

When I woke up, the sun was shining brightly.

The emperor had already had lunch in Tangli Palace. Seeing that Shen Meimei had not gotten up yet, he sat down under the bright window and read a book.

Shen Meimei stood up in a hurry. Seeing the emperor was there, she stood up and saluted without even putting on her clothes:

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. May your Majesty be blessed with good health and good health!"

"You are an old married couple, why are you still so reserved? Why don't you sleep a little longer?" The emperor put down the book in his hand and said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, why are you in such a good mood today?" Shen Meimei couldn't help but ask.

"This morning, I received another secret letter from Yue Zhongqi. Zhang Xi has confessed that he was sent by Zeng Jing to persuade Yue Zhongqi to rebel.

Now that the person behind this has been found, I have had all of these traitors sent to the capital. I will have the Ministry of Justice conduct a thorough trial!

These nerds really give me a headache! Especially the literati in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, who always write poems to satirize the Qing Dynasty. I must punish them severely this time, and I will not use thundering means. How can these literati be afraid? "