A Crossover of Film and Television: Miao Miao's Life Transmigration

The autumn wind is bleak, and the north wind howls, blowing up the yellow leaves.

The people surrounding the Funing Palace kept their heads down and didn't communicate. Everyone knew they were standing on the edge of a cliff, and one wrong step could send them shattering to pieces.

Funing Hall, the magnificent main hall, was the residence of emperors throughout the Song Dynasty. The air was thick with tension, and the place was eerily silent.

The old emperor sat calmly at the head of the table, with two rows of chairs beside him, which were the seats for ministers to hold meetings in the Funing Hall.

Almost a quarter of an hour passed. Seeing that the old emperor remained motionless, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was ashen, the Prince of Yong roared, "Your Majesty is unwell and a bit senile. I am the most suitable person for that position."

"Your Highness, what's with all the fuss? Let's just have him write the imperial edict of succession." The Prince of Yong's subordinates couldn't wait any longer. This matter could cost them their lives, so they wanted things to be settled as soon as possible for peace of mind.

"Hmph, you bunch of traitors and rebels!" the emperor scolded. Seeing that the time was almost up, he waved his hand, and nearly a hundred people surged out from behind him. Zhao Xu quickly walked in front of the emperor, blocking those desperate people.

The official glanced at Zhao Xu and, seeing that he was alright, breathed a sigh of relief. He was old, and Zhao Xu was his only adult son in all these years, so he was very concerned about his safety.

The Prince of Yong's subordinates immediately began to resist, and the two sides clashed, with blood splattering everywhere. The Emperor coldly watched as the Prince of Yong retreated step by step.

Before long, blood was everywhere, and it was clear that Prince Yong had been defeated. Prince Yong was pinned to the ground, looking disheveled, and stared at the old emperor with resentment.

The old emperor didn't say anything to the Prince of Yong, but waved his hand, ordering someone to take the Prince of Yong away.

……

Half an hour ago, a fight broke out in the Funing Palace.

A commotion arose in the Yongning Palace of the inner palace, with constant knocking on the main gate. Fortunately, Xiao Dengzi and Xiao Xiazi managed to quell the commotion and prevent any major panic.

After knocking on the door for a while, the people suddenly started banging on it violently. The loud noise terrified Zhao Huiyue. Lin Yitang hugged Zhao Huiyue and comforted her softly.

Lin Yitang kept the hidden weapon in her hand just in case; she never placed her hopes on others.

The banging on the door didn't last long before the sounds of fighting came from outside.

Lin Yitang breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed the old emperor was still the better one.

This is a good opportunity. The Prince of Yong is plotting a rebellion and has joined forces with Consort Rongde in the harem. Although it is unknown how the two got involved, it is nothing more than being driven by interests.

Empress Cao did not believe that she had not taken any action. A few years ago, she married Gao Taotao to Zhao Zongshi. Gao Taotao was Cao Bin's granddaughter and the Empress's niece.

On the surface, Zhao Zongshi appeared submissive, but in reality, he controlled the military, only he was a little far from Bianjing.

If we can use this incident to remove the Empress, we won't need to worry about her causing trouble behind our backs. After all, she is the Empress, and she has a reputation for being virtuous.

After the old emperor passes away, the empress, in order to avoid being restricted, might deliver a heavy blow to Zhao Zongshi and his mother, and then support him again.

……

The sounds of fighting echoed throughout Bianjing all night, finally ceasing at dawn, but people were still unable to leave the city.

The ministers all wanted to know the details, and the old emperor, who had been busy all night, cancelled today's grand court session.

"Shh-"

The folded paper fell heavily to the ground. Zhao Xu looked up; he had only rested late last night.

"Hmph, Empress! Consort Rongde! I trusted you so much, and you actually conspired with Prince Yong to rebel." The Emperor's neck turned red with anger.

Zhao Xu rushed over and patted his father's chest, afraid that his father would faint from anger.

The emperor was completely consumed by anger. He had once favored Rong Shi so much, bestowing titles and honors upon her maternal family. He never expected Rong Shi to treat him this way, joining forces with outsiders to try and kill him.

As for the Empress, he had never trusted her, but now that she had shown her true colors, the Emperor breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had found a handle against her.