kvmb Chapter 936 You Feel Guilty
Chapter 936 You Feel Guilty
After returning from the morning court session, Zong Lin vomited blood and fell into a coma again. When he woke up, half of his body was numb. The imperial physician diagnosed him with a stroke.
Zong Lin's speech was already somewhat unclear. He gripped Feng Dajian's hand tightly, "Let, let Aque come, come to see me."
Seeing Zong Lin's appearance, Supervisor Feng couldn't help but tear up and hurriedly urged someone to invite Zong Que over.
Zong Que didn't arrive until the afternoon. Looking at Zong Lin, who was lying on the bed looking emaciated, Zong Que stood by the bed and asked in a low voice, "What is it?"
With difficulty, Zong Lin sat up with the help of Eunuch Feng. He reached out his hand to Zong Que, "A Que, you...you hate me, don't you?"
Looking at Zong Lin's current state, Zong Que knew all too well what a blow it must have been to him to force his father to issue an edict of self-reproach.
He was obsessed with imperial power throughout his life, manipulating and controlling the fate of everyone. Even at the critical moment of the Northern Expedition, he was still confident of victory.
But his uncle, Zong Huai, was his inner demon.
“You wrote a letter to Lin Wuji, instructing him to kill his imperial uncle and grant him the position of crown prince,” Zong Que said.
Zong Lin vehemently denied it: "Ah Que, I... no, Father, in my heart, the Crown Prince, has always, always only had you."
“I knew from the start that once I launched the Northern Expedition, the first person you wouldn’t let go would be my Imperial Uncle. And if my Imperial Uncle doesn’t come back, you’ll never be able to admit your mistake.” Zong Que looked at him and said frankly, “So before leaving the capital, I had already discussed with Sheng Junyi that he would secretly infiltrate Yanjing under the pretext of leading troops north to protect my Imperial Uncle.”
“Back then, you ordered Commander He to lead men to kill me, and he was the one who rescued me from the assassins. These things cannot withstand investigation. Once you notice him, you will definitely send someone to investigate him.”
"You, you deliberately, deliberately let him, save, save the emperor..." Zong Lin stared at Zong Que in shock. He had long known that Zong Que was cunning, but he never thought that even saving the emperor was something he had deliberately arranged.
“It wasn’t intentional,” Zong Que said. “I can’t be sure that the third brother will definitely rebel, but he has been used openly for many years. He can’t possibly swallow this insult. Having Sheng Junyi save the emperor at a critical moment will make you completely lower your guard, not only against him, but also against your confidence in the arrangements in Yanjing.”
"You and Empress Dowager Dugu are weighing the pros and cons and using each other. She holds your uncle's life in her hands, which is the greatest control she can exert over you. Only when you both feel that everything is under your control can you protect your uncle's life."
"And you underestimated Lin Wuji. He was forced to go to Yanjing when he had nowhere else to go, but in the end, he did not choose to collude with you because Yangyang saved his life, and he grew up in Dazhao."
"But the reason we were able to take Yanjing so easily is thanks to Li Duan." Zong Que looked coldly at Zong Lin: "The little girl you never paid any attention to, the little girl you sent to Yanjing for a political marriage after losing her mother, she led the people of Dazhao who were enslaved in Yanjing to dig the road to open the gates of Yanjing."
“Father,” Zong Que said, “Actually, you’re not wrong. It’s impossible for me to succeed by myself alone, or rather, it’s too difficult to succeed. This path is not easy. But you see, every link in the chain, every person who worked hard for this goal together, still managed to achieve the right time, place, and people.”
"Man may not be able to conquer nature, but nothing is unbreakable."
"Including your ruthless imperial power."
Hearing this, Zong Lin was overwhelmed with emotion. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, his hands gripping the bed tightly, his eyes glaring fiercely at Zong Que. "A-Que... Father, it was all for you, your royal uncle, he... he has a son, you..."
"No," Zong Que replied, "I lied to you because my uncle has no son."
“You…” Zong Lin trembled all over, staring at Zong Que in disbelief.
“Even if there were, so what?” Zong Que said frankly: “Those who can shake the nation’s stability are not those who are legitimate and rightful, but those who are unfit to be wise rulers.”
"You are afraid because you feel guilty."