Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback
Chapter 510: This Life’s Embarrassment, Who Doesn’t Know!

Chapter 510: Chapter 510: This Life’s Embarrassment, Who Doesn’t Know!

The four old generals hurried over upon hearing the news, witnessing Emperor Qingwu’s hypocrisy. What Si Yun had done was enough to warrant his death a hundred times over!

"You are unfit to be an emperor!" Wang Chen, Li Qiang, and Zhao Feng said in unison, looking at Emperor Qingwu.

Emperor Qingwu seemed surrounded by flames, unable to escape. Why did everyone seem like burning fire, wanting to swallow him up and put him to death!

Zhang Zhao, with tears in his eyes, walked up to Old General Zhan Xinzhang’s coffin and tapped his cane loudly. "Zhan Xinzhang, why did you leave us first!"

Wang Chen’s frail hand caressed the coffin, tears streaming down his face. "We four old guys are still here with all our flaws, yet you left first!

Li Qiang choked with emotion, unable to speak, his cloudy eyes gazing at the sky, holding back the burning tears about to overflow.

Zhao Feng lay on Zhan Xinzhang’s coffin, speaking as if they were whispering secrets like before. "You old rascal, rest assured, your most cherished granddaughter, your family, we four old guys will surely protect them for you!

Zhan Lan looked at the four masters, their hair white, each body marked with wear, yet their integrity and pride remained untouched.

Emperor Qingwu glanced at the four, knowing these old coots were here merely to incite emotions.

Zhang Zhao’s pupils trembled. "We watched, alongside Old General Zhan, as Nanjin went from prosperity to its current ruin under an incompetent emperor’s rule!

Zhang Zhao pointed a finger at Emperor Qingwu, who shivered in fear. These four old men feared neither heaven nor earth, their resolve harder than Zhong Xuanliang’s bones!

Zhang Zhao pointed to the heavens. "Western Rong is ambitious, slaughtering the people of Nanjin. The ten-mile city was just the beginning. The emperor’s decisions were one mistake leading to another, step by step conceding, step by step being manipulated! If not for Zhan Lan, Mu Yan, Zhan Beicang, and the brave soldiers turning the tide, would we be able to sleep peacefully?

The commoners were moved by Zhang Zhao’s words, even Wang Man knew now what his nephew had done. He looked at Si Yun and shook his head, feeling a tinge of disappointment.

Si Yun seemed to have gone mad, thinking he was clever by striking such a deal with Western Rong.

This only pushed him further away from the common people, truly a useless puppet!

Wang Chen’s eyes darkened. There were things he did not wish to reveal, but now he could no longer hold back. He declared loudly, "I have also learned something else. The emperor was involved with the concubines of the late emperor. How can such a lewd and unprincipled ruler be worthy of the people’s respect?

The commoners were in an uproar.

Upon hearing this, Si Yun’s face turned red. Hadn’t Mu Yan helped him cover up his affair with Consort Li? How had Wang Chen learned of such a scandal!

Wang Chen looked at Emperor Qingwu disdainfully. "Consort Li was even pregnant. The Empress Dowager had her confined to the Cold Palace before she died. To hide this bastard, mere days later, both the child and Consort Li ended up dead!

Si Yun was shocked, having never known of this affair. Consort Li had his royal heir, and that child... had died!

Mu Yan listened quietly to Wang Chen recount Si Yun’s absurd deeds; unknown to all, it was he who released the news through Tingyu Tower before leaving Ding’an City for Western Rong.

If Si Yun willingly remained a puppet, he would treat him well, but Si Yun wanted to kill him and Zhan Lan—how could Mu Yan let himself be slaughtered?

"No, what you say is not true!" Si Yun was enraged. He’d longed for a child, but since ascending the throne, no concubine had bore a child.

Now he learned Consort Li had once carried his child, his only offspring, cruelly killed by his own mother, the Empress Dowager!

Wang Chen coldly eyed Emperor Qingwu. "Such scandals, who among the Imperial Army, palace maids, or eunuchs aren’t aware of them!

Good news keeps quiet, bad news travels a thousand miles, especially the sordid secrets of the palace against natural order.

Wang Chen looked at the Imperial Army. "Was it not you who personally buried Consort Li? You are the ones who know the truth!

Commander of the Imperial Army Yang Wu nodded gently. "Indeed, Consort Li was executed by the Empress Dowager. I heard outside the door that the child’s father was indeed the emperor."

"Yang Wu!" Emperor Qingwu glared fiercely.

Yang Wu stood his ground, just speaking the truth.

Wang Chen pointed at Si Yun’s nose, cursing. "I thought you merely devoid of morals in your debauchery, but you show no concern for innocent lives at all! You caused the death of tens of thousands of innocents in Shili City! Si Yun! You are unworthy of being human!

Si Yun broke out in a cold sweat, becoming the target of everyone’s rage. Everyone dared to call his name and curse him grandly, yelling, "Whom I favor is my personal matter! I abandoned two cities to protect more people of Nanjin, is that wrong? The Zhan Family Army defied orders in their campaign, how many of them died or were injured, are they not butchers too!

Zhan Lan spoke, "Who desires war! If not for your ceding cities and allowing Western Rong to massacre, the Zhan Family Army wouldn’t have had to risk their lives to protect the nation. Before my grandfather died, he recited a poem: ’Countless cities in the land, none without arms and soldiers! If only we could cast swords into farming tools, and let each barren field be tilled by cattle. Cattle fully tilled, silkworms spun. Warriors no longer shed tears, men harvest grain, women weave to sing anew!’

Zhan Lan’s voice was powerful, the people silently weeping at the sight of Old General Zhan’s coffin.

Zhan Lan raised his voice emotionally. "His words longed for an end to war, for soldiers to lay down arms and return to fields, and for people to enjoy peaceful lives of farming and weaving. If ceding cities solved problems, how would soldiers need to protect the nation with their very souls? Si Yun, how dare you claim to protect more of Nanjin’s people! You are the progenitor, the culprit, the spirits of Shili City’s deceased will haunt your dreams every night, cursing you from the underworld, never letting you rest!

Upon finishing, Zhan Lan’s words caused Si Yun to feel a sinister chill run from his pants legs up to his waist, and then to his head.

His legs weakened and he collapsed to his knees.

Si Yun was guilty inside, believing in tales of ghosts and gods, and fierce winds seemed to attack from all directions, his face pale as he swung his hands, as if warding off something, shouting loudly, "Don’t come for me, I didn’t expect them to massacre! I will issue a decree of self-reprimand!

Suddenly he looked frantically at Zhan Lan and Mu Yan. "Yes, I will issue a decree of self-reprimand!

Wang Man listened disappointedly to Si Yun’s trembling voice, watching him kneel before Zhan Lan and Mu Yan, devoid of any imperial dignity.

Wang Man’s dark gaze fell upon Zhan Lan and Mu Yan, for no matter how talentless his nephew was, he was still the emperor of Nanjin.

He must be protected!