When Zhao Qinglan just heard Zhang Biwu's words, he felt angry and anxious, but when Zhang Biwu said a few more words, the stimulation he brought to Zhao Qinglan was not as great as before.

The worst result has come out, and the enemy's most hurtful knife was handed over. Whatever follows is nothing more than doing some performances on this basis, and there is no substantial change.

However, even so, Zhao Qinglan felt that the eyes were dark, with heavy heads and light feet, and extremely uncomfortable.

But she knew that she would not fall down at this time.

Once he fell down, Zhang Biwu had even more reason and excuse to seize power from himself.

"Mr. Zhang."

Zhao Qinglan took a deep breath, calmed down his mood and tone, and tried his best not to let his voice tremble due to his weakness. Then he forced himself to breathe and said in a deep voice: "I have said everything I should say in the court before. I don't want to explain it again. If you want to seize power, it is not enough to rely on Lord Zhang's ability alone!"

"I am not trying to seize power!"

Zhang Biwu raised his volume and voice, straightened his back, and shouted to Zhao Qinglan with his neck in his arms: "I have been in the Qin Dynasty for more than 300 years. I have never had a harem regent. Even if the situation is special today, the harem regent is a fact. Why is this dynasty so strict prohibiting the harem from interfering in politics? There are so many painful lessons in ancient times, with relatives rampant, demon concubines abusive power, and countless facts prove that women are in power, and national politics will be in chaos!"

"Although the emperor cannot afford to get sick, and the prince is not in the capital, the Qin Dynasty has the country and the country, and thousands of patriotic scholars are there, so the country will never collapse."

After saying that, Zhang Biwu raised his hands and shouted anxiously: "Today, the old ministers are the country, the foundation of their ancestors, the people, the ancestors, and the heroes who sacrificed their lives for the Qin Dynasty and shed their blood for all generations. He begged the Empress to put the overall situation first, retreat to the harem, and share the power to rule the country behind the curtain!"

After hearing these words, Zhao Qinglan felt that he could no longer suppress his anger suddenly arose.

She stared at Zhang Biwu with a phoenix-eyed look on her face, and said coldly: "Zhang Biwu, you have your own posture high enough!"

"Don't you feel disgusted by saying these words!?"

Before Zhang Biwu could reply, Zhao Qinglan looked at the officials behind him again, and finally his eyes fell on the sect's mansion.

"Zong Ling, you mean that's the same thing!?"

Li Canglan lowered his head, as if he didn't dare to look at Zhao Qinglan, but just whispered: "Queen, please don't make the scene too ugly."

"Who is going to make the scene ugly!"

Zhao Qinglan shouted loudly, and the anger, humiliation and deep disappointment were intertwined, making her tone even colder than the snow between the world.

"By seniority, I want to call you the Emperor's Uncle. The other two, it is not an exaggeration to call you the Emperor's Uncle. As the elders of the Li family with the highest generation, you are watching the power of the Li family fall by being manipulated by the ministers?"

"The ancestors and clans have spirits in heaven. Do you dare to do this too?"
Chapter completed!