Did the eldest daughter ascend the throne today?

Chapter 472: Substitution

"There's another trump card?" Ning Zhiwei raised his eyebrows, not surprised at all.

All the tricks left by old man Duan are in Duan Xinlian's hands, and she is in charge of them.

It has to be said that Duan Xinlian is the smartest among the descendants of the Duan family, but unfortunately, she is a girl.

"If Old Man Duan had chosen Duan Xinlian as his successor, there wouldn't have been so many problems."

Rong Jing shook his head slightly, "That's impossible. In the eyes of old man Duan, male descendants are the ones who inherit the family line. Women are only fit to be stepping stones for the family, unless the male descendants are all dead."

If given a choice between an outstanding woman and a mentally retarded man, the latter will be chosen as the heir. This is the general environment.

In aristocratic families like Old Man Duan, sons are most favored over daughters, and the education of sons and daughters is completely different.

"Duan Xinlian is smarter than the other members of the Duan family, but she is still far behind us."

Ning Zhiwei couldn't help laughing, "So, her mistake was that she was born in the wrong era."

Rong Jing didn't sympathize with the woman at all. "Yes, you should also blame Old Man Duan for being a bad person. He turned his granddaughter into a big devil just to pave the way for the family."

Ning Zhiwei wanted to see what other tricks Duan Xinlian had up her sleeve. "She only has two days left."

Rong Jing was confident, "The Dali Temple has already laid out a dragnet, no matter who comes, it will be useless."

He arranged them all himself, layer upon layer of defense that no one could break.

Ning Zhiwei has already handed the matter over to Rong Jing and Yu Qing, so there is nothing to worry about.

She picked up a memorial and flipped through it, then suddenly asked, "No letters from the Northeast yet?"

Rong Jing paused and glanced at her. The memorials were all here. What she wanted was Ning Qi's personal letter, right? "No."

Ning Zhiwei was silent for a while, "Let's get to work, try to finish the review as soon as possible, and rest early."

Late at night, the three floors inside and outside the Dali Temple were filled with people squatting in the dark.

This is the last night, and tomorrow is the day Duan Xinlian will die.

So, if there were any trump cards, they were all used tonight.

Yu Qing was certain that something big would happen tonight, so he came early to wait.

But, time passed little by little, and after midnight, it was still quiet.

"Could it be that I guessed wrong? This shouldn't be the case."

The subordinate whispered, "Maybe they are really at their wit's end. All the Duan family members are dead, Duan Xinlian has been arrested, and those people may have escaped."

"When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. What's the point of continuing to follow her? Are you trying to get your head chopped off?"

Yu Qing thought about it and realized that this was the truth. Any normal person would not want to be buried with her.

"You still have to keep a close eye on it. As long as it's past 3:45 tomorrow afternoon, everything will be over."

"Yes."

The first ray of morning light appeared in the east, the sky became brighter and brighter, and everyone was yawning due to sleepiness.

The darkness before dawn is the most endurable. Yu Qing forced himself to stay awake and waited. After an unknown amount of time, daybreak came.

The long night just passed like this? Everyone was a little bit unbelievable.

The subordinate said, "Sir, please take a rest first."

Yu Qing rubbed his brows and said, "Ask the kitchen to get something to eat."

The kitchen soon became busy, and after half a day three large basins were brought in. One basin was full of steaming millet porridge, and two basins were filled with fragrant big buns.

"Master Yu, the kitchen has cooked some porridge with buns. This bowl has vegetable buns, and the other bowl has meat buns."

Yu Qing picked up a bun and took a bite. The gravy flowed out and it smelled so good.

He liked the meat buns and ate three of them in a row. "The kitchen is really good. The filling is really amazing."

Everyone's mouth was full of oil and they were very satisfied.

After eating the buns, I soaked them in rice soup and they were perfect.

"What is Duan Xinlian doing?"

The subordinate reported, "She slept all night, maybe she is not feeling well or energetic."

Yu Qing frowned, feeling something was wrong. "Keep watching, don't let anyone get close."

"Yes."

Suddenly, Yu Qing's stomach ached, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. "It hurts."

The subordinates around him were shocked, "Are you poisoned? Quick, take the antidote pills."

They all carried various medicines with them in case of emergency.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expression changed. Did they fall for it?

The subordinate took out an antidote pill and handed it to Yu Qing, who swallowed it casually. However, his face was still pale and he suddenly rushed out.

Well, he was going to the toilet.

Not only him, many people were running to the toilet. The toilets were full of people. Those who couldn't help it could only find a place to shit.

When the imperial physician arrived, he almost fainted from the stench. Why was it so smelly?

He took Yu Qing's pulse and confirmed that he had a stomach upset.

How could they have a stomach upset? They only had steamed buns and porridge in the morning.

The remaining ingredients were sent over, and the doctor examined them and said, "The meat is bad."

Everyone suddenly realized that it was no wonder that those who ate the meat buns got stomach upset, but those who ate the vegetarian buns were fine.

Yu Qing frowned, "Go get the medicine."

I wrote the prescription, picked the herbs, and boiled the medicine. After all the work, it was already dawn.

After taking the medicine, everyone still felt very weak and their legs were weak.

Yu Qing frowned and looked around the crowd. Not many people looked normal because everyone loved to eat meat.

His eyes fell on a subordinate, which was normal. "Xiao Zhao."

The person who was named stepped forward and said, "I'm here."

He is a vegetarian, so he didn't eat the meat buns and escaped the disaster.

Yu Qing gave the order, "It's almost noon. You will lead the team to take the prisoner to the execution ground."

"Yes."

Xiao Zhao led a group of his men to escort Duan Xinlian to the execution ground. Duan Xinlian was weak all over, drowsy, and looked like she was dying. She was carried away on a stretcher.

Yu Qing looked at their receding figures, his eyes flickering slightly.

Duan Xinlian was put on the carriage. Halfway through the journey, Xiao Zhao jumped on the carriage. Looking at Duan Xinlian who had recovered as usual, he knelt down on both knees and saluted, respectfully greeting her.

"My Lord, are you okay?"

Who would have thought that she had her people in the Jinyiwei? It has to be said that she overreached.

Duan Xinlian drank a large bowl of vegetable porridge and looked much better. "I'm fine. Are you ready?"

Xiao Zhao nodded vigorously. "Okay, the person who will die for you is a stand-in. Her body shape is almost exactly the same as yours, and her face doesn't look any different. No one will notice anything wrong."

It was originally collected based on Duan Xinlian's appearance and raised for several years. Normally, it doesn't have to do anything. It only needs to imitate Duan Xinlian's behavior. How can it look like her?

"Well done." Duan Xinlian nodded with satisfaction.

The execution ground was still surrounded by onlookers, and this time the person presiding over the execution was Xiao Zhao, General Zhao.

He is an old member of the Embroidered Uniform Guard. Over the years, he has risen to the rank of general flag, a seventh-rank official. He is an honest man, so he is deeply trusted by Yu Qing.

Duan Xinlian hid in a carriage not far away, while the substitute was sent to the execution platform. No one knew that someone had been replaced.

Zhao Zongqi raised his voice and shouted, "Execute."

At this moment, a voice sounded, "Wait, verify your true identity first."

Mr. Zhao's face turned pale.