She married a dying prince and she won three babies.

Chapter 545 There is a conspiracy

He had long hoped that the king would die soon.

He had always wanted to monopolize the power of the entire Estria, but the old king just wouldn't die. He was able to handle government affairs even though he was tormented by headaches every day, which kept his power in shackles.

If he died and the young prince came to the throne, he would be easily controlled by him and his power would be much greater than it is now.

But now that the doctors of Great Wei have arrived, the king is expected to recover, and the days of his sovereignty are even further off.

He is already forty years old and doesn't know how long he can live. It would be a pity if he could not realize his wish in his lifetime.

He is God's most loyal servant. He is a hundred times more sincere than the king, and he should have supreme power.

He wanted to drive away all the people from Wei, especially Princess Rong, so that she would not be able to continue treating the king.

He called a few trusted people to discuss how to deal with it.

"Your Excellency the Bishop, the people have arrived." Outside the door, the trusted monk reported in a low voice.

The bishop straightened his robes and regained his composure: "Let them in."

Three men in black robes entered the room silently.

Leading the group was Marcus, the Inquisitor of the Metropolitan Inquisition, a man with cold grey eyes and a hooked nose.

Next was the chief physician Heinrich, one of the king's personal physicians.

Finally, there is Albrecht, the deputy commander of the palace guards, an ambitious young man.

"You have already seen the situation," Bishop Moss lowered his voice, "that Eastern witch used evil means to confuse the king.

If she continues to receive treatment, the King will likely recover completely, and our influence in political affairs will be greatly weakened."

Inquisitor Marcus smiled grimly. "According to canon law, any treatment involving needles piercing the human body is considered witchcraft. We can arrest her for heresy."

"No, that's too obvious." Chief Physician Heinrich shook his head. "The King has complete faith in her now. We need a more covert method, making her treatment appear like an accident."

The bishop's eyes lit up: "Go on."

"I can mix something special into the medicine she prepares."

Heinrich gave a sly smile.

"Let the king take the medicine and have his condition suddenly worsen. Then we can justifiably accuse her of attempting to murder the king, or claim she is simply incapable of healing him."

The bishop nodded with satisfaction. "That's a very good idea. Marcus, you will be responsible for preparing the 'evidence'."

Heinrich, when she comes to see the king again in three days, you must make sure you have access to her medicine.

Albrecht, when the time comes, you will take people to search the embassy, ​​and then return to the palace to cooperate and create an opportunity for Heinrich.

Remember, act quickly and don't give them time to react."

The four of them conspired until late at night, planning every step in detail.

The bishop raised his glass in the end, his eyes gleaming with a sinister and excited light: "For the glory of God and the Church."

"For the glory of God and the Church." The three men murmured in agreement and drank the sinful wine.

The next day, Emperor Qiming got up early in the morning and after morning exercises with the old prince, he prepared to take everyone shopping to appreciate the customs and culture of Estria.

After getting ashore, I didn’t take a good look at the streets here, nor did I get a deep and intuitive understanding of the lives of ordinary people.

After Jack learned about this, he enthusiastically offered to be a guide.

Before leaving, Edward told him to take good care of the guests from Dawei, and he has always been very responsible.

The group did not take a carriage, but walked out so that they could experience it more carefully.

The late autumn sun shone coldly on the spire of St. Mary's Church.

This is the tallest building in the capital. They saw it when they first entered the capital yesterday.

As we walked through a relatively narrow alley, we could hear the sound of hammering from a blacksmith's shop in the distance.

A burly man, his cloak covering his mouth and nose, passed by them, cursing, "This damn market is always filled with the mixed smell of rotten fish and fresh horse manure."

He dodged two bloody-handed helpers carrying raw cowhide. The fat on the hides that had not been scraped clean rubbed against his shoulders, leaving sticky marks on his tweed coat.

These people just glanced at this group of Wei people dressed in gorgeous clothes and lost their curiosity.

"Fresh Cornish cod!" An old woman with missing front teeth suddenly poked the fish head in front of the man, and the scales shone blue in the sunlight.

The man was about to push away when screams suddenly broke out from the west end of the market.

The sheriff in his scarlet doublet spurred his horse past the vegetable stalls, and the crackling of the various greens under the iron hooves resembled the broken cervical vertebrae of a traitor being hanged.

On the second floor of the tavern, a prostitute dumped her chamber pot onto the road as the sheriff passed by.

The yellow liquid splashed onto the burlap cloth of the bread stall, and the stall owner immediately banged the counter with a wooden spoon: "Damn bitch!"

But his curses were quickly drowned out.

Three debt-slaves in iron collars were being driven through the crowd, their shackles leaving bloody marks on the ground.

When Emperor Qiming saw such streets, he frowned. What kind of life was this for the people?

"Princess Zhenguo, is this how the people of Estria live?" Yu Yuanzheng found it funny that Emperor Qiming looked so fed up.

It was he who wanted to take this narrow alley.

It is where the lowest class of people live.

All kinds of dirt and mess are concentrated in this area.

“Your Majesty, this country is still in a slave society.

Those are slaves, and their status is even lower than that of the slaves in our Great Wei.

Their lives were not guaranteed, and they could be killed by their slave owners at any time. They were no different from animals."

"The King of Saxony is so incompetent." Emperor Qiming let out a long sigh.

"Their king does not have the final say and is greatly influenced by religion. The Pope can sometimes appoint or dismiss a country's monarch. Their minds are controlled by religious ideas," Yu Yuanzheng explained.

Emperor Qiming didn't want to see all this filth, so after walking out of the alley, he asked Jack to take him to a more prosperous place.

This time they saw some more presentable streets.

There is a wide variety of valuable goods on display.

Emperor Qiming specially went into a store that specialized in selling various glass products.

Everyone showed great interest.

The transparent or translucent glass products are eye-opening.

Of course, in Yu Yuanzheng's eyes, it was very rough, but for others it was very pleasing to the eye.

"Mother, this thing is very easy to break. It costs so much money to buy it, but it breaks after not long. That's such a pity." Shangguan Changyu said.

Once in the eldest prince's study, he saw a cup that Jack had brought with him. He accidentally dropped it on the ground. The sound of it breaking is still fresh in his memory.

"Well, it's even easier to break than our ceramics, but we actually have mastered the technology to make it, and the cost is even lower than ceramics. If it breaks, we can just buy a new one. So this is why Mother is so determined to get this technology."

"Oh, I know."

Emperor Qiming took a fancy to a set of cups and was very interested in it. He planned to buy it and take it back.

When I asked the price, I was surprised.