Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 1137 The Powerful Empress Dowager (22)

Mr. Pianpian, court clothes, scarlet robes, beam crowns with copper hooks, and green brocade ribbons.

The number one scholar banquet should be when the spring breeze is in full swing, but the young man kept smiling restrainedly.

As if it had nothing to do with the noise around him, he stood alone in a stagnant water.

At that time, she watched from a distance with her original form - the deep palace was too lonely, and those women's intrigues were all aimed at the queen. As a queen mother, she was not a threat at all.

She also has no intention of establishing power, so she is naturally in a corner.

It's also good to muddle through.

"Why are you standing here?" She was wearing the plain clothes she had just arrived in the secular world, and she couldn't help being curious.

Liang Yuan didn't expect anyone, his eyes wavered slightly, "I'm bored, so I walked around."

"The No. [-] Scholar Banquet, the No. [-] Scholar is not present, so you are not afraid of being blamed by the Holy One?" At that time, she was very direct and never hid any problems.

"Your Majesty won't embarrass a courtier who finally arrived in front of the palace after a long journey, but the Empress Dowager, who escaped like this, with plain clothes and moon white, is she not afraid of being blamed by the Holy Majesty?" Zhuangyuan Lang asked, without any panic.

"Hey?"

"You don't have to panic, the Queen Mother. Everyone knows that the Queen Mother is beautiful. I saw you today, and it's true." The young man's eyes were deep, like a bottomless abyss, black and frightening.

Slick tongue.

Mu Anan returned to reality, she glanced at Xiao Liangyuan and nodded.

Fortunately, this child has not grown up yet and is still at the mercy of others.

And Liang Yuan was scrutinized for no reason, and his hand holding the chopsticks shook—how could this smile be the same as the nurse's smile when he learned to eat by himself?
Compassionate with joy.

"Dad, I'm done eating. I'm going to read a book first." Liangyuan jumped up and ran back to the study.

"This... this child... An An..." Liang Yuanwai was slightly embarrassed.

"It's okay, it's time to read a book, even if you read for leisure, you can increase your knowledge." Mu An'an put away his innocent look, "Besides, I may go out on weekdays, and I don't go through the main door when I come back. I hope...don't bother me."

"It's okay, respect...cough cough, An'an, please do yourself."

Liang Yuanwai wiped his sweat. Although the person in front of him was just a little baby, the pressure he felt was clearly that of a high and mighty king.

"Thank you."

She changed into coarse linen clothes and walked to the outskirts to look for someone.

It's still early at this moment, so she can find some little dolls to gather together, and she also has the energy to cultivate.

There is an abandoned ruined temple in the outskirts. Inside, a scholar puts his hands behind his back and recites in his mouth: "Look for a boat, and drift into the river. Night rain and cold lights, and the wind will wipe away your worries!"

"Tsk tsk tsk." She couldn't hold back.

"Who is it?" The scholar was startled, and put the bamboo slips in front of his chest, in a defensive posture.

Seeing that the disturbing person was clean, Mu Anan went out, shaking his head, "You are so elegant and handsome, you often write poems and fus, and write a few articles to hurt the spring and autumn when you have nothing to do. You are a scholar with a book fragrance in your bones. To be honest, I I can hit ten."

"How do women and children speak wild words..." The scholar heaved a sigh of relief, and continued reciting words that he didn't know the meaning of.

"I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, I just live in this mountain." Mu An'an said something, and jumped onto the roof at once, "Brother, don't hesitate, go to Beijing to catch the exam, and you will definitely find an official position!"

The scholar looked at the sky suspiciously, there was no cloud in the sky, and the sun was just right.

Everything just now is like a bubble phantom, maybe it never appeared.

He glanced at the old Buddha statue, knelt down and kowtowed three times.

Mu An'an is far away—this is the future Minister of Rites.

Let's strike up a conversation first, maybe we can win over in the future.

"Little Huang, are you hungry? Didn't you just eat? Don't keep nibbling on my sleeve!"

　One more.

　　Back off, I'm going to play X.

　　Demons and ghosts.

　　Alas, it feels good to know so many words.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)