Empress: Your Majesty, please respect yourself, I don't want to be promoted

Gu Simiao put down the official document in her hand, raised her head and looked at the person.

Facing the other party's gentle gaze, her expression did not change at all, and her aura was as cold as ever.

"It's you, senior brother."

While her red lips parted slightly, she gestured to the left and right.

"Come here, serve some tea."

Since she was visiting from the same family, she naturally had to show some courtesy.

"promise."

After the attendant left, Gu Simiao said calmly to the senior brother: "Senior brother, please sit down."

Regarding Gu Simiao's indifferent attitude, a flash of surprise flashed across Bo Yuan's handsome face, as if he didn't expect that his junior sister, whom he hadn't seen for many years, had no emotional fluctuations when he saw him.

But he didn't say anything, just smiled and nodded, walked to a chair not far away and sat down.

Gu Simiao calmly put away the official documents on the desk and put them aside, then turned her head, and after just a brief exchange of greetings, she said straight to the point: "I wonder why Senior Brother came here this time?"

A businesslike attitude.

Bo Yuan took a deep look at Gu Simiao and said softly: "It's nothing serious. It's just that Master has missed you recently. It coincides with the sect's grand celebration. Both the sect master and master want to invite you to attend. Juniors, let’s have a good time together, brothers and sisters of Tianjianfeng.”

"Let's keep in touch and keep in touch to avoid falling out in the future."

There is no dynasty in this world that lasts for ten thousand years, but there are sects that last for ten thousand years.

The Xuantian Sect that Gu Simiao joined back then was a large sect that had been passed down for thousands of years and was one of the top ten sects in the mainland.

As the Xuantian Sect's best disciple for hundreds of years, she was a great figure in the world. She entered the Guiyi Realm in her early twenties and had the opportunity to embark on the supreme immortal path. Naturally, she was the face of the sect. .

This invitation was a natural one, and on the surface it seemed nothing suspicious.

But Gu Simiao shook her head and refused without hesitation: "I'm sorry, senior brother, I've been busy with official duties recently and really don't have time to go back to the sect to attend the ceremony. Please apologize to my master and sect leader for me."

Hearing this, Bo Yuan still smiled, with no trace of worry on his face.

"Junior sister, this is not good."

His voice was very soft and full of magnetism, giving people an inexplicable feeling of spring breeze.

"Ever since you left the sect and left the sect, you have never returned to the sect. Master and sect leader have been talking about you for a long time. The junior brothers and sisters of Tianjian Peak also miss you very much and want to reminisce with you. If you don't participate, they will be very sad. ”

"Junior sister, although you have a cold temperament, I know you are not a heartless person."

However, before he finished speaking, Gu Simiao waved her hand towards him, signaling him to stop talking.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother, I have made my decision, please don't say anything more."

When she said this, her face was full of determination and she did not explain anything.

Seeing this, Bo Yuan finally frowned slightly.

He opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, and finally sighed softly, looking helpless.

"Junior sister, are you so obsessed with worldly power and status?"

As he spoke, his face showed sadness and regret.

"For the sake of power and position, have you even abandoned the grace of teaching and the friendship of fellow disciples?"

Gu Simiao's expression remained unchanged.

"If Senior Brother thinks so, then you should think of me as such a person."

After a pause, she stretched out her hand and picked up the official documents beside her to continue processing. She said to Bo Yuan: "As for how to tell the master and the sect leader, it's up to you, senior brother. I will never live in other people's opinions. ”

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Bo Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Gu Simiao was not interested in making mushrooms with him and said bluntly: "Is there anything else, senior brother? If nothing happens, please leave. I have to go to work."

Bo Yuan's expression changed after such an unceremonious expulsion order.

After a moment, he suddenly smiled bitterly.

"Junior sister, let me tell you the truth."

Gu Simiao's little hand on the official document paused for a moment.

Bo Yuan took a deep breath, and then said in a deep voice: "Master and the sect leader asked junior sister to return to the sect. The Ten Thousand Years Ceremony is one thing, but more importantly, actually."

Gu Simiao's face darkened, and before he could finish speaking, she said coldly: "For those people in the south, right?"

There was a hint of coldness in his tone.

Hearing this, Bo Yuan had a true look on his face.

"It seems that Junior Sister has expected this."

He sat up and said seriously: "Yes, neither Master nor Sect Leader wants you to serve the imperial court anymore, or in other words, they don't want you to be loyal to the current emperor."

Gu Simiao didn't speak, she just looked at Bo Yuan quietly and motioned for him to continue talking.

Being looked at by her like this, Bo Yuan felt an inexplicable pressure.

He let out a heavy breath, and then continued: "The sect leader said that the current emperor's position is unfair, and he is suspected of being a holy king who is messing up the government. He does not respect the holy way, despises cultivators, values ​​villains and distances himself from virtuous ministers, and relies on acrobatics. Those who disrupt the righteous path often resort to perverse actions in an attempt to overthrow the grandeur of the monastery, forcing countless people with lofty ideals to go south and start revolts."

"Now the King of Chu has raised an army and spread the message in all directions. People with lofty ideals from all over the country have responded and gathered in large numbers. We, the monks, are deeply favored by the country. How can we just sit back and watch?"

Gu Simiao glanced at him.

“There’s no need to talk nonsense about righteousness.”

Her tone became more and more rude.

"In other words, has the sect decided to interfere with the secular imperial power?"

Bo Yuan was choked, but he didn't say anything in reply.

Gu Simiao was right. What he just said was indeed just nonsense, just an excuse to fool the people behind it. Whoever believed it would be stupid.

They both come from aristocratic families, and they both know the essence of the so-called "Qing Jun Side" slogan.

In the final analysis, it is still about interests.

But he didn't admit it either.

No matter what, slogans cannot be overturned casually.

After a while, he slowly opened his mouth and said meaningfully: "Junior sister, you should know what is most important to a monk who is dedicated to the holy way. But today's court has deviated from the way of governing the world."

"There is nothing we can do about it, the Sect Leader and Master. It is our duty to protect the Tao and the Paradise."

This is true.

In the final analysis, this is ultimately a matter of fundamental interests of the class group of cultivators.

If the imperial court is just an ordinary internal reshuffle, with those in power vying for the highest power, then no matter how fiercely they fight, the sect will never end. It doesn't matter even if the dynasty changes, but Jiang Chengwan unswervingly promotes that damn favored minister. The so-called New Deal proposed.

However, in the New Deal, whether it was the entrance examination or the reform of the imperial examination, it seriously damaged the interests of most practitioners. The idea of ​​promoting a thousand paths simultaneously also threatened the foundation of the holy way.

Gu Simiao, who cultivated both Shengwu and Shengwu, naturally knew this very well.

Precisely because she knew this, she roughly guessed Bo Yuan's intention the moment she saw him.

So, there's nothing to be polite about.

The ways are different and they do not conspire against each other.

"Are you done?"

Gu Simiao once again focused on the official documents in front of her.

"If that's the end of the story, please let me go, senior brother. I still have a lot of things to deal with here urgently, so I won't leave senior brother here."

Although she didn't express her position clearly, her attitude said everything.

She won't waver.

Even if she is expelled from the school, even if she is scolded by her classmates who once admired her, even if she gives up everything she once had, she will not give up.

Just like Lu Chen would rather be alone and loyal to the empress.

The only difference is that Lu Chen gave up everything to be loyal to the empress, while she was just doing it for someone.

The family motto of the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion is to be loyal to the country, not to the emperor.

Seeing her like this, Bo Yuan immediately understood that he was afraid that he would fail this time.

"Junior sister, you will regret it."

After leaving these words, he stood up and left.

"Regret? Ha."

Looking at his leaving back, Gu Simiao smiled nonchalantly, but the next second, her expression became a little solemn.

"Aristocratic families, wealthy families, foreign races, all parties are ready to make a move. Now even the sects are getting involved. It's getting more and more difficult, but"

"Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, I will level them all for you."

She raised her hand inexplicably and touched the ordinary-looking hairpin on her head, which was completely incompatible with her current power and status, with a look of determination in her eyes.

"Huaiyu, as long as you are here, I can do anything." (End of Chapter)