Zhen Guo Princess GL

Although the matter of Fengtian Bureau has been hindered, it has finally been established. If you don't forget this setback, it will not help the matter, and it will make Ah Huan look down on it for no reason. Therefore, I was depressed all night, and the next day I cheered up again and went to work with him. A Huan and Cui Mingde discuss how to act together to benefit the most.

We are all in agreement on this matter, and we think that the best candidate is Liu Houde - first, he is capable and sophisticated, and this matter is under his jurisdiction; second, although he is also from the Liu family, he is from a foreign official background , not as fast as Cui Xiu and others.The only thing Ah Huan dislikes about Liu Houde is that he once left me when I was under confinement, but Cui Mingde said that employing people is only for profit, and this person has left once, and then defected to me, but I still treat him favorably If he deviates again, his reputation will be rotten to the end.A Huan also knew this truth, so he didn't force it, but he finally muttered: "Even so, you have to be on guard against them. If you have done it once, you may not be able to do it again."

The selection of candidates is certain, but the ownership of the Fengtian Bureau is a difficult problem. Xia officials and local officials have great weight, but they involve a lot. It can be controlled at once, Chunguan is a cold yamen, easy to control, but his duties are too light.

I weighed it over and over again, and decided to choose Chunguan, because although Chunguan is light, he is in charge of righteousness, and now what my mother lacks is righteousness, and if Liu Houde enters Chunguan, he can get a little bit of it It's not difficult for a doctor to stay for a year or two, or to be a servant, or to be appointed as a former doctor.

The discussion was settled, so I asked Cui Mingde to dictate it, and I wrote a letter accordingly. Anyway, I was still in the palace, so I went straight ahead to find my mother, and handed it over respectfully.

Mother seemed a little surprised, took the letter, but didn't read it, just glanced at me: "That's it?"

This time it was my turn to say in surprise: "My mother ordered me to write a letter, so I followed my mother's order." Suddenly I was a little nervous, and asked her cautiously: "Is the writing not good? ——If it is not good Alright, please go back and make corrections under the instructions of the sage.”

The mother shook her head with a smile, and handed the letter to Wan'er casually: "Yes."

I couldn't figure out her mind at all, and seeing that she didn't look angry, I didn't hurry to leave, I just put my head next to her, and said half-jokingly: "Mother, don't take a look, if there is something inappropriate written in it What if?"

My mother squinted at me: "Did you feel that you wrote something inappropriate?"

I apologized with a smile: "No."

Mother chuckled: "That's right." Stretching out her hand, she saw that I was not moving, so she hummed. I hurried up to hold her hand, and followed her around the corridor. It was already cold for a while, but Only then did the thin snow fall, layer by layer, thin and white. Looking at the snow, my mother sighed suddenly: "It's another year of winter."

I didn't know what she was thinking, so I couldn't speak out for a moment, but I heard Xu Changsheng laughing from the side: "It's the first snow this winter, should I ask them to gather a few jars, or make tea, or make medicinal mud, it's all good."

The mother smiled and said: "Very good." Standing watching her shouting and ordering the little palace people to collect the snow, she remembered something, but turned her head to look at Wan'er: "The clogs that I asked them to make have been delivered to you?"

Wan'er lowered her head slightly: "I got it yesterday."

Mother laughed: "You can wear it when it snows."

Xu Changsheng was coming back from outside, so he said with a smile: "Shangguan Chengzhi looks best in clogs, they are fluttering, like gods - but Cui Shanggong also looks good in them."

Mother smiled without saying a word, and stood watching for a while, and listened to Wan'er's persuasion: "It's cold, your majesty should go back." Fang tilted his head and looked at me: "When you were young, you often said amazing things. Once it snowed, you said something "Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest" made me and you, Aye, very happy, but now that I'm older, the skill in this Fu is getting worse, and I never see you write a few words every time I have a banquet."

I said embarrassingly: "Cifu is not the director of Er. Instead of being brave and ugly in front of everyone, it's better to sit quietly and appreciate their good sentences and witty words."

My mother said: "You always have to learn. Although you can't get amazing sentences, you must always write something appropriate to the situation."

I made a promise, but I already regretted keeping it, and I was rejected for no reason—the last time I said this sentence, my mother immediately ordered Wan'er to compose a poem, and the result was completed in six steps. This matter is still ongoing intermittently. It is said that although my mother did not mention it, the meaning behind her words is self-evident. Thinking about how she dismissed me as an envoy of the Fengtian Bureau yesterday, I feel really depressed—holding my mother's hand and saying coyly : "It's because I'm mediocre in talent and learning. In the future, I will definitely seek advice from Shangguan masters and other people in order to improve myself."

My mother glanced at me with a smile and didn't make a sound. After entering the hall, she sat leisurely on the seat, waited for someone to make tea, and took a sip: "Is this made by Xue?"

Wan'er said: "The new snow is only harvested, and it has not been filtered, so I don't dare to offer it to Your Majesty. Besides, Your Majesty asked for purple bamboo shoots, so I still used Gushan Green Spring Water."

The mother nodded slightly, put the teacup on the table, and Wan'er led the people back out without a sound. I saw that she seemed to have something to say—thinking of the previous two incidents, most of them were lectures—and then she was beaten. They moved closer to their mother, lowered their heads and hands, and stood respectfully.

My mother was taking the teapot and pouring water by herself. Seeing me like this, the hand clinging to the teapot stopped in mid-air: "Why do you look aggrieved? Are you so unwilling to drink a cup of tea with your mother?"

I said: "If you only want to drink tea with Auntie, then of course you can't ask for it, but I don't think Auntie wants to drink tea, but she seems to be scolding me..." I secretly raised my eyes and saw my mother fell down slowly. Cha: "You do have self-knowledge, you know that I'm going to scold you—why, I can't scold you?"

I really felt a little wronged at this meeting, I didn't dare to let my mother see it, so I could only lower my head even lower, and knelt down as well: "Don't dare, my concubine listens to the hadith respectfully."

My mother smiled lightly, got up from her seat, walked slowly to me, and pinched my face lightly: "I said I didn't dare, but my face was puffed up because of grievances, huh? Dare you raise your head to me?" Look, see if the eyes are red?"

I was so aggrieved that I bit my lip, lowered my head, and avoided my mother's hand: "Return to my mother, it's not red." Suddenly, she squatted down to see me and smiled: "Ask again, is it right?" The red ones?—Dare to lie to me, and I will punish you for copying a hundred Buddhist scriptures.”

I was forced to do nothing by her, so I could only raise my head, tears welling in my eyes, kneeled in front of her, half wronged and half complaining: "Mother."

My mother laughed more and put her hands on my shoulders: "Okay, okay, get up, I won't scold you."

I got up suspiciously, and supported her to sit back with both hands. She pointed to her side, and when I lowered my head and knelt carefully, she called me again: "Taiping."

I turned my head to look at her, but she just looked at me with no anger in her eyes: "You are a good boy."

Just one sentence made me want to cry again, and I suppressed my tears and said: "I am stupid and have no literary talent. I am nearly thirty and still have nothing to do. If I hadn't been lucky, I would vote for A Niang's daughter..." Speaking of this, I feel even more Disappointed, tears streaming down her face, she just shut her mouth and didn't speak.

My mother came over with a smile, and put her hand on the back of my neck: "You are not stupid, but you are too young and too impatient. It's nothing, you Aye was the same way back then. Then it gradually recovered. Even your Aye So are the brothers."

I trembled slightly, I don't know why my mother suddenly mentioned my brothers, she didn't seem to notice my emotions, she looked into the distance, and when she turned back, she was more gentle: "I thought it would be a few days before you came to see me... You are a good boy."

I seemed to gradually realize what she meant, so I stopped my tears and said tentatively, "Mother."

She just smiled: "Dugu Yuankang is old, and Dugu Shao has been away for a long time. After the time limit for the replacement of frontier generals, call her back tomorrow. It just so happens that Yang Ziheng was promoted to the position of Minister of the Heavenly Official, and the position of military academy sacrificial wine. Shao takes office."

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