Zhen Guo Princess GL

She lived in Qiyun Palace for three months, and then moved back to Yisui Palace.Wan'er was a little disappointed, but she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.Recently, affairs have become more and more complicated. Although the nine ministers are no more than ministers, eight of them have left the capital, but the news about them in the court has never stopped.

And King Liang was restless in the capital. Lai Junchen continued to weave charges and involved group after group of noble ministers. Wu Yizong came to join in the fun again-this person had repeatedly lost his sanctity because of his stupidity a few years ago. He was removed from the position of the prison general, and now he is at home, engaged in the business of making informants, sending domestic slaves out everywhere to inquire about the minister's secrets, fabricating criminal evidence, and causing as many unjust cases as Lai Junchen—this The place where the two were tortured was located next to the Lijing Gate, and nine out of ten ministers who were imprisoned were not allowed to return home, so this gate was nicknamed "Lijing Gate".

Wan'er knew that she deliberately let the situation go to this point.Zhou Wangdan was getting old, and she had to let him out of the cabinet and get married. After several years of unjust imprisonment, the relatives and ministers of the Li family were relieved, and their power in the court gradually increased. Cheng Si did not succeed in repairing the book, but Wu Yizong was deprived of military power, Wu Youji was unable to do his job, Wu Yanji and other young children were expelled after they entered the military school... She has the generosity to recruit talents, but this generosity is Based on her own security, the two can only be chosen for a while, and the generosity can disappear in an instant. From the beginning to the end, what she values ​​most is herself after all.

It was also because of this that she had clearly abolished the rule that all duties were on duty at night, but in the end she stayed in Qiyun Palace again.

Wan'er didn't know whether she should be happy or sad.Let's say she doesn't value herself, but she has already made such a gesture, but she contradicts what she says and lingers, her words and deeds gradually become gentle, and she is no longer as condescending as before, let's say she values ​​herself... Wan'er thought of Xu Chang Shengliu could not help but twitch the corners of his mouth as he talked behind his back, and let out a wry smile, before the smile faded, he heard his mother's melodious voice: "What are you laughing at?"

Wan'er was startled, and stepped into the room, and saw her mother standing in the study, looking up at the copybook on the desk with her head up and squinting. That night Wan'er cried for a long time in her arms, and even shared the bed with her for the first time. The next day, both of them slept until the afternoon. This letter was given to Wan'er.

Wan'er approached her mother with some guilty conscience, put her hands on the table, covered the copybook calmly, and smiled apologetically, "Mother wants to see me, so she sent someone to tell her that it's so cold, why do you come here in person?"

The mother withdrew her gaze, sat in the chair, and said indifferently: "You are an important person at the moment. You are indispensable in the court and outside the court. How dare I send people to disturb you at will? Anyway, I am an old woman who has nothing to do all day long. I take a walk after dinner. , come and see you."

Wan'er felt a little uneasy, she called "A Niang", but was stopped by her mother with a wave: "I don't blame you for serving her, this is not your fault, and you don't have to rush to defend yourself - you have reached this age , Right and wrong, you have your own sense of proportion.”

Wan'er felt a little ashamed for no reason, lowered her head, and said softly: "Yes." There were countless things to say in her heart, but every word she said would only lead to more doubts. He was doing his best for that person, the person who usurped the Li family's orthodox country and forced Wan'er's father and grandfather to death, day and night.The strange thing is that when she thinks about the death of her grandfather and father, she is no longer as indignant as before—it's not that Wan'er no longer regrets this matter, the unjust death of her grandfather has always been a scar in her heart , like the imprint on her arm, she could not let go of it for the rest of her life, but the hatred for "her" was far less intense than before, especially after seeing the rivalry between the two factions in the DPRK and China recently.

political.

Wan'er unconsciously thought about this word, this word was coined by Princess Changle casually and was repeated by "she" afterwards.There is no right or wrong above this word, everything is nothing but profit and harm: interests between countries, factions and factions, ministers and ministers, and close relatives interests.

The death of grandfather and father is nothing more than this little benefit and harm.And the mother and she were able to avoid death and enter the court, and it was only because of this little benefit and harm.On the contrary, "she"'s important use of herself has nothing to do with these political interests, and it is purely out of "her" personal desire.

Wan'er glanced at "Quick Snow and Sunshine Post" with complicated emotions, and quickly lowered her eyelids, but her mother had already noticed her action, walked to the desk, held up the copybook and looked at it from a distance: "This is the imperial pen." After taking a closer look, he said again: "It's done in one go, without any stagnation."

Wan'er lowered her head silently, allowing her mother to read and reread the copybook. After a long while, she heard her mother sigh: "If you use sex to treat people, if you are fading, you will fall in love with them. .”

Wan'er pursed her lips: "I know."

The mother glanced at her: "She is over seventy years old, about the same age as me, and I have been unable to take care of you for a few years, and I'm afraid she is too."

Wan'er clenched her hands inexplicably: "I... know."

Mother sighed again, and slowly put down the copybook: "Princess Changle invites you, Cui Mingde, He Loushi, Lishi, and Liu Shangzhong to set up a poetry club, saying that the name is '24 Friends'?"

Wan'er lowered her head even lower: "We only got together twice, and I said that I want to have a number, but I haven't made up my mind yet. But the princess said that she would often gather for banquets, make appointments with friends, and help each other, and half-jokingly said ...If she dies, ask me to write an inscription for her."

Mother looked at her deeply: "You agreed?"

Wan'er tilted her face uncomfortably: "The princess is an aristocrat with deep fortune and a long life blessed by God. How could it be my turn to write an inscription for her? But my son... entrusted her to erect a stele and seal seal carving for her." , a brief account of the honor and disgrace of the Shangguan family, and the life of the son—it can be regarded as an explanation to the elder father and Aye. Cui Shanggong...also half-jokingly entrusted the princess with the affairs of the princess..." Even if the people in the palace exchanged There was disagreement, and when they talked about the aftermath, they were all sympathetic to each other. Even Wan'er felt a little heavy when she mentioned it, especially since her mother was old, and these things were even more taboo, so she kept silent.

My mother closed her eyes, and said for a long time: "I have lived a miserable life. Although I was born in the Zheng family, I was dragged down by your grandfather and father. I have no official position as a servant girl, and I have lived with it. It has been dozens of years now, and I finally got it." I don’t want to be burdened again because of you in these days of peace. You have always been filial, so you must not bear to let me die because of you?”

Wan'er grieved in her heart, raised her head suddenly, and called "A Niang", the mother slowly opened her eyes, turned her head to look at Wan'er, closed her eyes again, stroked Wan'er's hand and said: "Is it a matter of sex?" , although there is the risk of fading love, but there is also the benefit of being blinded by sex, no matter the person you are dealing with...is a man or a woman." Patted Wan'er's hand, and sighed again: "It's good to do it yourself."

The author has something to say: Wan'er: My mother said that the color makes the mind faint.

Zetian: Then your IQ must have been negative.

Wan'er: Why?

Zetian: Because I am so beautiful.

Wan'er: ...