Zhen Guo Princess GL

Suddenly it snowed again.Snowflakes fall leisurely from the clouds, and when they land on the water, they are also leisurely and unhurried, as if they are one with the water.

The weather was cold, and curtains were placed on both sides of the corridor. The triple light gauze blocked the cold wind, but did not block the view. Wan'er walked slowly from this end of the corridor, looking to both sides from time to time. The Luoshui on the left was as clear as a mirror. , the snow falls silently, the flowers and trees on the right side are scattered high and low, and never wither through winter - both sides have been covered with a thin layer of white, showing a white, clear and quiet, not like the human world, but like the silence in Buddhism world.

Wu Zhao was in the center of the world, wearing a yellow fur hat and black and white sable fur, sitting lazily on a chair, when she saw Wan'er coming, she moved her hand to make room for her. Just as Wan'er was about to turn around to pick up something, she raised her hand and said wearily, "I'm tired."

Wan'er paused for a while, then still took out the memorial and handed it to her: "Just two."

Wu Zhao smiled, and retracted his hands into the sable fur: "You can just read it."

Wan'er remained silent, sat down next to her, and said softly: "It's nothing serious, but the grandson's ceremonial guard and the family members have agreed. In addition, the family member Cui Shizou asked to set up three towns and nine thousand soldiers in Longxi. , to stand firm."

She tilted her head, looked into the distance, and remained silent for a long time. Wan'er thought she was concentrating on contemplation, but after waiting for a while, she heard a soft snoring, only to realize that she had already fallen asleep, covering the stove with her hands, It was no longer cold, so Fang went to touch her forehead, and she woke up suddenly after touching her forehead, turned to look at Wan'er, and smiled embarrassedly: "I fell asleep again?"

Wan'er smiled and said: "You have just been ill for a while, so you are not in good spirits. You will be fine after you are raised." She put her shoulders on her shoulders, squeezed them, and said: "Although there are heaters and curtains, after all, there is a Outside, it’s no warmer than inside the house, if you want to sleep, go back to sleep.”

She said: "I'm not sleepy at the moment." But she got up obediently, leaning on a cane in one hand, and leaning on Wan'er with the other. Looking from the side: "It's so beautiful." Looking at Wan'er, he said again: "Are you still opening the poetry club Yongxue this year?"

Wan'er said: "I didn't go, I don't know if they have gone."

Wu Zhao stopped and glanced at Wan'er: "You've been working hard for a while."

Wan'er turned her face away, and said with a soft smile: "Living in this fairyland-like place every day, enjoying the flowers and snow, what's the hard work?" Then she said: "Pei Lansheng of the Princess's Mansion is on behalf of Shangshu, saying that the princess's wind and cold are severe again. Afraid of doing it to His Majesty, I dare not enter the palace, so I have to make a brief visit to ask about daily life, and beg for forgiveness. I asked someone to go to see it, and the spirit is fine, and the diet is fine, but I am afraid of the cold, and some winds can’t see it. The Royal Physician is here Stay in the mansion, see you sooner or later. The old pills are still used, mainly for recuperation. The princess has another dictation, saying that she is not in good health and cannot serve her majesty. Why don't you ask the prince and grandson to share your worries."

Wu Zhao frowned and opened again, half-smiling and half-sighing: "This little thing." Raising his eyebrows to look at Wan'er, he said, "Where's the injury? It's been half a month, should the injury be healed?"

Wan'er hesitated for a moment, then Fang said, "I'm still taking medicine."

Wu Zhao pursed her lips, helped Wan'er and walked back. When she arrived in the hall, she took off her fur coat and changed into an ocher-yellow robe. After sitting on the throne for a while, she called softly, "A Wan." There was a look of anticipation on her face: "Awan thinks, am I a...good mother?"

Wan'er put her hands on hers: "What do you think, Ah Zhao?"

Wu Zhao sighed and said, "No." With both feet stretched out, she lowered her head to look at her own toes, Wan'er smiled unconsciously, squatted down, and pulled her hands into her palms: "But you are a good man. The emperor." Tilting his head, he said again: "You have treated your own children, and you have done everything an emperor can do."

Wu Zhao didn't speak, just lowered his head, and after a long time, Fang said: "Taiping and Wei Huan...just like you, and me." Seeing that Wan'er was not surprised, she frowned slightly: "You know?"

Wan'er lowered her eyes: "I vaguely feel it."

Wu Zhao let go of her hand, got up slowly, paced around the hall, and said after a while, "I think about it carefully, Taiping's refusal to remarry may be because of Wei Huan—this idiot would rather give up his future for her! "

Wan'er smiled: "Azhao thinks that it is a good thing for a woman to marry someone and entrust her life's honor and disgrace to others. For the princess, running military studies, running the Fengtian Bureau, building a library... these things are not acceptable. It's called 'Qiancheng', and only getting married can be called Qiancheng?"

Wu Zhao didn't answer, just narrowed her eyes slightly, and turned to look at Wan'er.

Wan'er slowly got up from the ground, walked to Wu Zhao's side, and held her hand: "It is determined by fate, who should belong to it, and who should belong to it anyway. Even if there is no crown princess, the princess is still a princess. Just like Ah You, go back 60 years, even if you can't enter the palace, are you willing to sit at home and let others slaughter you?"

Wu Zhao shook his head, and chuckled lightly: "Whatever doesn't make sense, when it comes to you, it makes sense."

Wan'er shook her head: "Azhao is wrong. It's not that something that doesn't make sense becomes reasonable to me, but that it makes sense. It's just that the world doesn't want us to understand this truth. Otherwise, Ah Zhao would think about it. If you were a man, I would teach you to give up your fame and focus on being a man who is not a second-class man, would you be willing? Why do you ask us to do things that men don’t want to do, and call it "for us" good'?"

Wu Zhao laughed loudly: "Yes, they said that being an emperor is difficult, and being an emperor is not good. Yao gave up on Shun, and Shun gave in to Xu You. This is a virtue—but everyone is vying to be emperor, and Shun let Yao's son go. , but in the end they took their own son as the heir. They said that a woman cannot be an emperor, but I did it anyway. After I did it, I found that being an emperor is not only good, it is really good-but I don’t tell them, I also You have to say, being an emperor is not easy, being an emperor is not good..." As he spoke, he gradually suppressed his smile and sighed: "It is naturally good to be an emperor, but it is embarrassing for children and grandchildren to compete to be emperor. "

Wan'er smiled and said, "Azhao only has one son, so I don't have such troubles."

Wu Zhao smiled lightly: "Yes, I only have one son, so I don't have such troubles." Putting her hands behind her back, she thought quietly for a while, and then said, "Do you still have the care that the former Qiu Qi gave?"

Wan'er said: "As you wish, keep it."

Wu Zhao nodded: "Let's send it out. To make a plan, Xiang Wangdan will return to his family and be renamed King Wan'an, and his real name will be Fengjie. Since he asked to lead the southern trade route of Fengtian Bureau, he followed Fuyang King thousands of miles away. , went to Guangzhou to serve with Dugu Shao. The second son of the prince, Shouren, was named the king of Yidu, and Yishi sealed up thousands of households, and he will be a vassal today." After taking a breath, he said: "I want to be lucky in Ruzhou in January, so I send the prince as a Go ahead."

Wan'er looked at her and said, "Where's the princess?"

Wu Zhao narrowed his eyes: "Princess Changle, Zuo Taisun, stays behind for the gods."

The author has something to say: Well... the first day of the update plan before 11 o'clock... a few minutes short.