Empress' Marshal's Concubine

"Wan'er, I heard that you taught my concubine how to learn calligraphy today, let me have a look." Wu Zetian led the people to Hidden Yuxuan in a good mood.

As soon as they entered the main hall of Hidden Yuxuan, they saw Shangguan Wan'er standing behind Ye Qingruo on the left, and Ye Qingruo was writing something very intently.

"Concubine Ning is very attentive and learns quickly. I am copying Liu Gongquan's handwriting. This kind of font is very difficult to practice, but Concubine Ning has only practiced for more than a month, and she has a good look." Shangguan Wan'er hastily withdrew After a few steps, face Wu Zetian and gently welcome.

This Concubine Ning has no similarities with the cousin in memory except for her appearance.

Temperament and temperament are very different.

Except for meeting him on the first day and saying strange and very unpleasant things to him, talking to him was more than polite and very unfamiliar.

He rarely puts on airs and looks very kind, but he is a sensitive and indifferent person.

"Really? Since my Concubine Ning still has this talent?" Wu Zetian had a gentle smile on her face. She sat on the kang and picked up the teacup on the table, but her face turned cold as soon as she picked it up. Put the teacup back.

"Wang Xi." The smile that originally appeared on Wu Zetian's face disappeared completely, replaced by cold anger.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter?" If Ye Qing heard that Wu Zetian's tone was wrong, he put down the brush in his hand, then left the table, walked to the low kang, did not salute, and did not wait for Wu Zetian to let him sit, so he did it naturally Opposite Wu Zetian, leaning on the soft cushion, half sitting and half lying down, very uncomfortable.

Wu Zetian didn't blame Ye Qingruo for her rudeness, on the contrary, it was like Ye Qingruo should be like this.

He just glanced at Ye Qingruo, then turned his gaze back to Wang Xi who was kneeling on the ground.

"Long live, this old slave is here..." Wang Xi was so frightened that his face turned pale because of Wu Zetian's sudden temper outburst.

Wu Zetian's temper has always been unpredictable, but what is it for today?

There were no ministers to anger His Majesty this morning, and there was no Ni Lin of His Majesty in the memorial...

Your Majesty just talked to Concubine Ning, and she was still in a very good mood. Why did it take so much effort to sit down, just...

The mood of the Ninth Five-Year Lord is the same as the sky in July, and it changes as soon as it is said.

"Why is the tea in Concubine Ning's room cold?" Wu Zetian lightly tapped the table with her fingers.

Wu Zetian's simple words made Shangguan Wan'er's face darken. Once upon a time, His Majesty cared so much whether the concubine's tea was cold or hot, but now this tea was only half an hour ago. .

Wang Xi knelt on the ground, cursing inwardly, these bastards who don't remember to beat, they know that His Majesty cares about Concubine Ning, but they are not diligent in their hands and feet, always looking after Concubine Ning.

"Your Majesty, Qing Ruo made it cold on purpose! Qing Ruo is not used to drinking hot tea. It's not their fault!" Ye Qingruo smiled and picked up the tea bowl that Wu Zetian had just put down on the table, and drank it by herself.

"Why is my beloved concubine practicing calligraphy so hard, is she thirsty?" Wu Zetian smiled softly and looked at Ye Qingruo, who was sitting opposite her, smiling like a child, with some pity.

If Ye Qing looked at her so hard and felt distressed, in fact, she didn't have to work so hard, but she was extraordinarily hard-working and desperate, and even used her rest time to learn characters, practice calligraphy, and read books.

"Oh, the lunch dishes are a bit salty." Ye Qingruo looked down at the tea bowl in his hand with embarrassment.

"Drag out the cook for today's lunch. There is never a shortage of cooks in this palace. Even a cook who can't cook lunch well is useless to keep." Wu Zetian looked at the soft rectangular beige on the table. colored pastries.

Wu Zetian knew that this pastry was Ye Qingruo's favorite, and it was called cake.

Made with eggs, flour, sugar, and milk.

Once I saw her carrying strange things into the house with a disheveled face, and I wondered what new things she had made.

She said that it is the food of her hometown, and it is not difficult to make, but it is a little troublesome, and the most important thing is to master the heat.

Every time I see her cooking and preparing meals, I feel at home.

Seeing her busy in and out, like ordinary people, she surprisingly gave me warmth and belonging.

Although the food she cooks is not as delicious as the chef's, it has a reassuring aftertaste.

"Your Majesty, you didn't come over for lunch, and you didn't send someone to tell you in advance. The imperial cook cooks according to your Majesty's usual taste, so it will inevitably be salty. If you are greedy, you don't know it. I can't help but eat a few more bites. Usually when you are here, you always ask Qing Ruo to eat some of every dish. When you are not here, Qing Ruo only eats what you like. Isn't this salty? If you make a mistake, it’s not someone else’s fault, it’s yours! If you’re going to be punished, you must be the first!” Ye Qingruo put down the teacup in her hand, hid one hand behind her back, and secretly knelt in front of her. Wang Xi, who was terrified on the ground, waved his hand, picked up the chopsticks with the other hand, picked up a small piece of cut cake, and fed it to Wu Zetian's mouth. Wu Zetian stared fixedly at the girl in a white dress opposite.

Gee!

It's simply lawless that I spoil myself now.

Since you dare to disobey yourself, in front of yourself, that's it...

But seeing her self-righteousness, thinking that she didn't realize that she was clever, and the sly smile hidden in her eyes, I felt an inexplicable urge to spoil her more.

Look at her bright smile...

He should have gotten used to the life here, and at first he knew he was afraid of himself, but now he has no fear at all, and he can do whatever he wants in front of him.

But it is precisely because of this that I want to spoil her more and spoil her.

It was like taking her to Tangquan Palace, and when she was allowed to soak in the hot springs with him in the Jinlong Pond that only the emperor could use, she said that she wanted to spoil her, and then spoil her so that no one but herself could be used to it. He couldn't even accept her who was spoiled by him.

She supported her chin with her arms, and her whole body floated in the hot spring water. Because of the temperature of the hot spring, her cheeks were a little pink.

Looking at her pouty pink lips delicately, looking at herself leaning against the pool and tasting wine, she seemed dissatisfied and coquettish.

She became more and more defenseless against herself, and faced herself more and more naturally. In her heart, she was not the monarch of the Wushi Dynasty, not a high-ranking emperor, but just a person like her.

When he entered the palace at the age of 14, the subordinate slaves regarded themselves as talented people, but in fact, they were just Tang Taizong's fresh playthings for a while.

After years of hard work, a talented person who has been favored by thousands of people, in order to save her life, asked herself to be reduced to Tang Taizong's personal maid, and was bullied and ridiculed.

After the death of Tang Taizong, he was sent to Ganye Temple to become a monk. After several life and death in Ganye Temple, he was taken back to the palace by Tang Gaozong in six months of pregnancy.

At the beginning, he served around the queen, and tried all the difficulties of the queen and her mother, Mrs. Liu of Wei Guo. Finally, when his son Li Hong was about to be born, he was named a talented person by Tang Gaozong. After Li Hong was born, he was named a second-rank Zhao instrument.

The official competition for favor with Queen Wang and Concubine Xiao Shu began.

In order to protect himself in this harem, he personally strangled his daughter who had just reached the full moon...

Finally overthrew the Queen, Concubine Xiao Shu, and monopolized Tang Gaozong's favor alone. Since her sister, Mrs. Han, climbed onto the dragon bed behind her back and was pregnant, she killed Mrs. Han with poison.

Thinking that no one can finally share Tang Gaozong's favor with herself, He Lan Minyue, relying on her youth and beauty, seduced Tang Gaozong, wanted to avenge her mother, Mrs. Han Han, and wanted to murder herself all the time, thinking that she was her own. The niece, who had already killed her mother, wanted to keep her alive.

But she was so conceited that she thought that she could get rid of herself with her means, and she couldn't bear it anymore. After she was named Mrs. Wei, she gave her the poisoned wine she drank, and she died of poison .

Since then, I have known that no one in this palace can have kind thoughts towards anyone.

If you let go of others, others will not let you go.

After fighting for favor for many years, in the end, it was nothing more than wanting to live well in this harem.

Rather than relying on grace to live, it is better to be the emperor yourself.

I am no worse than a man no matter whether it is civil or military.

Because of He Lan Minyue's death, Tang Gaozong gradually alienated himself, and wanted to abolish the empress...

A man likes the new and dislikes the old, and is so indifferent. He bears children for him, manages state affairs for him, and manages the harem, but he wants to abolish the empress without telling himself.

Since he is not benevolent, why should he think about his love for many years.

Before he abolished the empress, I killed him, a man who was cruel and soft-hearted, who didn't distinguish between good and bad.Be emperor yourself.

No longer relying on favor to live, no longer calculating to compete for favor, no longer having to test for poison with silver needles several times even when eating, and sleeping every night afraid of being killed...

I've had enough of the days of restless food and restless sleep.

Once upon a time, I was naive and romantic, believing that there are good people in this world, and believing that everyone in this harem is just like the outside, like a family.

Once upon a time, I believed that Tang Gaozong was true love for me, and I even believed that Tang Gaozong and myself could grow old together.

Once upon a time, I believed that everyone in this world would betray and betray me, except my sister who was always by my side to take care of me.

But what about the facts?

The elder sister of her own siblings tried to kill herself several times in order to compete with her for favor.

She desperately protects the man she helped, and wants to abolish her position as queen, and accuses herself of intervening in politics in the harem, plotting to usurp the throne, and wooing ministers.

Since he is already like this, then if I don't do this, I am sorry for his hard work.

After he ascended the throne, he killed many relatives of the Li family, and suppressed all opposition voices against him with bloody and tough methods.

Implement new policies, promote new laws, reduce taxes, promote production, crack down on elites, develop imperial examinations, reuse children from poor families, and at the same time completely eliminate and appoint cruel officials for those who have the heart of rebellion.

After being on the throne for three years, I dare not say that I am a wise emperor, but the Wushi Dynasty now has a new atmosphere.

Even the people's opposition to him has gradually diminished. In fact, the people don't care who is the emperor at all. school...