A kitten dressed as an empress

"The most I'm going to do is go out of the palace for a stroll, you're really worried, how about letting the female guards follow you?" Wen Ruyan said tentatively.

Zhao Yao held the porcelain spoon containing the fish balls and turned her head to look at the person beside her, "Recently, the border has not been divided, and there is fear that some spies from the State of Chi may cause trouble in the capital, so I can rest assured that you stay in the palace. If you insist on leaving the palace, at worst, the two of you will leave the palace together, so that you can mobilize the hidden guards to protect each other."

Alas, going out of the palace is actually such a troublesome thing. Wen Ruyan couldn't continue to mention it after hearing it.

Whoever made Zhao Yao already mentioned that the capital city is not safe, and going out of the palace has to toss a lot of people first, Wen Ruyan felt that it was a little uncomfortable to be surrounded by a lot of people all day, so she wanted to go out of the palace to relax .

It's not bad if this trouble is not bad.

"Forget it." Wen Ruyan picked up a small bowl and ate the smooth and tender fish balls, thinking that when the soldiers of the Chi Kingdom leave the Southern Kingdom after the competition, then Zhao Yao should have no other excuses.

Seeing that Wen Ruyan was not angry, Zhao Yao was relieved just now. The two had a lot of disputes about going out of the palace earlier, so they naturally had concerns.

But she obeyed so calmly, which is really surprising.

The contest was held from mid-June to early July. The Nanguo female soldiers won by one point in [-] contests.

Zhao Yao held a banquet to celebrate the successful conclusion of the friendly competition between the two countries, and at the same time ordered the Nanguo Capital Restaurant to invite the common people to celebrate the victory of the female soldiers.

The capital restaurant never stopped overnight. The soldiers of the Chi State left the capital from the street in the middle of the night, and the people of the Southern Kingdom gathered on the street to see each other off.

Half a month later, the troops of the Chi State on the border between the two countries returned to their original positions. Zhao Yao closed the border documents and said, "The emperor of Chi State is not in the right mind this time, and he used competitions to exert pressure. Xie Min, you did a good job."

Xie Min stood aside and saluted, "This is a matter of my humble minister's duty, and I will live up to His Majesty's entrustment."

"How about the three hundred female soldiers participating in the competition this time?"

"A total of 170 people were sacrificed, 93 were seriously injured, and only 37 were slightly injured."

Zhao Yao said in a deep voice: "To erect a stele for the sacrificed female soldiers and write a biography and burial. If the seriously injured are not suitable for military training, they will be transferred to the middle school in the army. The slightly injured will be promoted to coaches in the female army, and they will be rewarded with a hundred gold."

"The minister leads the order."

This mighty competition quickly spread in the southern country, and the deeds of the female soldiers became a topic of chat among the common people.

That month, Zhao Yao asked Xie Min to recruit female soldiers from all over the southern country to form an army of female soldiers named Red Phoenix. The Phoenix was reborn from the ashes, and they would be reborn as a result.

Although the Chi country retreated for a while, it did not mean that it would stop there. Now that there is a short period of peace, it will surely come back in the future. Zhao Yao must seize the time to cultivate a stronger and more loyal army.

This red phoenix army must only be ordered by the emperor, in order to prevent that if someone wants to overthrow the government because of the chaos on the border of the southern country, then the southern country will be attacked by the enemy.

The Southern Kingdom can be destroyed in the hands of anyone, but it cannot be destroyed in the hands of Zhao Yao, who is the empress. The world treats women harshly, even if it is not the fault of the woman, it will hold the woman accountable.

Throughout the ages, the fatuous and innocent monarchs are the chief culprits who have brought disaster to the country and the people. But in the end, the monarch who played with the princes in Fenghuo was not remembered by the world, but the beautiful and charming Bao Si was given the name of beauty and disaster. The world always persecuted women with dirty water.

A woman with no power and power, even if she has never done anything, can only silently bear all the infamy.

But the real culprit is still famous, and he doesn't even forget to cast aside women's stupidity and incompetence.

Zhao Yao never understood why her aunt was so ruthless before, but now that she is sitting on this dragon chair, she finally understands which emperor who can sit securely is not ruthless.

Officials and ministers are like wolves, if you are not cruel, how can you tame the wolves.

The court is like a hunting ground. Once the emperor is weak, like a frail old man falling into the hunting ground, he can only fight a life-and-death struggle with wolves.

As the weather gets cooler day by day, due to the new land law in the southern country, during the autumn harvest, the rice warehouses in various prefectures and counties handed over the memorials, and it was a bumper harvest.

The national treasury, which was nearly empty at the beginning, is now just filling up. Zhao Yao remembered Wen Ruyan's earlier mention of opening a college with reduced fees, and mentioned it early in the court.

If the aristocratic family cannot be uprooted from the root, then even if the Song family disappears, another aristocratic family will arise in the future. The imperial examination must completely promote the children of the poor family into the imperial court.

"Your Majesty, I believe that all states and counties already have academies, and it would be a waste of treasury money to open other academies separately." Song Qingli spoke from the hall.

Gu Feng, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, followed closely and echoed: "My minister seconded the proposal. Nowadays, colleges in various states and counties are enough to attract talented people, and there is no need to open too many colleges."

Zhang Youmou stepped forward and said: "There are currently 32 colleges in all states and counties. A college in a state can only enroll 800 students. A state in Southern China has a population of about 13, and there are at least 200 school-age young people. Mr. Gu is the head of the household department. Shang Shu, don’t you think the other [-] people don’t need to enter the academy?”

"The college is naturally reserved for the sons of a scholarly family. If you can enter all three schools and nine streams, it will tarnish the reputation of scholars." Song Qing retorted dissatisfied.

Seeing that the officials were arguing endlessly, Zhao Yao put the matter aside for another day.

In the afternoon, Wen Ruyan filled the rice and handed it to Zhao Yao, saying indignantly, "Reading is just teaching the people how to read. These ministers are really too busy."

"They're old foxes with their tails between their legs, and they all know that in their hearts." Zhao Yao took the compacted small bowl of rice, and looked at her half-bowl of rice with raised brows, "Why do I eat more than you? "

Wen Ruyan held the fried egg between his chopsticks and replied confidently: "You are tall, so you should eat more."

Even if you can't feed Zhao Yao fat, then you can't make her thinner!

This is the last stubbornness of a fat man who grows flesh even after drinking water.

Zhao Yao reluctantly held the chopsticks and ate the rice in small bites. The person opposite did not forget to pick up a large piece of meat, for fear that she would forget to eat the meat.

"You just said that they are old foxes, I don't understand, let's listen to it." Wen Ruyan chewed the vegetables slowly in his mouth, trying to taste some meat.

"The reputation of a scholar, have you forgotten what Song Qing said in the hall?"

Wen Ruyan thought for a while and replied: "I thought Song Qing was just croaking like a frog without a brain."

Zhao Yao suppressed a smile and responded: "Frog, although he is noisy, but today the court ministers except Zhang Youmou have no one to refute Song Qing, do you know why?"

"Perhaps everyone is just too lazy to fight with Song Qing. After all, the Song family is at least the largest family in southern China, and court officials probably won't fight with him."

"But Su Hao, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, has always been at odds with the Song family, and they didn't say anything today. Isn't it strange?"

Wen Ruyan felt that Su Hao, Minister of the Ministry of Punishments, looked very sinister. Although he was somewhat similar to Li Yi, the Minister of Dali Temple, Li Yi had always only dealt with government affairs, and he was usually low-key and terrifying.

"I don't want to understand, you can say it bluntly."

Holding chopsticks, Zhao Yao divided the stewed soft pig's trotters into small pieces and replied: "In the past when the Southern Kingdom was founded, these aristocratic families were all scholars of the scholarly family. Looking down on the illiterate poor people, it is natural to regard reading as their prestige privilege, how could the poor people be allowed to destroy their privileges."

"This is too domineering." Wen Ruyan bit off a piece of vegetable, "But they monopolize the scientific research road like this, and the children from poor families in the southern country for hundreds of years can only accompany them. It's too aggrieved."

"Yes, but very few." Zhao Yao took a sip of tea, "Li Yi is one of the rare ones, but in the end he became one of the aristocratic family, no one can resist the temptation of power, especially for the Scholars who get ahead and study hard are the hardest to give up."

Wen Ruyan stared at the fat meat, reluctantly picked up the vegetables and responded: "This is really amazing. Most people can't get in, and those who get in are all from their own family. In the end, the aristocratic family won't lose money."

Looking at Wen Ruyan's eager eyes, Zhao Yao said, "You want to eat meat, why don't you pinch it?"

"No, I don't want to eat meat." Wen Ruyan stuffed rice into his mouth, thinking that if he ate any more, he would have to save his winter fat.

"Ok."

After Wen Ruyan put down the bowl and chopsticks, he ate a large plate of vegetables and rice, his face almost turned blue, but Zhao Yao didn't even finish half a bowl of rice.

"Could it be possible to lose weight by eating slowly?"

Wen Ruyan looked at it curiously.

"It's just a habit. As for losing weight, I don't know."

After the palace servants tore down the dishes, Wen Ruyan stood by the window for a walk holding the teacup and said, "Then the matter of opening a school, isn't it difficult?"

Zhao Yao stood in front of the desk and practiced calligraphy, holding the pen in one hand and paused slightly: "It's not difficult, it's just that you need to use some means."

"I thought that when the emperor gave an order, the ministers could obey the order. Why do I feel that the emperor and the ministers are fighting for IQ?"

"It was originally a struggle, and the ambitions of the ministers should not be underestimated, otherwise the emperor might be forced to abdicate."

Looking at the yellowing leaves outside, Wen Ruyan felt inexplicably emotional: "It's so difficult for children from poor families to study, so don't mention it for women to read and write. It's even more difficult than reaching the sky."

"There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as there is a heart, why are you lamenting?" Zhao Yao wrote a word of "mou" quite comfortably.

"It's hard to be a man, it's hard to be a woman, and it's even harder to be a female emperor. It's amazing to suddenly think of our only female emperor."

Zhao Yao looked at Wen Ruyan in confusion and asked, "Where is your country?"

Wen Ruyan turned her head stiffly, thinking how to explain this so that Zhao Yao could understand it?

alien?

How to explain the different things in Yuanbidu this time!

"Actually, we are a remote mountain village. There used to be a dynasty a long time ago, but now the dynasty has long been extinct, so I just heard about it."

A dynasty is but a page in the history book of socialism.

Zhao Yao suspiciously looked at the person who wasn't telling the truth, but she didn't directly expose her, but asked instead: "Then tell me about the only female emperor in your village."

Due to the burning gaze, Wen Ruyan cleared his throat and briefly talked about Wu Zetian's historical records.

"This person's mind and strategy are comparable to my aunt's." Zhao Yao praised from the heart after hearing this.

"I also think she is very powerful, but it's a pity that she didn't choose a woman to inherit the throne like your aunt, otherwise the history books of our village would have to be rewritten."

Zhao Yao sighed: "This Wu Zetian has such a strategy, if she is not a niece but of royal blood, maybe she can give it a try, but unfortunately she is just a niece, and if she has an heir under her knees, she will definitely be held hostage by the minister. Passing the position is easier said than done."

"That's right, the ministers never thought of allowing a woman to be in power. Even if she pushes another daughter to succeed, her other sons will immediately come out to rebel."

Unless Wu Zetian killed all the blood of the royal family like Aunt Zhao Yao did, but this move would immediately attract strong opposition from the ministers, and if it did not happen, the country would immediately be in turmoil.

Wen Ruyan didn't understand why the domineering Wu Zetian erected a monument without words at the beginning, but now it seems that she clearly understands that she alone cannot fight against the masculine social system.

During Wu Zetian's reign, the country was prosperous and the people were peaceful, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, but it still attracted countless criticisms from the government and the opposition. On the contrary, the wordless stele has a clear conscience for the world.

"You really don't remember the location of that village?" Zhao Yao approached and asked.

Wen Ruyan looked at Zhao Yao who was coming forward and replied hesitantly: "Yes."

I don't even know where the world is, let alone say the word China.

"Then tell me about your village."

Zhao Yao has read countless books since she was a child, and she has seen some pictures about overseas, but she has never seen such a strange village as she said.

At sunset, Wen Ruyan took a sip of hot tea and responded, "What are you thinking?"

"I was thinking that your village is too strange, maybe you made it up to tease me after reading that storybook."

Wen Ruyan almost choked on the tea and said helplessly, "I just mentioned the steam engine. This is recorded in the history books of our village."

Not to mention technologies such as mobile phones and computers, it is estimated that it will be even more unbelievable.

"Then don't you usually set up screens between co-educational schools?" Zhao Yao raised her hand and held a handkerchief to gently wipe the tea from the corner of her mouth.

"No, everyone has a small desk, and sometimes men and women share small notes quietly at the same desk."

At first, Wen Ruyan didn't notice Zhao Yao's strange eyes, but when the hand that pinched her cheek got stronger, she smelled a strong smell of vinegar.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Wen Ruyan leaned against the window, her bright eyes full of smiles came closer to sniff, "I didn't pass the note to anyone, I was busy with exams at that time. "

Just now Zhao Yao let go of her fingertips, and raised her hand to gently rub her white and tender cheeks in response: "I think it's better to have different schools for men and women, so as to save you from being taken advantage of by others without knowing it."

amount……

Am I stupid?

Wen Ruyan helplessly raised her hand to embrace Zhao Yao, tipped her toes slightly and lightly pecked her thin lips with a smile: "You're just jealous, who else loves to take advantage of you?"

"I am different from them." Zhao Yao raised her hand and gently embraced the person in front of her, "I will promise you a wedding banquet, so that everyone will know that you are mine, and no one can touch you except me."

"That's good. Tonight, you have to lie down obediently. Last time you teased me with gadgets, I won't let you go." Wen Ruyan blinked slightly and moved closer, lightly pecking at the cool skin. Thin lips, bright eyes full of cunning.

Zhao Yao, whose cheeks were slightly flushed, didn't respond, but felt that her gaze was burning a little.

At night, the red gauze curtain in the Chaotian Temple has been taken off, and the thin clothes are opened like petals, and a white lotus root arm blocks the affectionate eyes, but it cannot hide the moving whispers.

The small box in one corner is slightly open, and the jade in it is slightly shining.

When the red gauze tent gradually calmed down, Wen Ruyan poked his head out of his innocence and asked, "Why don't you say anything?"

Zhao Yao's cheeks were stained with light pink, her eyes were rarely shy and she said in a hoarse voice, "Haven't you played enough?"

Wen Ruyan replied in frustration: "No, you didn't even beg for mercy, it shows how weak I am last time."

The thin quilt fell down with the movement, Zhao Yao raised her hand and gently grabbed the thin quilt behind her and said: "There is still morning tomorrow, it is too late now."

"Then just call me Sister Yan, and I'll help you." Wen Ruyan leaned over to look at Zhao Yao, who was rarely showing weakness, with a smirk, her heart felt inexplicably hot.

"You..." Zhao Yao bit her lip slightly, and looked at the person who made the strange hand, "Don't go too far."

Wen Ruyan approached and lightly pecked her forehead, and looked proudly at Zhao Yao's forbearable charm and replied: "If you don't open your mouth, then you want to continue."

Zhao Yao put her arms around those who approached her and whispered in her ear: "I gave you a chance."

what?

Wen Ruyan, who suddenly lost her advantage, looked at the red gauze curtain above her head, and asked in surprise, "What do you want?"

"Since you want to continue, I will naturally accompany you to the end."

It was a long night, but the guards in the outer hall stayed up all night. The sound overflowing from time to time in the hall was really embarrassing.

When Wen Ruyan woke up, it was already bright outside the window. When she was about to wash and dress up, she counted the little strawberries around her neck and said indignantly, "Zhao Yao is a villain who keeps going back and forth!"

In the afternoon Zhao Yao returned to Chaotian Palace from the main hall, and the palace servants informed Miss Wen that she was in the Qionghua Pavilion, so they changed their way.

Qionghua had already been defeated in autumn, Zhao Yao looked at the person nestled in the pavilion, slowly approached and said, "Why don't you take a good rest in the main hall?"

Wen Ruyan looked at Zhao Yao sadly, raised his hand to pat Tanjin's hand away and said, "You know my sunflower water is only a few days away, yet you still take advantage of me, bad guy!"

Zhao Yao had no choice but to withdraw her hands, and sat down on one side, recalling what happened last night, her cheeks were still hot and she replied, "You messed around first, so I couldn't help it. How can you blame me alone?"

"Then is it my fault?" Wen Ruyan started to do it slowly, only feeling that the bones in his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and the bones creaked when he moved.

Not knowing how to respond for a moment, Zhao Yao picked up the pillow for her to lean on, looked lightly past the light blue in her eyes and said a little guilty: "Next time we won't play so late, so you won't have a good rest."

"Is there a next time?" Wen Ruyan snorted softly, raised her hand to pinch Zhao Yao's earlobe, "I won't fall twice in one pit."

Thinking of her being angry, Zhao Yao let her talk very gently.

When she didn't hear a response, Wen Ruyan felt bored, took a sip of tea with her hand in hand, and it was rare for sunlight to emerge from the clouds in the afternoon.

Autumn is no more unbearably hot than summer, and this is the time when it is warm. Wen Ruyan saw that the palace servants had prepared meals, and seeing Zhao Yao still standing aside, he asked, "Don't you want to eat?"

Zhao Yao raised her hand to hold Wen Ruyan's and said, "You are with me."

"But I haven't had breakfast for long, and I won't be able to eat this."

Wen Ruyan said it, seeing Zhao Yao was motionless, so he had to eat something with her.

This person is sometimes inexplicably stubborn. When Wen Ruyan remembered that she didn't hear her call his sister last night, he felt a blood loss.

Wen Ruyan handed the black chicken soup in front of Zhao Yao and said, "You must eat this chicken leg for me."

Zhao Yao took the small bowl and replied, "Okay."

Wen Ruyan, who didn't want to eat it at first, could only choose to eat chicken breast. It should not have much fat for psychological comfort.

"How was the discussion about setting up the school this morning?" Wen Ruyan asked after taking a sip of the soup.

"Ministers still feel that there is no need to open a school. I'm afraid it will be difficult to decide on this matter for a while."

Because of Zhao Yao's physique, Wen Ruyan asked the palace servants to put down the bamboo curtains to keep out the wind, leaving only one side to shine in the sun, and holding wooden chopsticks to pick up shiitake mushrooms in chicken soup to respond to Zhao Yao: "It's rare to see the ministers so unanimously vetoing the proposal. No one is secretly manipulating it."

Zhao Yao ate the shiitake mushrooms that Wen Ruyan picked up and said, "This matter probably has something to do with Song Lang."

Although the Song family is currently dancing happily with Song Qing, Song Lang actually controls the power. The officials' annual inspection and review are all audited by the Ministry of Officials, so they naturally stand in line with Song Lang.

Wen Ruyan saw that Zhao Yao would bite half a mouthful of mushrooms, so she chose to try the slow eating method and ate chicken in small bites.

"But Zhang Youmou is the minister of the Ministry of Rites. She is the one who decides about the scientific examination. The ministers won't target her behind the scenes, right?" Wen Ruyan thought of the assassination in ancient novels and the like.

"No." Zhao Yao deployed countless secret guards in the capital, if anyone dared to use a knife under their noses, it would be a dead end.

What's more, there are many other methods in the officialdom, with Song Lang and his party acting cautiously, they will definitely not be so reckless.

Wen Ruyan spent ten minutes chewing a mouthful of chicken, and when he swallowed it, he almost forgot what chicken tasted like.

"Since they refuse, what should we do?"

"I issued an edict that each state must set up four more colleges. Each college must recruit at least [-] students. Each state takes a collective test at the end of autumn every year. The top [-] students from each college can participate in the test of Capital Tai College, and enter the Tai Tai College. For students of colleges, the colleges and states they belong to can also be rewarded accordingly, and the states with lower rankings need to add two colleges, which will increase year by year."

Wen Ruyan asked confusedly, "What is Tai Academy?"

"It was originally a college for cultivating royal children, but now that there are not many people in the Zhao royal family, it has been abandoned."

"This is to increase the number of colleges, but if poor people without money still can't afford to study?"

Zhao Yao took a sip of hot soup and responded: "This is the best way at present. After all, the aristocratic family's control over the states and counties should not be underestimated. If the court insists on setting up schools with reduced fees, the money may go into the hands of local state officials. In order to be promoted, the local state officials must please the family, and in the end they flow back into the hands of the family."

Wen Ruyan bit a piece of chicken in a daze and said, "How did they agree to this edict so quickly?"

"Because only the children of the royal family can study in the Tai Academy, and now the royal family has no children to exclude them. When the Fourth Lord entered the palace for many years, I passed on a pregnancy once, but there has been no news since then. The reopening of the Tai Academy has given the aristocratic family a hope. The Empress may want to adopt a child."

"You are really good or bad." Wen Ruyan looked at Zhao Yao and remembered her crimes last night.

Zhao Yao's face turned red when she saw it, and she glanced past the red mark on the side of her neck before she understood what she meant.

As soon as the autumn wind passed, everything was withered, and in the blink of an eye, there was a vast expanse of white snow again. Charcoal basins had already been prepared in Chaotian Hall to keep warm.

When Zhao Yao woke up early in the morning, she just felt that she couldn't breathe, raised her hand and gently pulled off the quilt, only to see the little milk cat in front of her.

People who are greedy for warmth in winter simply don't take medicine, and just turn into a fluffy ball.

The pink front paws still hugged the little tail tightly, the dim light shone through the window, and the long candle in the hall was still not extinguished.

Gently supporting the soft body of the little milk cat with the palm of her hand, Zhao Yao wrapped her arms around a small ball, and kneaded the small ears hidden in the fluffy fur with her fingertips.

She hadn't trimmed her hair for quite some time, it was originally a small ball, but because the hair was too fluffy, she looked much rounder.

Zhao Yao pinched the little meaty paw lightly with her fingertips and called out, "Little lazy cat, it's time to wake up."

The closed eyes still didn't move, the two front paws were slightly spread out, only the little tail swayed slowly.

"If you don't wake up, I'll have someone take down your favorite meat biscuits."

These words still had an effect, the little milk cat stretched its front paws and slowly turned over its soft body, buried its chubby face in Zhao Yao's neck and rubbed it in response: "Meow."

Zhao Yao fiddled with her messy hair with her fingertips, and lightly rubbed her unresponsive little head with her palm.

The little lazy cat who is particularly sleepy in winter has to be called by Zhao Yao for a long time before waking up slowly.

When the little milk cat raised its bulky head to look around, Zhao Yao slowly turned sideways and said, "You are awake."

The little milk cat nestled in Zhao Yao's palm on its back, with its four feet facing the sky, exposing its pink and tender claws, its amber eyes were particularly bright, and its pink nose sniffed Zhao Yao's palm and called: "Meow?"

What about the meat biscuits?

Zhao Yao opened her palm and let the little milk cat look for it, and said with raised lips, "Don't look, you are still on the bed, how could there be meat pancakes?"

The little milk cat, who had been looking for it all the time, finally woke up from the daze, poked his head to look, then turned around, stepped on the soft quilt with his small paws, and walked outside the bed without looking back.

"Are you angry?" Zhao Yao wrapped her arms around the little meat ball, and pinched the fleshy cheek with her fingertips.

"Meow!" The little milk cat hugged Zhao Yao's hand with two fleshy claws and cried.

Indecent.

Wen Ruyan looked at Zhao Yao tiredly, and finally gave up resistance.

The little milk cat collapsed in Zhao Yao's palm, only its front paws were still swaying stubbornly and slowly. Zhao Yao's eyes were full of smiles and said: "Little stupid cat."

"Meow!" Although the little milk cat didn't have much strength, it yelped several times.

You are stupid!

Listening to this soft call, the outside palace people seemed to be a little interested as to why the Empress was so happy so early in the morning.

When the two had breakfast, Wen Ruyan bit the meat pancake angrily, Zhao Yao smiled and stopped talking, so as not to annoy the angry little milk cat.

The morning court was delayed by half an hour compared to the summer day. The officials entered the hall under the heavy snow. Gu Feng shook off the snowflakes from his official robes. Seeing Zhang Youmou, he said, "Brother-in-law, I'm going to get married tomorrow, why don't you come and have a drink?"

It is better to have one more friend than one more enemy in the court. Gu Feng's ancestors were businessmen, and he only switched to officialdom in these two generations.

Looking at Zhang Youmou's poor look at the beginning, he really didn't expect that now he is so prosperous, Gu Feng can only wait for his face to please.

After all, the Taiyuan Academy was reopened, and Zhang Youmou was the Minister of Rites. If he can help, the Gu family will surely flourish in the future.

Zhang Youmou looked at Gu Feng with a slight frown, thinking that he was going to get married tomorrow, why didn't he hear Gu Lan mention it?

"Congratulations to Mr. Gu on his wedding. Please forgive me for not being able to participate because Zhang is busy with business."

This official statement, Gu Feng is a fine person, how can he not understand the meaning, but now he should slap his face down or he has to slap his face down.

"Brother-in-law, I was also confused for a while back then. We are now relatives. We might as well look at the past with openness. After all, there is no such thing as an overnight feud in our family."

"Master Gu, Mr. Zhang is on business and has no time to go to the banquet. Please forgive me." Zhang Youmou didn't want to entangle with Gu Feng any more, and returned to his original position after speaking.

Zhang Youmou was really harder than the stinky stones in the latrine, Gu Feng cursed secretly in his heart.

Zhang Youmou mentioned this to Gu Lan at night, and Gu Lan sneered, "What kind of relationship is he?"

"I heard it's the niece of the Song family." Zhang Youmou didn't understand Gu Lan's emotions, so he explained in a very serious way.

Gu Lan was still angry at first, but seeing the idiot's stern reaction, she couldn't help laughing and said: "Idiot, I saw the post sent by Gu Feng a few days ago, how can I not know which girl he is with?" marriage?"

Zhang Youmou reacted belatedly, and scratched his face in embarrassment: "Then why did Lan Er ask?"

"I'm angry that Gu Feng has no conscience. He immediately divorced and married his wife as soon as he got his wish. This is a stupid thing that ordinary people do."

"Then your parents..."

"They only have money in their hearts. The girl Gu Feng married was an official for three generations. This kind of person followed him, but now she is an abandoned wife. It is really harmful."

Seeing that Gu Lan was tense, Zhang Youmou quickly poured tea to comfort him: "Lan'er, don't be angry, it's not worth getting angry this winter."

Gu Lan took a sip of the tea and responded, "I'm not angry. If I wanted to be angry, I would have died of anger at the beginning. How can I get along with you now?"

"You just need to relax." Zhang Youmou felt reluctantly ashamed when he heard the blunt words.

"Okay, we should eat earlier, otherwise it will be cold again." Gu Lansheng handed the egg soup in front of Zhang Youmou, and couldn't help telling him carefully, "Don't think about Gu Feng, he is greedy." Very well, if you hadn't become an official now, I'm afraid I wouldn't even pay attention to you, and this kind of person would end up in big trouble sooner or later."

Zhang Youmou nodded again and again, and only turned to the matter of Gu Song's marriage. It seems that the situation in the court will be more complicated in the future.

In the season of winter snow, a wedding in the capital is particularly lively, and many people look around.

"This niece of the Song family is only sixteen years old, but Master Gu's eldest son is said to be in his early twenties. It's ridiculous."

"It's said that girls from poor families marry cheaply, but girls from aristocratic families are also a deal. Don't look down on anyone."

"As soon as Grand Master Song left, it is true that the Song family has all kinds of strange things, but this marriage is not a rare one. A while ago, the son emperor actually made the Song family's first daughter a noble concubine. What is this woman and woman?"

"Many years ago, the Song family recruited a poor scholar as their son-in-law. The whole family is rotten in this family."

Li Yi, the Minister of Dali Temple, returned home in a sedan chair, and was dragged on the road due to the crowd of people. He happened to hear these words, and his face turned blue immediately.

The heavy snow rarely stopped in the afternoon, and Xia Xiang in Zangshuge sat on a low table with her hand warmed in her hands, waiting for the ink on the paper to dry.

Su Qing came in from the outside, took off his heavy robe and said, "From tomorrow onwards, I won't be accompanying the morning court, I will trouble you today."

"Don't bother." Xia Xiang poured hot tea and handed it over.

"Thank you." Su Qing stretched out his hand to take the hot tea and sat on one side, while the fire beside him was blazing.

Xia Xiang carefully opened the fragile ancient book on one side, dipped the pen in one hand and immersed herself in copying.

This library pavilion is often silent, especially in winter when the doors and windows are closed, you can hardly hear any sound. I still remember that when Su Qing first came here, he thought this place was very good.

This is not tea made from ordinary tea leaves, but made with ginger syrup. Su Qing looked at the little palace man in a little surprise and said, "How do you know that my sunflower water is here?"

Xiao Gongren slowly stopped writing: "I saw the clothes you changed this morning."

Su Qing looked at the unabashed little palace man with a little embarrassment, turned his head away and said, "You have a heart."

Xia Xiang didn't quite understand what Miss Su was thinking, so she still lowered her head to extract ancient books.

The little palace has always been very quiet. If she doesn't speak, sometimes even Su Qing can't feel her presence. Looking sideways at the thick ancient book, she said: "This book is planned to take the three of you several months to extract. Finished, why did you copy it all by yourself?"

"I have nothing else to do. I stayed in the library all day thinking that one person should be able to copy part of it, because at the end of the year, everyone will leave the palace and go home to get together. Isn't Miss Su also going back?"

It was only then that Su Qing realized that after New Year's Eve, there would be only Xiao Gong in Cangshu Pavilion.

"Well, I probably won't return to the palace until after the Lantern Festival." The Su family is not a place where you can leave if you want. The communication between the aristocratic families is done by the men outside, and the wives and ladies get along together.

Even if Su Qing didn't like such a scene, she couldn't help but deal with it.

Xia Xiang counted the time and sighed: "It's great that Miss Su can go home."

Although there is a deserted person in the library, it is a little scary.

Su Qing was slightly stunned, unable to bear to pierce the beautiful thoughts of the little palace man, so she responded in a low voice: "Probably."

Every time I go back home during the annual leave, I just treat each other coldly with my relatives. Even my mother has complained in recent years.

Marriage is the fate that women cannot escape, but Su Qing doesn't want to accept her fate, so she can only grow cold with her relatives.

It was difficult at first, but later Su Qing got used to those sarcastic remarks. Anyway, everyone turned a blind eye to the suffering of others and would only intensify their attacks.

This kind of thinking is sometimes especially reflected among women. Su Qing can't figure it out, but she doesn't want to think about it anymore. She just thinks that she is different from her.

"Miss Su, do you want some more tea?" Xia Xiang looked at the tea that was no longer hot.

The little palace man approached with a teapot, but before Su Qing could respond, he waited until the teacup filled with hot mist before slowly responding: "Thank you very much."

"Miss Su is a bit strange today." The little palace man put down the teapot and said.

"what?"

Xia Xiang stared straight at the too pale face and responded: "There is no blood, is it because the stomach hurts?"

Miss Su pursed her lips and shook her head, avoiding those bright eyes and said, "No, I'm just thinking about something."

When I first came to Zangshu Pavilion, the charcoal fires provided in each female official's room were not reliable. The Su family was weak at that time, and naturally there was no one to take care of them in the palace. Forbearance, sometimes thinking about things can really divert attention well.

The little palace lady hesitated and didn't make another sound, but carefully moved the charcoal basin closer, and then sat back at her low table to extract books.

"You are so far away, aren't you cold?" Su Qing didn't want to make herself look too pitiful in her eyes, especially not to show weakness when seeing her mother and other relatives.

"It's not cold." Xiao Gongren held a hand warmer in his hand, "I have this."

The two of them didn't speak any more, Xia Xiang flipped through the book carefully, and looked at the expression of Miss Su from time to time.

Today's female officer Su seems to be different from usual, but Xia Xiang hasn't noticed what is different, so she can only look at it secretly.

When the night was getting dark, after the two had bathed, Zhao Yao was still a little confused when she saw Wen Ruyan lock the door with a chain.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm afraid you would sneak out at night." Wen Ruyan answered while wrapped in a thick robe while checking the doors and windows.

Zhao Yao looked at the chain and said, "It's easy to tear off the chain with my strength."

Upon hearing this, Wen Ruyan thought for a while and said, "Then shall I tie you up?"

Zhao Yao, who chose not to make a sound, read the book silently, but Wen Ruyan really took out a chain and approached her.

"You..." Zhao Yao looked at the chain that clasped her wrist with complicated eyes.

Wen Ruyan lay down on Zhao Yao's arm and replied triumphantly: "Double insurance, I'm smart!"

Zhao Yao tugged at the chain tied to the bed rail, turned her head to Wen Ruyan helplessly and said, "If you are woken up by me at night, you can't be angry."

"Don't worry, my sleep quality is five stars!"

The two chatted without saying a word, and when the bedroom fell into silence, the windows blew softly in the night wind.

Just as Wen Ruyan was fast asleep, a loud noise suddenly sounded, and she woke up with a start and sat up.

I saw not only the bed rails