A kitten dressed as an empress

Due to the disparity in strength, Wen Ruyan could only be bullied. The annual leave was very difficult, and she finally managed to escape from the clutches of the court.

It is expected to be cold in spring and the snow is gradually melting. It is the coldest time. There is a bamboo forest on one side of Chaotian Temple, which is already full of fresh green branches. It is estimated that a spring rain will be a good time to eat bamboo shoots.

Wen Ruyan's thoughts wandered away, and when he came back to his senses, the minister was still reporting on the complicated government affairs, and all the officials in the hall were silent, so it seemed particularly quiet.

And Zhao Yao wearing a gold eye gauze also makes people unable to see her expression, but Miss Su is as serious as ever.

As the so-called plan for a year lies in spring, most of the edicts issued by the court are related to flood control, and Zhou Du, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, is naturally the busiest time.

As the name suggests, the Ministry of Industry manages various projects, among which water conservancy projects are the most lucrative. The construction of water conservancy courts allocated countless silver taels in the past year, but now they don't know what to ask. Naturally, there is a big problem.

Zhou Du was sweating profusely when he was interrogated, and Zhao Yao just said: "I want to send Zhang Youmou to the south to inspect the progress of the water conservancy project for the governor. What do you think?"

The ministers chatted with each other but no one made a sound. Even Song Qing, who was most pushy on weekdays, was very honest.

When the morning court was over and the ministers withdrew from the hall, Wen Ruyan tilted his head and asked, "There is no rush for this flood control project. You sent a Minister of Rites to be the supervisor?"

Seeing that the door of the main hall was closed, Zhao Yao stretched out her hand to take off her eye veil and said, "This week Du is a mediocre person who occupies an official position but does nothing. Now it has been two years, and he doesn't know how long the project will last, so it is conceivable that the money has been divided layer by layer."

"Then you might as well catch it directly." Wen Ruyan sat sideways.

"The sky is high and the emperor is far away. If there is no evidence, how can we arrest him?" Zhao Yao stroking the ring between his fingers lightly.

Wen Ruyan brought out hot soup and burrito buns from one side of the food box, and placed the bowl and chopsticks in one hand and said, "Today, the Song and Qing factions are silent, and I think they are probably also involved."

Drinking some hot soup in spring always warms up quickly. Zhao Yao took the soup bowl she handed over and said: "This matter is not only related to Song and Qing Dynasties, but more importantly, the money allocated from the national treasury was passed by the Secretary of the Ministry of Household Affairs. Feng, and this person is related to Zhang Youmou."

"Then you are really trying to make things difficult for others on purpose." Wen Ruyan split the plain stuffed bun in half, and shared half with Zhao Yao.

Zhao Yao took a small bite of the steamed stuffed bun and said, "Zhang Youmou is involved in a bloody case, so she is doomed to fight with the aristocratic family. I will give her this rare opportunity now, and it depends on whether she can take on the big responsibility."

"Don't you know whether you are bad or not?" Wen Ruyan took a sip of the mushroom broth and looked at it mischievously, "Zhang Youmou is so loyal, but you let her go south from the capital to inspect, this family has to take this opportunity She ordered that when you take advantage of the death of the governor to get angry and deal with the family in an aboveboard manner, you are killing people with a knife."

"Zhang Youmou doesn't know that this crisis is lurking, but she has already responded on the spot. Why do you say I am bad?" Zhao Yao retorted softly because of the burning eyes.

In terms of ability to handle government affairs, Zhang Youmou is undoubtedly one of the best talents in the court, but in the silent contest between the family and the emperor, her family background can only be used as a pawn.

No matter how good the chess piece is, it can be discarded when necessary.

"You're just lying to a child. You are an emperor and she is a minister. Could it be that she dares to reject you on the spot?" If Wen Ruyan used to be fooled by Zhao Yao's few words, now I see him more, especially He was bullied every time at night, so how could he not know what little Jiujiu was planning in Zhao Yao's heart.

Zhao Yao sipped the soup, looked at Wen Ruyan with raised eyebrows, and said, "It seems that you love Zhang Youmou very much."

Just as Wen Ruyan stuffed the steamed buns into his mouth, he chewed with puffy cheeks and asked with a smirk, "Everyone has a wife, why do I feel sorry for her?"

"Then why do you care so much about her in words?"

"Heaven and earth conscience, I'm just talking about you being bad, and Zhang Youmou is just incidental." Wen Ruyan looked at Zhao Yao's face that was getting worse and worse, and the smile in his eyes was even bigger, and he came closer to comfort him, "This Are you angry?"

Zhao Yao took a sip of the hot soup with a cold face, and tore the burrito into small strips between her fingers, responding as if she was discouraged: "You think I'm bad, so I'm not allowed to be angry?"

The poor burrito became Zhao Yao's little prop to vent her anger.

Wen Ruyan pressed Zhao Yao's hand and said, "No matter how bad it is, you can't waste food. I'll eat it for you."

After finishing speaking, Wen Ruyan finished eating the burrito strips on Zhao Yao's plate in a serious manner.

Zhao Yao originally thought that she would be able to wait for her to please her, but she only cared about eating burritos, her mood was even more complicated, and her eyes were full of sorrow.

"Why don't you eat?" Wen Ruyan suppressed a smile and took the steamed bun from the side, "I was wrong, let's eat first, okay?"

Ugh, Wen Ruyan couldn't bear such contrived words.

But Zhao Yao didn't have any adverse reactions, instead she ate the steamed buns in peace.

Wen Ruyan turned her head to look at her and asked, "Are you not angry now?"

"I'm not angry at all, but you're always talking about Zhang Youmou, which sounds uncomfortable." Zhao Yao felt that she should be more magnanimous, so as not to make her feel too fussy.

Dare she was still eating vinegar, Wen Ruyan took a sip of the hot soup and couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Yao asked puzzledly, "What are you laughing at?"

Wen Ruyan held the soup bowl in his hand and replied, "I was thinking of how cute you are."

She used to talk about being bad, but now she suddenly praised herself for being cute, Zhao Yao looked at her with reddened cheeks, wanted to ask but didn't know how to ask, so she just ate the steamed bun in silence.

She has never been praised for being cute.

Seeing Zhao Yao's sudden silence, Wen Ruyan thought she hadn't calmed down, but when she looked carefully, she noticed her slightly pink earlobes.

How embarrassing!

When teasing people on weekdays, Zhao Yao's scale is limited every minute, and she didn't expect to react like this because of a cute sentence.

Is this pure love or pure love?

No matter what, the more Wen Ruyan thought about it, the more she felt her cheeks burning. It was a rare breakfast and the two of them had a tacit understanding and didn't talk much.

When the edict regarding the governor's minister was issued to Zhang's residence, Gu Lan's worry was slightly relieved.

Zhang Youmou was holding his job bowl and waiting to be taught together, but he didn't see Gu Lan's voice for a long time, and his heart was even more nervous, and he didn't know how to speak while lowering his head while eating.

"Eat slowly, there is still rib soup not coming."

"Hey."

It was Gu Lan who spoke first, and the nerd didn't know how to respond.

"I'm afraid it will take half a year to go back to the capital. I think it's better to go with you." Seeing the servant girl bring the small earthen pot of pork rib soup, Gu Lan stretched out her hand to fill the soup.

Zhang Youmou looked at Gu Lan anxiously and said hesitantly: "It's freezing cold in spring, and you're not in good health. It's really hurting you to travel and travel. It's better to stay in the capital to recuperate."

Earlier, because Zhang Youmou refused to accept her, Gu Lan resorted to a cruel trick, but unexpectedly, she was sincerely thinking about her physical condition.

Gu Lan handed the soup bowl to Zhang Youmou's hand and asked, "I was cured in the early years, but now there is only one place that has been cured for a long time. Do you know why?"

"Lan'er, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Zhang Youmou looked at Gu Lan worriedly and said, "I think tomorrow I'll invite the imperial physician from the palace to show you."

But people are really dumb-headed, Gu Lan raised her hand to smooth Zhang Youmou's brows and frowned slightly: "This is because of you. Naturally, I must follow you wherever you go, or leave me alone. In the capital, you are also afraid, that's uncomfortable."

Only then did Zhang Youmou come to his senses, blushing and shy, looking at Gu Lan with pity in his eyes, and said, "I'm afraid this time I'm escaping from death, it's only dangerous if you follow me."

"Then why did you respond to the governor's order?"

"I want to use this to thoroughly investigate the Song family's embezzlement of the money of the water conservancy project. Because His Majesty is jealous of the Song family, even the investigation of the Song family by the Department of Punishment will turn a blind eye. Now it is the It's a good time to bring down the Song family."

Gu Lan never knew that Zhang Youmou was eager for revenge. Over the years, in the depths of the night, she could hear her crying and raving for her relatives in her dreams.

Therefore, even if she couldn't bear to enter Yuncheng when she ventured into the city, she never stopped her.

"But doesn't Your Majesty know that this time is related to the Song family?"

"Your Majesty should know about it, but I am going to collect evidence this time, and I will present it to Your Majesty when I return to the capital."

Zhang Youmou said it so seriously that Gu Lan couldn't bear to hit her.

There are always only interests in the court. The reason why the empress targets the family is not just because the people are suffering, but because the family endangers the interests of the emperor, so the emperor has no choice but to eradicate the family.

And the common people have always only had to suffer, so there is such a sentence.

Prosperity, the people suffer, death, the people suffer.

"I'm afraid that you will be used by His Majesty." Gu Lan raised her hand and stroked Zhang Youmou's cheek, and said very seriously, "This time I must go with you, life or death, I should be in the same place with you."

Seeing that Gu Lan would not allow himself to refuse, Zhang Youmou had no choice but to agree.

Once it rains in spring and the half moon is difficult to clear, Wen Ruyan in the hall looks at the ink that has not dried for a long time, and can only bake it in front of the charcoal basin.

Zhao Yao didn't stop writing, her brows were serious, because the review was very fast, but after a while, the low couch on the desk was full of memorials.

Wen Ruyan stared at the reviewing memorial of the governor and said, "Are you willing to send a Red Phoenix team to protect Zhang Youmou?"

The Red Phoenix Army was established last autumn and trained by female soldiers from the Punishment Division. Now there are barracks all over the southern country for deployment at any time.

Now there is no war on the border, so Red Phoenix just besieged and suppressed the mountain bandits, and won a lot of good reputation in the southern country for a while.

Red Phoenix only obeys the orders of the empress, and its power is greater than that of the prefects of the prefectures, and the officials of the Manchu Dynasty do not dare to make trouble on weekdays.

Zhao Yao paused to dip her pen and ink slightly, and looked at Wen Ruyan who was wearing an apricot yellow dress. Her cheeks and temples made her small face look like a goose egg. The bright eyes illuminated by the light of charcoal fire were bright and moving. Holding the memorial to bake, while resting his face on the other hand with a very lazy expression.

"If I don't send you, you're afraid that you'll scold me every day."

amount……

What a vengeful temper.

"It's okay, you're bad, and I don't dislike you." Wen Ruyan turned his head to look at Zhao Yao and winked mischievously, "But it's the fact that Zhang Youmou is a fair and honest official, and he is a good official to the people of the southern country. It would be a pity for a capable person to be killed by an aristocratic family."

"What the emperor needs is an obedient official, not a good one." Zhao Yao always didn't understand some of her naive ideas.

"I know, you just need a tool to rule, and in the end you point to the west and she will never look east, right?"

Zhao Yao nodded happily: "It's a pity that Zhang Youmou is too fair and honest, and there will definitely be troubles in the future."

Wen Ruyan stepped closer, closed the memorial in his hand, picked up the other two memorials again and said, "I finally know why the history books write anti-imperialist and anti-feudalism."

"What?" Zhao Yao asked puzzled.

"Because the emperor is the supreme ruler, as a metaphor, if you want to tear down a tower, you have to completely destroy it from top to bottom."

Wen Ruyan took the memorial and went to the charcoal basin to bake the memorial.

Zhao Yao was a little curious when she heard this too novel statement, put down the pen in her hand and said, "But the structure of the tower is the bottom layer, why don't you just destroy it from the bottom if you want to demolish the tower?"

Wen Ruyan looked at Zhao Yao and thought for a while, "Because the people at the bottom don't dare. If they dare to demolish their own towers, it will really save trouble."

"But throughout the ages, most of them were rebuilt from the ground floor, but after the tower was rebuilt, the people were still at the bottom. Do you know why?"

"Because the middle class coveted the power of the upper class, it never thought of dismantling it. The middle class relied on the people at the bottom to overthrow the upper class, and then the middle class became the upper class. In the end, nothing changed."

The sound of the rain outside the window was beating against the branches and leaves of the bamboo forest. Zhao Yao looked at Wen Ruyan and said, "There are tens of thousands of towers in the world, but after all, there are only up, middle and down towers. You demolish the old tower and rebuild a new one. There is only one way to build a tower, and suddenly you want to build a leaning tower that the people have never seen before, do you think the people will believe it?"

Wen Ruyan raised his hand and tried the ink on the test paper, then got up and walked over to answer: "As long as a new tower is built, the people will believe it?"

Zhao Yao raised her hand and lightly held Wen Ruyan's hand, which was so warmed by the charcoal fire, because the two of them stood and sat, Zhao Yao had to look up at her.

"Why?" Wen Ruyan couldn't help her overly eager gaze and asked.

"Why do you always think of the world so beautifully?" Zhao Yao exerted a little force on her arms, pulled the person in front of her to sit on her lap, and leaned closer to lightly peck her ruddy side face baked by charcoal fire.

Wen Ruyan put one hand on Zhao Yao's shoulder and leaned into his arms, "I am full of light for the future."

Zhao Yao slightly raised her head, pecked her soft lips and said with a smile: "Haven't you ever thought that people will be afraid of new and unfamiliar things?"

"Fear, it's a normal human emotion."

Wen Ruyan, who was used to sudden sneak attacks, let Zhao Yao gnaw for a while in a numbness, before gently pushing her away to answer her words.

"Maybe you don't know that people's fear of new things is far beyond your imagination, especially some people with evil intentions." Zhao Yao reluctantly pursed her thin lips, leaned over and sniffed the fragrance on her body , "These people will go from making rumors to framing you to fighting, and finally burning down your hard-earned new tower to prove that their tower is correct and safe."

Wen Ruyan looked at Zhao Yao who was approaching constantly, raised her hand to hold her face and said, "So knowledge can change fate, only by opening people's minds, and they analyze and treat new things rationally and objectively. Is it all right?"

Zhao Yao let her pinch her earlobe and said: "It's easy for you to say, but it's impossible to do this without a few hundred years. What's more, most of the dynasties in the past and present have perished within four to five hundred years. The people only hope to have enough to eat." Dress warmly, how can you be so leisurely and elegant?"

"It took us 100 years to let people learn and accept new things from reading and writing. Why do you randomly add another hundred years." Wen Ruyan let go of his hand and planned to get up.

But the holding hand never let go, Wen Ruyan reluctantly kissed her a few times, but Zhao Yao still refused to let go, she leaned on Wen Ruyan's shoulder full of greed and responded: "Don't move, let me have a rest. "

Human pillow?

Wen Ruyan helplessly let Zhao Yao hold her, and gave her eye exercises when she had nothing to do.

Zhao Yao cooperatively closed her eyes and said, "It took you 100 years for the common people to only learn to read and write. I don't think there will be three or five hundred years before everything will be known."

"You look down on people." Wen Ruyan raised his hand to lightly scratch Zhao Yao's eyes, and rubbed his temples with his fingertips.

"Take it easy, it hurts."

Alas, this is really serving the ancestors.

Wen Ruyan had no choice but to slow down his strength and said: "I don't care, you have to increase my salary."

Zhao Yao responded with raised lips: "Okay, I'll give you as much as you want."

Talking about money is really the most straightforward thing Zhao Yao promises, but talking about other things is really difficult.

After letting go, Zhao Yao slowly opened her eyes and looked at the person in front of her and said, "I don't mean to underestimate you. It only takes a year to knock down an old pagoda at the fastest, but it takes at least one year to push down an old pagoda in people's hearts." For 200 years, during this period, we must prevent the old tower from being revived, otherwise your new tower may be destroyed at any time."

Seeing Zhao Yao's seriousness, Wen Ruyan stopped joking and said, "Don't worry, our old pagoda has been completely burnt down, and the new pagoda is in the process of being consolidated and built."

Zhao Yao shook her head slightly and said, "If your old pagoda refers to the evil thoughts in people's hearts, and the new pagoda is full of people's good thoughts, then there must be danger."

"Are you so sure?"

"Since ancient times, people's hearts have been unpredictable. Both the old tower and the new tower are dominated by people. It is not so much the dispute between the old tower and the new tower as the dispute between good and evil. It is not ordinary people who can resist the ten thousand people in the old tower. of."

In the past, Wen Ruyan might have thought that Zhao Yao was old and stubborn, but today she felt that Zhao Yao actually understood the contradictory relationship between good and evil in human nature and social class.

Sometimes when the two communicate, Zhao Yao thinks more deeply about certain things, and even has very different thinking.

It really overturned Wen Ruyan's fixed thinking about ancient people. This person may be a smart person, and he must have been a smart person in any era.

When the spring rain stopped intermittently, Wen Ruyan finally finished sorting out today's memorial.

Zhao Yao was sitting on the bed beside the window with a cup of tea in her hand, looking at the branches and leaves dripping with rain.

"You need to turn your eyes more and see the outside world more when you have time, you know?" Wen Ruyan murmured.

"En." Zhao Yao obediently turned her head to look out the window, and took a long time to look away.

Wen Ruyan stretched her waist and lay lazily by the window. The plum blossoms had withered earlier and only the bare branches remained.

"Are you tired?" Zhao Yao handed over the already warm teacup.

"This is buried in the memorial every day, when will it be the first time." Wen Ruyan sighed as he took a sip of his warm tea.

Zhao Yao replied with a smile in her eyes: "If you have children, maybe I can abdicate to the virtuous."

After taking a sip of tea, Wen Ruyan's face turned red from being choked, and she looked at Zhao Yao with complaints in her eyes, and said, "You are so unbelievable and endless!"

"If the emperor has no heirs, most likely he will die on the dragon chair."

This is the life of a workaholic with no retirement period.

"Then why don't you hurry up and adopt a child?" Wen Ruyan urged solemnly, thinking that it's better to stay away as soon as possible because of the conspiracy in court.

Holding a handkerchief, Zhao Yao wiped the corners of her mouth and said, "You don't have a baby, where did you get the baby?"

amount……

"Where did I get the child for you?" Wen Ruyan wanted to roll his eyes at Zhao Yao, but unfortunately he didn't learn it!

"Then don't worry for now, anyway, you and I are still young, so we don't need to worry about adopting an heir."

Wen Ruyan looked at the serious Zhao Yao, raised her hand to pinch her tender cheek and said, "It seems that you want to die on the dragon chair."

Zhao Yao stretched out her arms to embrace the person in front of her, and the two nestled together affectionately and said with a slight smile, "I want to die on the dragon bed with you even more."

Sure enough, when he opened his mouth, it was the old driver!

"I don't want to die with you." Wen Ruyan said while leaning on the shoulder that was too awkward.

"Then do you want to face all the officials who are like wolves and tigers alone?" Zhao Yao raised Wen Ruyan's chin with her fingertips and gazed picturesquely.

Wen Ruyan thought about the scene and thought it might be bloody.

After all, judging from the events recorded in ancient history, it is not impossible for the ministers to do such things as assassination.

"I think you're right. The two of us are still young and don't rush to talk about life and death."

Zhao Yao lightly smiled and pecked a few times, then pulled Wen Ruyan to lie down together and said softly, "I'm a little sleepy, you lie down with me for a while."

Sleepy again?

Wen Ruyan looked at Zhao Yao with closed eyes and said, "I think you are going to sleep like a lazy pig."

There was no response, Zhao Yao naturally fell into a deep sleep, and the hall was very quiet for a while, Wen Ruyan raised her hand and pressed the crevice of the bedding, thinking that the medicinal soup might be too powerful.

At night, Zhao Yao took the medicinal soup on time, and Wen Ruyan leaned forward, holding a small bowl in his hand and watching eagerly.

"You want to try this too?" Zhao Yao held back a smile and shared some medicinal soup with her.

The medicinal soup is sweet and sour, quite appetizing.

The two of them fell asleep that night, and Wen Ruyan realized that the medicine was really powerful the next day.

No wonder Zhao Yao gets confused whenever sleepy, it's clearly an anesthetic.

When Wen Ruyan woke up in a daze in the afternoon, Zhao Yao had come back from morning morning.

"Still sleepy?" Zhao Yao carefully hugged the limp ball, and pinched the little fleshy claws with her fingertips.

The little milk cat poked its head in embarrassment, and its eyelids were still fighting up and down. It was obviously sleepy, and it fell into Zhao Yao's arms and couldn't get up.

Wen Ruyan fell asleep again in a daze, only remembering vaguely that he had just taken the medicine yesterday morning, and the medicine was effective for three days.

This medicinal soup can actually relieve the effect of the medicine in advance, it is really amazing.

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