[Wu Zetian colleagues] Wu Lingchun

I don't know how long it took, maybe half an hour, maybe longer, Wan'er stopped writing.

She looked down at the calendered paper covered with small letters on the table in front of her, with a dazed expression——

These words were written by her just now!

How long has it been since she wrote so many words in one go?

Practicing calligraphy, it happened in my previous life.

Wan'er suddenly felt a sense of vicissitudes.

Putting down the pen, she read the "Amitabha Sutra" that she copied from beginning to end.

When I first started writing, my writing strength was obviously insufficient, and several characters were written as if my hands were trembling.But as I write, I get better and better.

Wan'er recalled that when she first copied the scriptures, her mood was affected by the surrounding environment, and she couldn't help being distracted to pay attention to any movement in her ears, and she was even more entangled in her heart, "If I make a wrong word, will Empress Wu seriously punish me?" Such things, in such a mood, can be copied down word for word, it is a blessing.

She no longer dared to ask extravagantly, Empress Wu would criticize her own writing.

After waiting for the ink to dry completely, Wan'er folded it carefully, thinking that this is the way to do business, right?

She thought that this Buddhist scripture was probably going to be given to Xue Jieyu as a birthday gift, so she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy——

Wan'er doesn't think her writing is so good.I really feel sorry for giving such a thing to someone like Xue Jieyu.

Wan'er then thought, if there is a chance in the future, she must prepare a birthday present for Xue Jieyu.

Thinking in this way, Wan'er took the calendered paper roll and opened the door.

It's time for a business trip, and she wants to ask Zhao Ying to take her to see Empress Wu.

But Zhao Ying was nowhere to be seen outside the door.

Not only Zhao Ying, Wan'er felt that the place she was in was too empty, so empty that there seemed to be no one except her.

The warm sunlight shines through the window lattice and fills the entire room; in the corridor outside the house, the sunlight dispels the coldness that has accumulated for many years, and dispels Wan'er's sense of dread.

So she boldly walked out of the house, walked through the corridor, followed her feeling, and searched for figures in this empty and deserted Jing'an Palace.

After walking for a full quarter of an hour, a faint, vague fragrance floated into Wan'er's nose.

Wan'er stopped, shrugged her nose and sniffed——

It smelled like expensive spices, and it should be someone burning it nearby.

That means that someone has finally been found!

Wan'er was overjoyed, and walked faster.

Who would like to walk alone in an unfamiliar environment?

After walking a dozen more hastily, Wan'er turned a corner, and a courtyard suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

And the scent was stronger.

Wan'er looked around and saw curls of cigarettes wafting out of an inconspicuous side hall.

Someone must be there!

Wan'er walked towards the side hall in a strange way.

As she got closer and closer, a murmuring and buzzing sound drifted past Wan'er's ears, as if someone was whispering something in a low voice in the distance.

Wan'er frowned.

Her feet seemed to have their own consciousness, and her steps became more and more hurried.

Until, the whispering voice became more and more clear; until, that fragrance made her whole body tremble.

Wan'erfang was shocked to realize that she was brought to the door of the great hall by her feet.

The door of the hall is wide open, and the scene inside is clear at a glance.

The first thing Wan'er saw was a slender and tall woman with her back facing her.

Even the bright colors of the woman's gorgeous dress and skirt can't hide the magnanimity exuding from her body, which is a kind of magnanimity related to grace and luxury, non-angry self-prestige, and disdain for the world.

Judging by her appearance, she should be praying with folded hands.

And that whispering voice came from her mouth: "...There is no hindrance, there is no fear...Three Buddhas..."

When Wan'er saw the woman's back, she instinctively had the urge to run away.

This luxurious figure was none other than Empress Wu.

Wan'er originally wanted to come to see her, but now, seeing her in such a scene, Wan'er suddenly had a premonition that disaster was about to come——

Wan'er vaguely felt that she seemed to have crashed into something, something terrible!

And this feeling became even stronger when she accidentally caught a glimpse of the portrait hanging above the incense table facing Empress Wu.

Empress Wu has already found her.

"Shangguan, Wan'er?" Empress Wu quickly turned around, her eyes were like lightning, and she poked at Shangguan Wan'er.

Wan'er's legs felt weak all of a sudden, and her whole body floated violently.

When she begged Empress Wu to enter the palace school, and when she faced the pressure from Empress Wu at that time, Wan'er didn't feel any fear at all.

But now...

Wan'er tried her best not to collapse.

She knew that such a show of weakness would only irritate Empress Wu even more——

This Queen of Heaven would rather see talented and learned people contradicting her than see servile soft bones, talented and learned people are soft and soft, especially she despises them.

"Slave, servant girl has finished transcribing, please take a look at it!" Wan'er's voice trembled uncontrollably.

Empress Wu stared at the calendered paper she offered with both hands, the handwriting inside was faintly visible on the back of the folded paper.

Empress Wu's eyes narrowed: "Who allowed you to walk around without authorization?"

Wan'er made a difficult swallowing movement, only in this way can the tension in her heart be relieved a little.

"After the servants copied the scriptures, they couldn't find Mr. Zhao. They feared that the Queen of Heaven would be disrespectful, so they came here without authorization." Wan'er's voice finally stopped shaking so much.

Empress Wu did not calm down because of Wan'er's explanation.

"Who allowed you to walk around without His Majesty's orders? Is this how the palace teaches you to behave?" Empress Wu's voice became sharper.

Wan'er's body was stiff, and she really felt how bad luck can be.

"Kneel down!" Empress Wu suddenly shouted.

Wan'er could only grit her teeth and knelt down.

Empress Wu thought of the situation at this time, and thought of her affairs being interrupted for no reason, so she was annoyed and went straight to the door.

Just as she was about to explode, Xue Jieyu's voice came from far and near: "Is the Empress trying to silence her?"

Empress Wu froze, and suddenly raised her head, and saw Xue Jieyu walking slowly, with her back straight, and she didn't seem old at all when she walked.

And behind her, Zhao Ying ran close, seeing the scene in front of her, he was so frightened that he was about to cry.

He knelt down on both knees and kowtowed endlessly: "The empress of heaven forgives my sins! Empress of heaven forgives my sins!"

Empress Wu got a headache from being disturbed by him, so she stopped him impatiently.

Zhao Ying knelt on the ground and trembled, but Xue Jieyu had already approached, standing just between Empress Wu and Wan'er.

Empress Wu looked at her, then glanced at Zhao Ying who was kneeling on the ground, and snorted coldly: "The Master did it on purpose?"

Deliberately looking for an opportunity to call Zhao Ying away and attract Wan'er to come here.

Xue Jieyu also looked at her with slanted eyebrows: "What if it was intentional? What if it wasn't intentional?"

When Empress Wu heard this, she let out a "ha" and said coldly, "Does the Venerable Master want to add trouble to this palace? Or does the Venerable Master think that this palace cannot kill her?"

As she spoke, she raised her hand and pointed at Wan'er.

Wan'er lowered her head and gritted her teeth, feeling that most of her life was already gone.

"The empress thinks that you can kill her?" Xue Jieyu asked tit for tat.

As she said that, she didn't care about Empress Wu's reaction at all, so she turned around and faced Shangguan Wan'er who was kneeling on the ground.

Wan'er didn't know what she wanted, so she could only wait quietly.

"Good boy, don't be afraid!" Xue Jieyu comforted Wan'er.

Wan'er was stunned, but raised her head involuntarily.

It happened to meet the eyes of the old man, and the eyes with wrinkles on the corners of the eyes were filled with a soft light of love.

Wan'er is sure that she is not mistaken.

Xue Jieyu had already raised her hand to take the calender paper that Wan'er held up earlier, but Empress Wu refused to take it.

She was not in a hurry to read the contents inside, but put the calender paper in her hands, patted it lightly, and said in harmony: "Your apprentice ceremony, I accept it for the teacher!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone present was astonished.

Wan'er opened her eyes in a daze, as if she didn't understand what the old man was saying.

Empress Wu frowned and looked at Xue Jieyu with complicated eyes.

Xue Jieyu ignored Empress Wu's eyes at all, and said slowly: "My good boy, from now on, you will be Lao Shen's disciple."

Seeing that Wan'er was still in a daze, unable to respond, Xue Jieyu smiled slightly: "What? Are you stupid? I don't want a stupid child to be my disciple."

Wan'er listened to her joke, and couldn't help pursing her lips, wanting to laugh, but suddenly remembered that Empress Wu was still watching her, so she quickly suppressed her smile and lowered her eyebrows to please her eyes.

How lucky is she to be loved by Xue Jieyu?

What's more, Wan'er respects this old man whose talent, learning and personality are respected from the bottom of his heart.

Wan'er bowed down sincerely, solemnly kowtowed to the old man three times, and said in a loud voice: "Disciple Shangguan Wan'er bows down to Mr.! May Mr. Shou Kao be blessed, and the fairyland will not grow old!"

"You child!" Xue Jieyu couldn't help laughing, "It's strange that people praise you for being able to talk!"

On the side, Empress Wu rolled her eyes to the sky.

Was she boasting?

She was mocking this little girl for being sweet-talking, okay?

When Empress Wu thought that Wan'er turned herself over and became Xue Jieyu's disciple with one trick, and she was beaten to the point of being upset, but she failed to punish the little girl, her anger became even more intense.

Xue Jieyu seemed to have seen through what Empress Wu was thinking, the smile on her face deepened, and she deliberately said to Wan'er: "My good boy, do you know what your husband's last name is?"

Wan'er was slightly taken aback.

Of course she had to pretend not to know, so she shook her head.

This is all within Xue Jieyu's expectation: "You have to remember, your master's surname is Xue, and he used to be Jieyu of Emperor Gaozu..."

When Wan'er heard this, she showed surprise at the right time.

Xue Jieyu nodded at her with a smile, then cast a sidelong glance at Empress Wu, and then said slowly, "You must also remember that Master has three disciples in his life."

When Empress Wu heard what the "three disciples" said, her expression changed immediately.

Xue Jieyu didn't care how cloudy or sunny her complexion was, and continued: "Your senior brother is now His Majesty the Emperor. He has been arranged by Emperor Taizong to be his teacher since he was a child, studying and writing. You still have a little A senior sister, her surname is Xu, her name is Hui, she was Emperor Taizong's concubine in the past, and she used to study Buddhism with her."

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Shou Gongsha or something, are you devils?