I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

Chapter 27
Empress Dowager Xia is newly mourned.

The palace is full of long white strips and curtains.

The maids and servants who were walking and sweeping covered their faces with their sleeves and cried a few times from time to time, and then went about their work as if nothing had happened.

Seeing that the cheerful and straightforward Rui'er beside her had a bitter face with the corners of her mouth turned down, Baitao was very puzzled. Could it be that irrelevant people also cry when they die.

Mortals are so affectionate and righteous.

No wonder she thought so.

In fact, when the first king died, it coincided with the turmoil between Yingzheng and Chengjiao competing for the throne.

It looks calm from the outside, but the turmoil inside is about to break out.

She was placed under the protection of Brother Zheng in the Prince's Mansion, and she had never seen such a scene of hanging out.

"Wooooow, grandma...grandmother!"

From the corner ahead, the cry of His Highness Cheng Jiao could be heard.

Tears welled up his face, and he ran and cursed, "Why did you tell me now, I haven't had time to see you for the last time, you bunch of idiots, useless, idiots!"

"It's really impossible to find His Highness last night."

The servant behind, holding on to the crown on his head, followed behind with two legs.

When passing by Baitao, Cheng Jiao stopped, his immature face turned livid.

He cursed out of breath: "You and you are finally going to be happy, bah, grow into this seductive face, vixen!"

Baitao: "?"

Before she could figure out what to scold to match his face, Cheng Jiao ran away ferociously.

"It's just a concubine giving birth, Taotao, don't take it to heart."

Queen Mother Zhao Zhao Ji didn't know that she was standing not far away. Her guard of honor was quite huge, and there were servants standing behind her.

Although it was a funeral, she was dressed brilliantly in colorful embroidery.

On her head was a beaded hairpin with fluttering wings, and on her hand was a nine-turn exquisite red gold ring and bead bracelet.

Zhao Ji put her hand on the back of the old nanny's hand with a mole on the corner of her mouth, and walked over with her waist twisted.

Baitao rolled her eyes and called out sweetly, "Aunt Zhao."

"Eh."

Zhao Ji covered her mouth with a handkerchief and smiled, "You are still like this, the same as when you were a child, with a sweet mouth and a sweet mouth, but when you grow up, you are more open, and your skin is so good-looking, you must find a good man to marry as soon as possible. go."

Bai Tao giggled and said, "No, no matter how good-looking I am, I'm not as good-looking as you, Aunt Zhao."

This set of words was also taught to her by Brother Zheng, and it really worked for Zhao Ji.

Especially when she said such words with ignorant big eyes, it made the words more believable.

Zhao Ji touched her face and said happily, "Really?"

"Well, really." The white peach chick pecked at the rice.

Zhao Ji cast a reproachful look at her, "Be good, you are already in your mid-mature."

"Where is it? Aunt Zhao is in such a fancy age now."

"Fancy years..."

Zhao Ji murmured, looking at the young girl Fanghua with white peaches in full bloom in front of her, her heart was already getting drunk.

She is very clear that she has long missed such a time, in HD, in Zhao Palace continued to wither.

After returning to the Qin Palace, she began to burn her wax torch.

She is a young woman with infinite charm and just in her prime.

She is also a charming young woman in every way.

However, King Qin passed away, and his affection was extinguished everywhere in the dark palace of King Qin.

As the Empress Dowager Bingzheng, whom everyone should bow down to, she has a beautiful appearance, but locked in this bustling prison, she couldn't even help crying.

Zhao Ji is tired of all this, this endless struggle, this power struggle.

But she is just a woman, what can a woman do?

She became depressed, became sad, became full of resentment and had nothing to say.It was Lu Buwei, and only Lu Buwei could fulfill her girlish dream,

Zhao Ji stroked her face again, and Chuying asked Baitao tongue-in-cheek, "My good boy, you said that Aijia's face is pretty, so do you think--does he like a man?"

Baitao is not a man herself, so she can't answer.

But looking at the court ladies behind Aunt Zhao, most of them are mediocre or ugly, only Aunt Zhao is plump, exquisite and beautiful, who is extremely outstanding at first glance.

She said crisply: "Most men pay attention to appearance, if they don't like Aunt Zhao, who else do they like?"

Under the mottled shadows under the tree, Zhao Ji had a cheerful smile on her face, as if she was sailing into a sea of ​​evil, "My good boy, you are really sweet."

She took off a pair of red gold ring bead nine-turn exquisite bracelets, put them under Baitao's hands, and glanced at the palace of Empress Dowager Xia from the air.

"Don't go to worship, it's just a concubine, no matter how respected the status is, in the end, you are still a concubine, and if you go to worship, you will suffer for no reason and be disappointed. If you say that there are people in the palace who dare to gossip, you can say It's the Ai family's will, good boy, go back. Going outside the palace to play horses and go for a walk is better than staying inside the palace."

"Okay, Aunt Zhao."

The bracelet was shining, hard and heavy, Baitao got a good thing for nothing, so she bid farewell to Aunt Zhao obediently.

Aunt Zhao also smiled, her fingers curled up to press her hair on her temples, and she walked into the Palace of Empress Dowager Xia with her waist swayed like a willow branch in the wind.

After a group of people left in a mighty manner, the maids and servants beside Baitao dared to get up.

Rui'er took the heavy bracelet in her own hand, looked at the backs of Zhao Ji and her party, and said: "This empress dowager is really kind, and she is very kind to the young master. This pair of bracelets Even the national treasury can hardly get it out."

Baitao poked Rui'er's small round face with her fingertips, and pulled out a small white flower on her head, "What is the treasury? Have you seen it?"

Rui'er sniffed, "Aren't all the various things your majesty gave to the little master, the treasury?"

"."

It seems right.

Baitao threw the little white flower in her hand, "Let's go, since we don't have to go to mourning, let's go to find a horse gallery outside the palace, pick a few good BMW horses for a race, and make sure to win over those ignorant scholars from outside." .”

"But didn't your lord just lose his temper yesterday, and dragged you back, my lord, have you forgotten, my lord?"

Rui'er shrank her neck, a little afraid.

The foot Baitao stepped out of stopped in the air, "That's right, it makes sense, how about this, wait a few more days, and avoid the wind."

"Good!" Rui'er jumped, clapped her hands and laughed.

One master and one servant made a final decision in such a whisper, and after talking, they laughed together and walked back.

*
a few days later.

In the palace of Empress Dowager Zhao.

The guard at the secret door came in with a sheepskin scroll in his pocket, "Going back to the Empress Dowager, it's Xiangguo's reply. He told me that I don't have to wait for her at night."

Zhao Ji was dressed up, and when she heard this, the anticipation on her face became sticky.

The smile on her face didn't change, she pulled it like a piece of dead wood.

She really wanted to smile, facing Buwei's subordinates, she should also maintain her dignity as the queen mother of a country.

With her back to the guards, Zhao Ji wiped the tears from her face with her hands, looked at the carving on her head and said: "The Ai family knows, you can go down."

"Yes." The guard saluted and retreated.

"Wait a moment."

Zhao Ji stretched out her well-maintained jade hand, and picked up the sheepskin scroll in the guard's hand, "Even if you don't come, if you refuse, you have to show it to Aijia, how is Xiangguo recently?"

The guard lowered his head and did not dare to look at her: "Go back to the Empress Dowager, everything is fine, Mr. Xiangguo."

"Yes."

Looking at the handwriting written by Lu Buwei, Zhao Ji could only see a haze. She tried her best to see clearly, but she never thought that the slight choking in her throat would overflow first, "He used to be a businessman and traveled all over the world. He usually didn't know how to take care of himself. He is a rough guy, so he doesn't care that much. Now that he is such a big official, there should be many people to take care of him."

The guard's lips twitched a few times.

Zhao Ji put away the sheepskin roll, and smiled "puchi".

She shook the other hairpins on her temples, and the light became chaotic, "Remember to tell Xiangguo that Aijia will wait for him no matter how far away, for as long as possible, and Aijia will stop writing letters, for fear that he will laugh at Aijia again." Words are difficult to be elegant."

The guard lowered his head, "Yes, Empress Dowager."

"Okay, okay." Zhao Ji waved her hand, trying to maintain her posture, "You go back, remember to tell me, what Xiangguo says, you have to tell me."

The guards had already escaped from the secret door.

Zhao Ji's eyes were out of focus, but she smiled very charmingly, and said in a low voice, "Buwei, remember to tell me."

At this moment in the dead of night, this gorgeous dormitory seemed to be dead.

Zhao Ji removed the hairpin from her head familiarly, as if she had just finished singing as a singing girl in HD City when she was young.

It's just that there was no such good hairpin to wear at that time, even if there was one, Mama-san would take it away when the occasion passed.

Her first hairpin was given to her by Buwei.

Her slavery was also taken off by Buwei.

Her first man was still him.

Lu Buwei, it's Lu Buwei.

It was him, that was Lu Buwei who took her out of the sea of ​​suffering and gave her an infinite future.Even if he handed her over to someone else, she didn't resent him.

Zhao Ji held the grate and combed her beautiful hair, her mood gradually calmed down.

She looked at her shadowy face in the bronze mirror, put down the grate and said, "Nurse Sun, are you there? Go get a basin of water."

"Yes."

Grandma Sun, who was waiting outside, heard the summons, and quickly poured cold water into it.

Zhao Ji stood up and took a picture of herself in the water.

She caught a glimpse of the white hair in her hair, and that strand of white hair made her eyes almost bleed, "Ah——"

"This is me? How could this be me?!"

She broke down and screamed.

He hugged his head, kicked over the copper basin, the water flowed out, and the illusion weaved like a field was smashed to pieces.

With a sound of "哐——", the copper basin was buckled on the ground, making a sharp sound of scratching the eardrums.

"White hair, white hair, how can there be white hair!"

Zhao Ji heard that there seemed to be a wind blowing through her heart, sweeping away everything from her, leaving nothing behind.

She grabbed her hair and said anxiously, "Why do I have gray hair? Is it because I'm old? It's no wonder, no wonder, no wonder."

"It's no wonder that Wei didn't come to see me for two months. I thought he was busy with state affairs, and I was always making excuses for him in my heart."

"Waiting for tomorrow, waiting for today, can't wait for the end, can't look forward to the end, in fact, I am old, and he is tired of looking at it, ah!"

She frantically pulled her hair, the belt and the meat, "Why did God treat me like this? I wasted my best years, and I didn't even leave my sweetheart with the slightest appearance. Why, why! "

Seeing that the Empress Dowager had developed epilepsy again, Grandma Sun hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade her.

"The empress dowager's beauty is incomparable to anyone. It's just a strand of white hair, and it's nothing. Even weeds can produce something different, let alone the fur of your parents?"

All of Zhao Ji's strength seemed to be pushed back.

She sat on the icy ground with disheveled hair and looked at Nanny Sun who was in charge, trying to grab a straw.

"Really, then tell me, why, why doesn't he come to see me, every day, every day, I sit here and wait and wait, hope and hope, I look forward to him coming to see more its me."

Nanny Sun couldn't bear it: "Yes, the prime minister will come to see your mother."

Zhao Ji covered her face, tears flowed from her fingers, "You said that we are women, do you just whitewash the peace?"

Nanny Sun said hoarsely: "Your Majesty, it's getting late and your health is important, so go to bed early."

Zhao Ji couldn't help shivering, like fallen leaves on a tree branch in early winter.

"Nurse Sun, tell me, as a woman, if she doesn't have a man's love, is she still a woman? What's the use of me being a daughter?"

"The Empress Dowager."

"No, no, no. I want to find him, I want to ask him to understand, I want to ask him what and I want to say that I abandoned here."

"A queen mother of a country is a state, so what if the world is not tolerated, and the law is not tolerated!"

"The big deal is that I won't be the queen mother, and he won't be the prime minister!"

"We abandoned everything and became an ordinary couple. He played the Qin Zheng, and I sang the Zhao song. I was Fan Li and Xi Shi. When he first met me, he even praised me for my beautiful dance. He liked me, yes. Like mine."

Zhao Ji murmured, giving herself great hope.

She got up and ran towards the door of the palace, wanting to break free from this pervasive, deep palace with nowhere to escape.

Grandma Sun hurriedly stopped her: "My lady, my lady, men should not push too hard, otherwise it will be counterproductive!"

"Forcing him? Obviously he is forcing me, I want to issue an imperial edict, and I will announce to the whole world that he is my Zhao Ji's man."

Zhao Ji suddenly turned her head and said, "I hate endless waiting, I hate my dreams being crushed and shattered by him, I am the queen mother now, not that Zhao slave! So what if I marry him? Could it be that he dared not marry me!"

Grandma Sun's eyes widened, and she said in horror, "Your Majesty, you absolutely must not, Your Majesty, it's unheard of in the world for the Empress Dowager to marry Xiangguo!"

"Now I've heard of it!"

Grandma Sun plopped on her knees: "Mother, how can you let the state of Qin treat itself, and how the king will treat himself if you behave like this."

Zhao Ji hates laws and detests the eyes of the world, "That's right, he always uses the country and King Qin to prevaricate me. I, a woman, don't understand these important national affairs, but King Qin, King Qin is the kind that crawled out of my belly. Yes, I am his own mother, if I force the King of Qin to write a royal letter, he will not refuse to listen!"

"Boom--" "Boom--"

The rain outside was still falling, spraying like broken beads, spilling out the sky and the ground.

Kneeling behind, Grandma Sun saw Zhao Ji running out with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes.

She suddenly moved her body and chased after her, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Empress Dowager! Stop the Empress Dowager!"

　Zhao Ji: It was crazy to criticize the Queen Mother in ancient times.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)