I can't die!I haven't ruled the world yet!

Chapter 213 The road ahead is difficult, Your Majesty, please be careful

Influenced by Yue He, Rong Cen felt that the lively atmosphere of Yingying Yanyan around him was valuable.

Therefore, she would go to the harem to sit for a while from time to time, mostly to Changle Palace to watch Jiang Ting and others doing various tricks. They did it to kill time, and Rong Cen did it to get a short period of physical and mental relaxation.

The self-proclaimed empress should have dismissed the harem. After all, she was a daughter, and it was outrageous to have a daughter from a hundred families. Although she really had no idea, the people in the world saw it, so she had to be a man to be accepted by the world, right?

But Rong Cen obviously underestimated the tolerance of the civilized people. They didn't care that she had many wives, and even the officials who had daughters in the harem didn't criticize her.

Who dares? If their daughters like it, let them stay in the lonely palace and become resentful wives! What else could happen? Is it not possible to take back your daughter and then send your son to serve the empress?
Don't even think about it!

Isn’t this picking up the sesame seeds and losing the watermelon? A daughter is just a tool to be pampered, but a son is the future of the family!

They were frightened at the thought that their son, whom they had carefully cultivated, might face the possibility of being drafted by the empress.

As a result, in the past year, countless young men from aristocratic families have been engaged one after another, and young men of marriageable age in the capital, as young as eleven or twelve years old, have proposed marriage contracts. Even a bachelor in his late twenties, fearing that he would be targeted, quickly married his wife!

Almost no one thinks Empress Shang is good, because the Empress sits in the harem just like the emperor. Which man can accept that he revolves around women and spends the rest of his life fighting with other men in those acres of land?
Yes, they always look down on women.

Although the empress's personal experience proves that women can also make a difference, but besides Rong Cen, which other woman can be as knowledgeable and courageous as her?
No one has thought that it is because they do not educate their daughter and only teach her the three obediences and four virtues of being a wife, which leads to the shallow vision of women.

Maybe they knew it well, but they kept silent and pretended not to know.

First, no one can admit their mistakes frankly, not to mention that they are not aware of the mistake at all, and even if they are aware of it, they will not think it is a mistake.

Second, they are used to looking down at women and dominating them. If women were enlightened and climbed on top of them, wouldn't it be chaos?
In short, the empress' harem seemed to be invisible and ignored by the whole world.

At the same time, the whole world also wished that Jiang Yun and the empress would be tied to each other, and they would be together forever!

Rong Cen had no opinion on this. She had an indifferent attitude, while Jiang Yun was overjoyed. Who knows the joy of being addicted to CP? !
Jiang Ting understands!
In Changle Palace, several people formed a game to play Pai Gow. The empress came in halfway, followed by the leisurely fifth prince of Nanxun.

As soon as Rong Cen arrived, she lay down on the rocking chair by the window. The gauze curtain flew up due to the wind and the scorching sun shined on her. Jiang Yun sat back and held an umbrella for her to shade her from the sun.

The former turned his head to avoid it, frowned and complained: "Jiang Qixi, you are not tall enough to hold an umbrella in the house!"

The latter raised his hand and touched his head, "You have already reached my chin, which is just the right position. How much taller do you want to grow?"

The two occasionally laughed and joked, and exchanged a few words with each other. More often, one was blocking out external interference and focusing on reviewing the memorial, while the other was watching the review unabashedly with strong emotions in his eyes.

Jiang Yun is quiet, but extremely restless.

Occasionally, he would hold her left hand and knead it carefully with his well-joined fingers, twisting through each joint, caressing all the veins in the palm, and then following the cyan blood vessels to the pulse point on the wrist. Feeling her steady and tenacious life, he and her She clasped her fingers tightly.

Sometimes he would play with her hairpin, and with a gentle pull, all the three thousand black hair would fall away. He was busy with his hands, and with slow and gentle movements, he would pull up the ridiculous bun for her.

The afternoon breeze was not dry, the time was just right, Rong Cen had fallen asleep quietly, the memorial was covered on his face, and the ink brush rolled off the floor tiles.

Jiang Yun, on the other hand, looked at her quietly, as if he was guarding a treasure.

Jiang Ting pinched her thigh hard to hold back from screaming and breaking the beautiful silence.

Today she has lost five games in a row, but she won't be upset even if she loses another ten games. Her spirit is satisfied, and winning or losing is relatively unimportant.

Jiang Ting's heart went crazy: "It's so sweet and spicy! My daughter-in-law and son-in-law are truly a fairy!"
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In late autumn, Rong Cen dressed up and went to the outskirts of Beijing to pay homage to Gan Rushu.

The Kyoto cemetery has a unified plan, and all the deceased are buried in Shengzhou Cemetery.

When we arrived at Gan Rushu's tomb, there were offerings of melons, fruits and pastries.

Ruan Heng should have been here.

Speaking of which, Gan Rushu's death really had a great impact on Prince Ruan.

Rong Cen's impression of him was still at the beginning.

Ruan Heng and Wen Renxu have been friends since childhood. Wen Renxu, a playboy in Kyoto, was the first, and he was the second.

People say that extravagance and enjoyment are silly and sweet.

A year passed, and she was so busy that she forgot about it, and she never even bothered to say something like this.

That's why I came here today.

But Rong Cen didn't expect that Ruan Heng knew she was coming and actually arrived half an hour early.

Why avoid her?

Rong Cen offered a few sticks of incense to Gan Ru and said, "I have changed the ending, have you seen it? Dayin is very, very good now. In a few years, I will be able to dominate the world. Just wait, the prosperous age is gone." Far."

She stood quietly for a moment, her sleeves fluttering due to the wind. She hoped that the wind would bring her longing to Gan Rushu.

In fact, Rong Cen felt that Gan Rushu did not die, but that Dayin's body she borrowed died. Gan Rushu's soul must have returned to her own world, and perhaps she was reading the exciting plot of the book in another world at this moment.

Burial is to let the deceased rest in peace, and Ruan Heng insists on engraving the name "Gan Ru Xu" on the tombstone.

Rong Cen originally thought that Gan Ruxu was not really dead, so the implication of carving a monument for nothing was not good, but then he thought about it, it was just a pen name, so it shouldn't matter.

Just as he was thinking about it, a male voice came from behind him.

"Your Majesty, please do not take this lightly."

Turning around and looking, it was Ruan Heng who had returned. He was holding a container larger than a teapot in one hand and a basket in the other. In the basket were bamboo tubes cut into single sections and stacks of oil paper packages.

I saw him placing everything in front of the tomb, taking out the bamboo tube, and pouring out the liquid in the container, which was only five minutes full. At the bottom of the basket was a plate of dried fruit preserves. He picked a little of each and put them into the bamboo tube.

When I opened the oil paper package, a strong aroma of burnt meat spread out, and the dogwood masked the meaty smell. Ruan Heng selected two more vegetable leaves and wrapped them.

Two novel offerings were placed, and Rong Cen looked strange.

"This is such a favorite food. It comes from her hometown. It is said that her hometown is peaceful and stable. Your Majesty has been there before. Can you tell me what kind of wonderful world it is there?"

Ruan Heng came back from the southern border and received a false post. He didn't have to do anything, so he called himself a minister. It was also a statement that he supported the empress. Under Rong Cen's rule, Dayin became more and more like the prosperous age that Gan Rushu said.

After Rong Cen briefly described it to him, he got straight to the point: "Gan Ru promised me to bring you a sentence. I forgot it in my busy schedule before, but I suddenly remembered it today. Gan Ru promised -"

"Thank you, A Ruan."

Ruan Heng's expression changed from expectation to confusion, mixed with the sadness of disappointment and failure, and soon turned to relief.

But how can we really feel relieved?
That's so sweet.

"In the twenty-fifth year of God's blessing, on June 26, it was the second day of mourning for the former emperor and the first day of the new emperor's ascension to the throne. However, the monarch was languid and had not come to court early. At the time of Mao, I and Yan Xiao received an urgent call and were summoned by the regent. We were ordered to go to the palace together to accompany the Holy Master for enlightenment."

"A quarter of an hour later, the two ministers came to the Longzhang Palace to meet. His Majesty was holding a simple and thick book, his eyes were blank, and he was looking ahead. At that time, Yan Xiao was not as meticulous as he is now, and he didn't notice anything unusual. There was something fishy in my heart. Press Unlisted.”

"After that, I went to the palace as a routine every day, and gradually I could say a few words to His Majesty, and then I got to know him. I knew that she was not His Majesty, but a ghost from another world. I also knew that the entire Huaxi Continent was fabricated by her. I was shocked when I first heard the story, but she could accurately tell everyone’s unknown secrets and predict the future.” Ruan Heng remembered every detail of her acquaintance with Gan Rushu, and he immediately recognized Gan Rushu’s subsequent time travels. No matter what her purpose is or what she has in mind, he will voluntarily help her.

"My grandfather Ruan Sheng was the only king with a different surname in the dynasty. My father died young and did not inherit the title, so I was named the crown prince of Prince Qi. Because my grandfather placed high hopes on me, I was given a Confucian reputation. However, I was ignorant and idle, and was ignored by all the children of Kyoto. She joked, "There is a Ruan Ruyu in Shengzhou, and he has a beautiful face like jade in the book." Only in this way, she never disliked the minister at all. She said, "Thirty years to the east of Hedong and thirty years to the west of Hexi. One day you will be elegant and elegant, and you will be famous in ancient and modern times!" "

"I should thank her."

Ruan Heng stared deeply at the inscription, "I have made an appointment with you for the second half of the year. I have been waiting for too long, but she has not returned yet. I wonder if she has been distracted by the magnificent scenery of the world and refuses to return."

"My grandfather is riding Hexi to the west. I have no worries in Kyoto, so I want to resign and go to find her."

"Such an ending that cannot be changed despite all your efforts. Your Majesty is slowly changing, but the road ahead is difficult. I hope your Majesty will be careful."

"The mountains are high and the roads are far away. See you again if we are destined!"

The last sentence was spoken to Rong Yunqi, an old friend from the past.

Although she is a girl, the friendship that lasted more than ten years did not change just by chance.
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Rong Cen turned to Changle Palace with a heavy heart.

Every time she goes there, Jiang Ting is the most enthusiastic person, and today is no exception.

But the other party looked around and stared behind her for a long time. When she saw that someone didn't follow her, she stopped smiling so eagerly.

"Jiang Qixi has returned to Nanxun."

"Ok."

Jiang Tingyan sat down in disbelief, resting her chin on her hand, looking at Rong Cen boredly, looking uninterested.

In the past, just watching the female goose made her extremely happy, but after tasting the joy of taking CP, the one-man show became unattractive. Especially for a pure love but full of tension CP like the daughter-in-law and son-in-law, the plain interactions trigger wonderful reactions, which is unconventional and suits her very well.

Rong Cen didn't say anything, and took out a book of ancient history from the bookstore to read.

Instead, Tang Yu clicked his tongue twice: "A fickle woman."

Jiang Ting changed the subject: "Where is Sisi? This wild child is running around the palace day by day."

"It seems that she has received the letter." He Chun bit the gold and said vaguely: "She recently made a pen pal, and she writes letters every day. She writes very diligently."

Xu Jing added on her behalf: "I usually ask her to practice calligraphy but she doesn't take it so seriously."

The alarm bells rang loudly in Jiang Ting's head, and she subconsciously felt something bad, "Could it be puppy love?"

He asked a few more questions: "Who is that person? Male or female? Do you know what they were talking about?"

It can be said that it broke the old mother's heart.

Xu Jing congratulated everyone on the Spring Festival and Tang Dynasty all shook their heads.

She turned her attention to the lazy Concubine Yu, who stretched leisurely and said, "It doesn't look like it."

This tone of knowing the inside story attracted everyone's attention.

"Sisi told you this or have you seen it?"

"Guess."

As always, cherish words like gold.

Jiang Ting had no hope of getting information from Yu Han. She took out a piece of gold from her pocket, placed it in front of He Chun, and asked directly: "Where is the letter?"

He Chun's eyes gleamed, so he told the truth.

Jiang Ting walked into the small kitchen aggressively, walked to the rice vat, reached out and dug for a long time, and took out a stack of yellowed letters.

Shake it and unfold it.

"Don't peek into the children's privacy." Tang Yu said this, but walked over honestly and looked at them together.

He Chun bit the gold ingot and moved his head forward.

Xu Jing hesitated for a moment, then finally succumbed to her burning heart of gossip and silently stood behind them to watch.

"Empress?!"

Four furry heads and eight pairs of eyes scanned the first page at a glance, with shocked faces on all sides.

Rong Cen heard the news and went over with a questioning look on his face.

But it was an insidious man who appeared out of nowhere and wanted to deal with Rong Cen. He felt that Zuo Sisi next to her was young and easy to attack, so he made pen pals with the little girl.

The black-hearted wolf tried to pretend to be Little Red Riding Hood, but their baby Sisi saw through it at a glance, and denounced him verbally and writing.

Rong Cen recalled it, and it seemed that such a thing was indeed the case.

At that time, she thought that Zuo Sisi's correspondence with strange men was because she was in love and couldn't extricate herself, and she warned her many times.

"Words can be deceiving. Add your personal unilateral imagination and embellishment, and it is easy to make misjudgments. Pure words are stereotyped, one-sided and even abstract. Only by meeting can you see more and be realistic. people."

"The depth of writing lies in its one-sidedness. When you see a more three-dimensional and multi-faceted entity, its shortcomings will be exposed in front of you. Because words have infinite space for imagination."

Unexpectedly, Zuo Sisi discredited herself because of that pen pal.

When she turned to the last page, the little girl scolded her directly: "Do you want to eat fried cakes?"

She learned this joke from Jiang Ting Tang Yu. After all, he came from another world. The other party obviously didn't understand the meaning. To get close, he recommended several delicious pancake shops in Kyoto to her.

Zuo Sisi, a foodie, was really attracted to it.

Look at the latest conversation, it was the bitch man who encouraged the little girl to leave the palace with words and arranged to meet at a certain time and place. He took her to eat fried cakes all over Shengzhou.

Jiang Ting's heart was filled with confusion.

"Did this man eat too much pancakes, or is he really mentally ill? Underage girl, how dare he?"

Tang Yu patted her shoulder and said, "Zhanmei, I need to remind you that she is fourteen years old. In this world, she can get married and be the mother of a child."

Jiang Ting rolled his eyes, and instead of playing along with her, he began to ask Rong Cen for help, "Empress, don't you want to take care of this?"

"I'll let Xiao Lian deal with the Lu family's people."

Although Rong Cen's tone was calm, he held the power of life and death in his hands, and he was not angry and assertive.

(End of this chapter)