The queen is charming, but powerful ministers lure her to seize power and usurp the throne

Chapter 123
It didn't snow in the early morning, but it was still cold to the bones.

The capital is the most prosperous place. The snow that fell on the roads last night has been cleared away. The shops on both sides are packed with people and shouts come and go.

The steamed bun shop seemed to be adding fuel to the fire.

"Here." Shui Po threw the broken silver into the boss's hand, turned around and strode towards the carriage nearby.

"Hey! That guest officer - I haven't asked you for any money yet!"

Shui Po lowered the car curtain, cutting off his voice.

The coachman pulled the reins, and the carriage headed towards the center of the street.

"Have a try, ma'am. I've tried all the bun shops in the capital, and this one is still the best."

Zhe Sang took it and laughed at her, "The delicacies in the palace are not as good as this?"

Shui Po took half a mouthful and puffed out his cheeks, "No comparison."

Zhe Sang looked at the buns in his hand. They were incomparable with the exquisiteness in the palace, but they were hot and fragrant and very appetizing.

No matter how much effort the palace spends, it can't get rid of the fireworks in the market.

Unfortunately, the next time I leave the palace will be next year.

Soon, the carriage stopped.

"Girl, there are too many people in front of us and we can't squeeze in." The coachman said.

Zhe Sang put on a cloak, a hood and a veil, and her appearance was covered. She looked like an ordinary young lady, with only a little maid, and she was not ostentatious.

"We'll just walk over."

Logically speaking, not many people go to restaurants in the early morning. Even the Southeast Restaurant only slowly becomes lively during lunch, but the front of the Northwest Restaurant is full of people.

"Isn't this Manager Liu? Isn't it cold to come so early?"

"Hey, you're still talking about me, Mazi, aren't you here too? Yesterday, when the mistress came back from the banquet, she assigned me to book a private room in the northwest building. Unexpectedly, I didn't go in until the lights were turned on and the door was closed, so the mistress scolded me. No, I don’t dare to sleep too much today, I’ll be here before dawn. Who would have thought that those bastards would have arrived earlier!”

"That's right! Half of the capital is stuck here, and even the poor and stingy people in the west of the city are here to join in the fun. The front is blocked, causing us to have a cold wind here."

"We ordinary people are so blessed that we only get a glimpse of the Holy Master from a distance. Now, by spending some money, we can eat the same food as the nobles in the palace. We have seen the world and are lucky. To be honest, When I went out, my family told me to buy some of the cheapest pastries for my kids to eat. Maybe I could get a little extravagant and I wouldn't have to wait for someone to send me around like us."

The original target customers of the Northwest Building were the people who went to Southeast Zhai, but now all ordinary people blocked the door. This was something Zhe Sang did not expect.

Naturally, business does not have to worry about the crowds. Right now, the Northwest Tower is the only lively place in the capital, but it is not a good thing at all.

There are many hidden dangers.

You couldn't get in through the front door, and the people were blocking it tightly, for fear that someone from behind would get in and make you have to wait even longer.

Zhe Sang and his wife entered from the back door of the alley next to them and walked for a short distance. The long corridor was filled with flowing water and the road paved with bluestone slabs was full of poetry. However, it was a little slippery due to the humidity in winter.

Zhe Sang could only walk more carefully.

A group of high-spirited scholars came towards them, Zhe Sang lowered his head and stepped aside.

Behind him were several transplanted red plum trees. Suddenly the wind picked up and the red plum trees rustled down.

The mulberry tree stands under the tree, the white clothes are better than the snow sarong noodles, the temperament is noble, the red plums fall all over the body, the most casual, the beauty is picturesque.

The scholars who had been talking eloquently just now suddenly silenced, and all looked sideways, with fascinated eyes.

Zhe Sang felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by them and turned slightly to the side.

The leading scholar came over, fanned himself a lot, and asked, "May I ask the lady's name? I am a layman of Lin Pavilion. I wonder if I can invite the lady to visit."

Zhe Sang couldn't bear to take a closer look, he just thought it was funny. Whoever is a good person would fan his fan in the middle of winter. He must be stupid.

You don't think you are playing the role of a talented man and a beautiful lady when you are in front of flowers and under the moon, right?

Zhe Sang only felt offended by his behavior.

Shui Po stood in front of Zhe Sang, placed his hands on his hips and scolded fiercely: "What are you looking at!"

What a joke, these are people from her former employer, what do they mean by staring at her like this?I don't know how to restrain myself at all.

The scholar was treated so harshly by Shui Po, and all the classmates behind him looked at him. They felt that they had been humiliated, and their faces turned red with embarrassment. "You maid, you are so arrogant, and your young lady didn't say anything!"

He seemed very confident in himself and felt that as long as Zhe Sang spoke, it would definitely not be a rejection.

Shui Po looked at his weak little body, sneered, and rolled up his sleeves.

"If you want to leave, just leave! If you dare to stare again, I'll dig out your eyes!"

"You!" The scholar was angry and angry at being threatened like this by a maid.

"What are you doing? Get out of here!"

"You are a well-mannered young man, but you are saying evil things. You really made a mistake. You have such a good appearance, but your conduct is so bad!"

Zhe Sang didn't expect to meet such a person so early in the morning.

If you don't succeed in striking up a conversation, it's really shameless to slap him down.

"What's the noise about?" came a cold voice, not angry but confident.

Everyone looked and saw that it was Prime Minister Gu.

The scholar immediately bent down and greeted him with a smile, "Good morning, Prime Minister, I am so lucky to meet you here."

Gu Heng walked directly to Zhe Sang without even looking at him.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, why don't you go up?" He whispered to Zhe Sang.

Zhe Sang looked at his face and felt his eyes felt better.

Shui Po took the opportunity to complain, "It's not just some people who don't look good and have no abilities, but they have a lot of thoughts and block the road."

Gu Hengxian looked at the group of people and the scholar was so frightened that he knelt down.

"Sir, this, this is a misunderstanding"

Gu Heng was very tall, standing in front of her like a wall, and Zhe Sang felt inexplicably at ease.

It seemed like he was standing here just to protect her and support her.

Zhe Sang stretched out his hand and tugged on his sleeve, "He said my conduct was bad, but I clearly didn't do anything."

Her voice was very small and a little aggrieved, and Gu Heng's heart suddenly softened.

This was the first time she complained to anyone about her grievances.

In fact, Zhe Sang looked at the scholar as if he were a fool and didn't take his words to heart.

But when Gu Heng came, she felt a little aggrieved for no reason.

Is this what it feels like to have someone supporting you?

Gu Heng walked towards the scholar, "Is he of bad conduct?"

His tone was extremely calm, but the scholar was trembling all over and trying to quibble, "Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings!"

Gu Heng said nothing and kicked the person over.

"Come here, take it down. Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, we'll find out after a trial."

Shui Po's eyes were sympathetic. The interrogation of his former employer was not something that ordinary people could bear. It would have been better if he had listened to her and gotten out of here. He really deserved it!

"Sir! Xiaosheng is just a scholar! How can your lord -"

Before he could finish his words, two guards covered his mouth and dragged him down.

Zhe Sang finally left the palace once. Gu Heng didn't want to waste time with this group of people, so he directly took her hand and left.

His hands are warm.

The red lips under the veil are slightly curved.

(End of this chapter)