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

"Master Gao, we're here."

"Thank you." Gao Hong got out of the car and saluted and thanked him.

Xiao Xuzi nodded secretly to the scholar in front of him.

Neither humble nor overbearing, there is a limit to advancing and retreating.

Even though he was dressed shabbily, his overall bearing was unparalleled by many members of the aristocratic families in the capital.

Gao Hong was led by him into the teahouse and passed through the bustling lobby.

The waiter leads the way, and behind the tea house there is a cave, a long corridor, a water pavilion, a rockery and a fish pond, and the storyteller's voice gradually becomes blurred.

Instead, there was the sound of water and wind, and the chirping of white butterflies and birds.

From this point of view, the squire's mansion and compound are not even comparable to the corners of this tea house.

The waiter led them to the bamboo house.

"You two gentlemen, this is where we are."

"You are of low status and cannot go up there. There are high-class servants waiting inside."

"If you don't have any instructions, I'll go back to the front hall to wait on you."

"Go." Xiao Xuzi took out a broken piece of silver and threw it to him.

The waiter left with a smile.

Gao Hong followed Xiao Xuzi up to the third floor, and after many twists and turns, he finally stopped in front of a door.

A wooden board was hung next to the door, with four words written in elegant cursive: Blue Bird Beyond the Clouds.

Little Xuzi knocked on the door six times, three long and three short, alternating between long and short.

Gao Hong secretly pulled at his robe. He didn't know if it was wrinkled along the way.

"Come in." A female voice came from inside.

Xiao Xuzi opened the door, and several figures were reflected on the dark bamboo and brocade screen.

Gao Hong held his breath nervously and walked in carefully.

Xiao Xuzi closed the door and stood guard at the door.

The room was quiet except for the sound of boiling water.

Gao Hong knelt down behind the screen and bowed down.

"Greetings to the Queen, Your Majesty is in good health."

"You are dressed like a scholar today, not like a horse slave."

There was a smile in the woman's voice, not teasing, but rather kind.

His breathing couldn't help but ease.

"Get up." "Thank you, empress."

Gao Hong lowered his eyes, thinking about how to say what he wanted.

But I heard the queen behind the screen ask in a normal tone.

"Can I have breakfast when Gao Xiucai comes?"

Gao Hong received the news last night and got up early this morning. He and Uncle Li stayed in the ruined temple and had nothing to eat.

Uncle Li was reluctant to spend money and always looked for food in the mountains.

When he went out, Uncle Li was preparing to cook pheasant.

"No." Gao Hong answered truthfully.

Zhe Sang was about to bring the boiling tea down from the small stove when the little maid moved very quickly.

Zhe Sang was helpless after being robbed of his life.

She looked at Shui Bo with a faint look, and Shui Bo responded with a bright smile.

This maid was thrust beside her by Gu Heng.

Chongqing went out and asked the waiter to bring some food, and told him to hurry up.

She enters the house with her front feet, and food is brought to her with her hind feet.

Xiao Xuzi put it away and went out to guard the door again.

Zhe Sang looked at the young man standing upright and said with a smile, "Let's have some snacks first to cushion our stomach."

Gao Hong was a little puzzled. The queen seemed very different from what he had heard.

When we first met, she was sitting on a horse with high spirits and was unattainable.

Now she was sitting behind the screen, her attitude gentle, friendly and easy-going.

Before entering Beijing, he thought about countless dignitaries, but he never thought that he would be able to meet the empress.

"Don't like it?"

Seeing him standing still, Zhe Sang asked.

"No, I'm just a little excited. Thank you for your gift."

As Gao Hong spoke, his throat felt dry.

Although he came from a poor family, he relied on his own abilities and never suffered much.

Until a few months ago, everything turned upside down overnight.

Traveling for months and months, he crossed countless high thresholds. Most of them had to stand until his legs were numb and sit until it was dark, and the nobles had no time to see him.

As for hunger, no one cared about it, not even myself.