The Eunuch’s Consort Rules the World

Chongming first year

beginning of autumn

Yi'an bed, sacrifices, marriages, avoid traveling, sowing, and digging into the soil. 00 novels

In the quiet and deep house, a dim yellow white paper flying palace lantern burned with a dark yellow light, swaying in the wind, exuding a strange breath.

The little palace lady sitting by the door watching the night, a small open fire stove in front of her knee, exuding the only warmth, the little palace lady's head was dozing off little by little.

In the quiet night, suddenly there were some strange changes.

"Go away...no...don't...don't...get off!"

"Dang!"

The sound of broken porcelain in the night is unusually harsh, but it can't compare with the sharpness of the woman's voice and the piercing sorrow of the people's heart.

The little palace lady woke up instantly, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and immediately stretched out her hand to push open the door that was in front of her, but the next moment, she seemed to remember something, and her hand on the door stagnated. .

She thought of Xiao Cui who was on the night last month, because she had entered the master's door, and now she didn't know where she was transferred, and she didn't hear a word.

Every year in this palace someone disappears silently. She doesn’t want to be the one that disappears. She wants to be a person like the master of the door. That is all the palace ladies are most likely to become the emperor’s women, except for the emperor’s woman. The way.

So she stopped, poured a cup of tea, and stood at the door respectfully and said: "My lord, Feixia made hot tea. The weather is dry in the autumn. Please moisten my throat."

Then she reached out and opened a small carved door carved on the door, put the tea in the door, and then sat back respectfully to her seat.

There was no sound inside the door, Feixia was a little lost, but she adjusted herself quickly, she raised her face and looked at the night, gathered her cloak, and secretly comforted herself——

At least, he shouldn't disappear right now.

Just when Feixia Naoguazi was leaning on her hand on her knees, preparing to enter her sleepy dreamland again, a woman's dumb and cool voice came from the door: "Well, very good."

The sound was very close, as if it appeared silently behind her head, making Feixia almost frightened to roll down the steps, but the next second, Feixia thought she was dreaming, as if she had never heard that sound. .

After a daze for a while, she didn't know what she was thinking of, and then immediately got up, respectfully knocked her head on the ground, and then continued to sit back on her seat, fanning a small fan in front of the fire, and then it went out. The flames reflected her excited eyes.

Everyone knows that the adult inside has eyes above the top, and he never boasted easily.

Does that mean that one's own path is better?

Feixia thought silently.

"Password!"

Not far from the palace gate, there was a neatly swaying row of slender figures, and the guard was leading Yulinwei to change defenses at night.

The angry wind lanterns in their hands swayed, reflecting the stern faces of the guards. The young guards headed by the guard raised his eyes and glanced at this side. The handsome face looked a little fuzzy because of the dim light source and the distance, but it was enough to make Feixia. Glancing at his delicate face, although it looks very young, the light in those eyes makes one's heart sinking. It is sharp and deep that does not match his face.

The moment Feixia and him looked at each other, her heart suddenly moved, she lowered her head shyly, and looked at the small stove in front of her and the small silver pot with smoke on the stove.

The neat footsteps went away, and the night returned to silence.

Feixia mustered up the courage, and couldn't help but raise her head again, there was no one outside the palace gate at that end.

Every time the defense was changed, the place was outside the palace gate, and the young guard changed defense.

Feixia sighed somewhat disappointed, rubbed her hands, smiled bitterly, ah, what is she thinking?

Only twenty-five palace ladies can be released to marry, and she enters the palace to earn a good job, to be a ancestor, not to marry.

Just like the one in the big house behind...

One day, she will also have her own house, her own lady of the night.

It’s just that Feixia doesn’t know that there is something in this world called a besieged city.

This kind of thing, people who enter want to escape, but people outside want to go in frantically.

Or it's like a nightmare, a resplendent nightmare.

Just as she didn't know, there was an eye in the dark door looking at her, with dark pupils and scarlet blood in the white eyes, looking at her quietly, with exceptional concentration.

If she looked back at this time, she would really be scared to death by such an eye in the darkness on such a night.

But she didn't look back. She sat in front of the door religiously, burning her stove. At that moment, she felt that the stove was like her bright future.

The eye was closed, a soft sigh, and disappeared into the darkness.

A white shadow drifted away from behind the little palace lady in front of the door, and then sat in front of a bread-carved silver Western mercury mirror.

Such a mercury mirror comes from a country far away in the Western Ocean, because the mirror is fragile, especially a full-length mirror of this size, which is very rare. There is only one side in the entire palace. It was rewarded by Emperor Xianzhen Ming, because of such a reward. At that time, she almost became the most envious and most suspicious and hated object in the palace.

The pale moonlight fell on the mirror, a faint haze of light was cast, and a pale and tired face was reflected in it.

This face looked young, like a delicate woman in her twenties, but her eyes were quiet and tired like an ancient well.

She reached out to touch her face in the mirror and smiled.

I finally got used to this face, and I won't wake up suddenly in the middle of the night, and see an unfamiliar face suddenly appear in the mirror.

The faint fire light outside the door was reflected in the mirror, and it was the little palace lady who was burning the stove.

It was a pure girl like she was many years ago, or at that time she was purer, she had no idea of ​​getting ahead at all, because for her at that time, she didn't need to stretch her legs and let her unfamiliar one by one. The man who gallops on himself is already the best hope in the world.

When she grew up in a military prostitute camp, she had seen too many young girls like her, and she could not even survive the first night of picking up guests.

Because of this purity, she was selected by Mother Bai from many people to accompany the girl.

She finally had clean clothes and clean food, so she didn’t have to worry about being caressed by soldiers who came out of her mother’s dark, damp and dirty room while serving her mother, and her mother asked her to obey this filthy thing. Things, until the man has the intention of trying to go further, will he be stopped by his mother or the old bustard.

Because her first night was sold at a better price, and the soldiers were not very rich, so she could be sold to at least two or three soldiers on the first night. Everyone paid a little bit of money, and it was enough. To get a clean girl, there are still soldiers willing to do this.

If you are lucky, maybe a small officer who is unwilling to share it with others will buy her.

She didn't dare to escape, because the military prostitutes camp were the wives and daughters of criminals, and they were strictly guarded. It was also the only place for soldiers to vent. If she escaped and was arrested, she would end up in a more miserable situation than she would pick up guests obediently, so she thought about it. , Hang himself on the door before the day he was sold.

She even prepared a white cloth, a very clean white cloth, and she secretly embroidered a small print on it.

That is the emblem of the mother's family.

When her mother was drunk, instead of hitting her, she liked to lie on a dirty bed, babbling that she was born in a big family when she was young, and her father was originally a general under the military and horse marshal of the Tian Dynasty. She is a daughter of a direct daughter. Be beloved, the golden hairpin is splendid and jasper, and enjoy endless bird's nest pearl powder.

What's more, she decided how to get married, which was the envy of many aristocratic girls, and she was only waiting to marry as the grandmother of the big clan, and she would live a lifetime of glory.

But I didn't want to have a sudden disaster in the month before I was married, and my husband did not dare to marry and hurriedly retired. From then on, she fell into the mud from the peony branch, and withered all her life.

But the mother can't forget the honor engraved in the bones and blood, after the big clan, after the gate!

Every time my mother gets drunk, she will stare at her with a stern look.

Tell her that she is different, but then the mother stared at her and laughed miserably, sternly and ridiculed, disgusted and angry.

But she won't hit her if she doesn't go well as usual.

Of course she knew why her mother laughed, because she was indeed different. Half of her body was filled with the blood of the nobleman, and half was the dirty blood of a man who didn't know where it came from. It was an accident. The mother had not given up her son. The accident after the medicine.

Even if she was reduced to the status of a military prostitute, the pride of the nobility and generals in her mother's body was even more unforgettable, so she was a shame to her mother.

She didn't know if there was such a strange pride in her own bones, but she knew that before the night she was sold, she would hang herself.

But this kind of life came to a halt after I met Mother Bai.

Not only did she have clean clothes, clean accommodation, clean water, and even some not expensive but exquisite jewelry, and she also had her first savings—monthly money.

She was a little at a loss, she suddenly came from the poor mountains and rivers to the prosperous world, which is simply unimaginable in this life.

The tall portal, the eaves and the arches, the glazed blue tiles, the delicate flower branches, and the fragrant powder. This is the world that exists in the mouth of the mother and exists in the dream.

The girl who is her master is said to be a hot and famous lady in the capital recently. She is a princess, and her status is quite noble.

That was someone she had never imagined to meet.

When she first saw the girl, she felt that she was different from other girls.

Mother Bai has trained them for a long time, and she has seen what other ladies in the capital look like.

Those girls are soft and gentle, with delicate eyebrows, youthful beauty and pure beauty. There are all kinds of calculation thoughts that are hidden in the big family, the women in the deep house compound.

The girl's eyes also have calculations, but the look is completely different, even if she has a bright face like an ordinary aristocratic lady, she has a gentle conversation and a graceful posture.

But the girl's eyes are different from those of other girls, or different from all the girls in the boudoir compound.

She has seen the princess's sister, Xiliangxian, who is a powerful girl. Even if she looks dignified and feminine, she is also a powerful character. There is also the second wife, Han, not to mention.

But the look in her master, the girl's eyes, is not what a woman can have.

Quite different.

Later, she met the senior officials next to the girl, including the most terrifying existence in the legend that ordinary people would not even dare to mention casually-nine thousand years old.

She finally understood that the girl’s eyes can only be possessed by men, or they are the eyes of a man with deep thoughts, accustomed to seeing the world, and a man who holds a position of authority — sensitive, sharp, deep, ambitious, and Kill the fruit.

Abandon the world, and use the world.

The ordinary secular law of restraining women does not exist in her eyes. She uses a man's vision to make some fatal choices.

The so-called inner house and even the layout of the harem were too small for the girl.

I witnessed this many times in the long and turbulent life that followed.

I don't even know how that teenage girl would have the eyes of a dozen-year-old man.

But what is peculiar is that there is a peculiar kind of compassion and tenderness on the girl, or something very feminine. For example, she is very cruel to her enemies, but very good to her. It is not the superiors to the slaves. Good, that's very deliberate, every time she looks at you, you will feel that she is looking at you very intently, it's just you, not a slave or a subordinate.

That made everyone who talked to her feel very comfortable. At that time, she didn't know why. Later, after a long time, she also had subordinates. She finally understood that that kind of comfort came from being respected.

This is a very peculiar trait. Not only did it not hinder the girl's pace, but it also allowed her to get the greatest help that no one else would even dare to think about, let alone get the greatest help.

The girl got the man who is generally taboo-nine thousand years old.

Later, she learned that the girl’s life situation was not much better than her, but the beginning of everything today was to **** her youthful self as a plaything to the master above the blue clouds and among the nine serenities. .

She didn't feel that this was a loss of morality, a corrupted reputation, or a loss of ethics.

The secularity of this era cannot restrain her.

Many people want to sell themselves to that person, but in the end they will end up in a different place, or become a more miserable situation than before.

The superiors have never had any long-term patience.

However, the girl succeeded.

At that time, the girl was only fourteen years old.

As close ones, they felt that the girl sacrificed a lot, but the facts proved that the truth is in the hands of a few people.

This is a word she heard the girl say by accident.

I didn't understand it at first, but only after time flies, did I understand, it turns out—that's it.

The girl is a hunter. She used herself to make a set. She didn't know what she could get in the set, but she cleverly used everything she could use.

Including her wisdom, body and sincerity.

Then, a big victory.

Strategy is a dangerous and changeable chess game.

The young girl seemed to suddenly reveal the perfect talent of a power wielder when she was fourteen years old.

Usually the men who can participate in this period are men with heavy powers. The history books record their great achievements, successes and failures.

This girl always knows what she wants, what she can get, and what she doesn't need and cannot contaminate.

In addition to talents and abilities, everyone has another thing called emotion, which will dominate people's destiny.

Just like her, she does not have the detached vision of a girl, nor the decisiveness of a girl.

However, she is dominated by her own emotions and has come to where she is today.

...

The night gradually dissipated, and the sky was white.

The mercury mirror enveloped a faint mist.

A pale hand lightly touched the mirror surface and swiped it a few times to make the mirror surface a little clearer. A pair of cool eyes and a bloodless face were seen.

She looked at the woman in the mirror and smiled softly.

At the point where she is now, she-does not regret it.

Even if you give up to get happiness, it is a kind of illusory mirror, and after that night five years ago, she has already chosen to give up.

Its daybreak.

Outside the door came the sound of people coming and going.

A middle-aged woman resounded respectfully outside the door: "Master Zhuoyu, are you up? It's time for the Shang Dynasty."

She paused, got up in front of the mirror, and said calmly: "Well, it's up."

——Lao Tzu is the dividing line of strange writing method——

Autumn water

Misty white dew

In autumn, these scenery are always the most beautiful.

The most beautiful scenery in the Imperial Garden in autumn is near the White Pagoda. It is beautiful to watch the mountains and the water.

He watched quietly under a tree, and he saw a familiar slender figure leading a group of people approaching. In front of him were two dolls with pink makeup and jade-shaped makeup that looked exactly the same, followed by one who looked like The very fierce big dog ran behind his ass, smiling.

The slender woman looked at the two little dolls, and there was a gentle look on her tender face. This look was especially bright in the sun, which made people heart-stirring.

The woman led the people to sit down in the pavilion near the White Tower, let the little dolls play, and sat in the pavilion by herself.

The court ladies around each arranged exquisite snacks and tea.

He thought for a while and walked over.

When he appeared, the ladies of the palace were stunned. After all, a guard officer suddenly appeared in a place where the harem was full of women, which was not so common.

But the woman was not surprised. She even waved her hand to keep people around her away, and then greeted him: "Sit down."

He nodded and smiled: "Madam."

Xi Liang Mo looked at him and smiled faintly: "Xiao Lu, took turns last night. I got up early this morning. If you want to come, you don't need to be earlier, but you need to use a little bit."

Lu Mei shook her head: "Thank you, Madam, the subordinates are not hungry."

Xiliang Mo didn't force it, so he squeezed a soft glutinous rice osmanthus powder sugar dumpling and ate it. The clear glutinous rice dumpling set off her hand, but her fingers appeared delicate and white.

Her skin is a kind of skin with no pores visible at all. It is extremely soft and fair, just like a baby.

Lu Mei knew that it was the effect of ghost lotus peeling and washing marrow. A man-made accident a few years ago caused the wife to burn on her body, so the master did not hesitate to use the rare life-saving ghost lotus for her.

Lu Mei looked at her hand in a daze. He didn't know if he had ever had the opportunity to show such generosity to the person he wanted.

Xi Liang Mo looked at him, only smiled, and ate the glutinous rice dumplings in her hands slowly.

Lu Mei sighed suddenly: "I don't want to give up. I have used all the methods I can use. I even tried the stupidest appearance of Mei Qi, but it didn't work."

This time, he did not use the term subordinate.

Xiliang Mo held up a cup of tea, and raised the corners of her lips slightly: "It's not up to you to decide. This matter requires at least two people to make a decision."

Lu Mei nodded: "I know, but I don't want to give up, so I came to see Madam."

Xi Liang Mo looked at him, still smiling: "You should know that I will not force you to do anything, including marriage, just like I will not force you to marry Madam He."

Lu Mei's expression was a little weird, and she sighed again: "Madam, this metaphor will make grandma angry. You should know what I mean for Bai Yu."

Xi Liang Mo looked at him and raised his eyebrows: "Why do you think I know? What's more, even if she knows it, she still accepts it or not."

Hearing this, Lu Mei looked at Xi Liang Mo, and a gloomy color flashed on her young and delicate face: "Madam, don't you know why Yuer left in the first place?"

There is already a grievance that cannot be concealed in these words. I don’t know why Bai Yu left in the past. He can be silent. Everything is speculation. But a year ago, Bai Yu suddenly appeared in Xidi’s palace and became one of the impetus for everything. Key chess pieces.

No one can guess why she is here.

He is a member of the Enchantment Department. He cannot and will not resent his master for this reason, because he understands better than anyone in this world that some people in this world are destined to have the ability and charm to make people sacrifice for him (her). , Has nothing to do with money power, but just a peculiar inexplicable emotion, which is called-faith.

He just followed two such people, so he can understand what Bai Yu did for his wife.

Therefore, he can only silently blame everything on fate.

However, Bai Yu's too much rejection and indifference made him still unable to let go.

Xi Liang Mo looked at him and suddenly shook his head. There was no longer the indifference in his expression. He just looked at him and sighed that this man had lost his sense of measure.

She didn't blame him, she just said indifferently, "Lu Mei, you don't understand. If a woman can't trust all her love and hatred on the shoulders of a man, it's because that man can't make her fall in love with each other."

Lu Mei was taken aback for a moment, and a gloomy expression flashed through her expression: "Madam, for so many years, others can't see my intentions, I don't believe you can't see it either."

Xi Liang Mo lowered his head and drank a sip of tea, then lowered his eyes and said: "Lu Mei, you must understand that no one must be able to see your intentions. Trusting this kind of thing is 90% of everything you can show. , The other 10% is a kind of tacit understanding and luck."

Afterwards, she put down the tea, looked at Mei Liu, and said leisurely: "Unfortunately, you have not been able to reach Consummation with either of these two."

Lu Mei's eyes flashed with dizziness and sharp colors. After a long silence, she finally said dumbly: "Madam means, sister Yuer, she doesn't trust me."

Xiliang Mo's eyes looked towards the distant blue sky, and said indifferently: "It took me nearly ten years to achieve this kind of consummation. I have never revealed the temptation, repetition, and struggle during this period, but it does not mean that it does not exist. It’s hard, I must admit, or it’s very hard."

She narrowed her eyes slightly: "A person like me will always leave a way for herself, not pure enough, but I met a very pure person, and he made me a little bit convinced that I can stay in his world safely. , Even if he leaves and is not by my side, I will continue to hold up a space for him, wait until I can’t wait any longer, and then find an answer, no matter how much suffering, I never thought of leaving him actively, never No, unless I am sure that he has deteriorated and is no longer the same him."

Xiliang Mo paused, smiling nonchalantly, "But there is a kind of person who wants to go bad. It may be more difficult for him to kill himself. This is the wonder of human nature."

Then, she looked at Mei Liu with a strange look: "Lu Mei, no, Mei Liu, your training since childhood, and your beliefs, make you purer than me, but, to a certain extent, you say you I’m actually the same kind of person."

Lu Mei, no, Mei Liu was completely taken aback, looked at Xi Liang Mo, and pondered for a while, wanting to say something.

But Xiliang Mo didn't intend to let him speak, but continued: "Everyone is born to cover themselves, but people like you and me are born to cover up their true colors, your face, and your behavior more than ordinary people. From the beginning, he looked like a simple boy."

Xiliang Mo paused and continued: "But in fact, everything you have experienced, your mind, and your spiritual wisdom are far beyond the white jade at the time. You are a very smart person, and that kind of cute The young face is just that you are hiding yourself."

Xi Liang Mo looked at Lu Mei's silence, smiled, and took another snack and ate slowly: "Speaking of which, no one of us knows how old you are. At that time, Bai Yu treated you as a little lamb to take care of him. But it was eaten by your little lamb. It was her disaster."

In the Ministry of Justice and Charity, age is not important. Most of them are children collected privately by young people from Baili. Generally they don’t seem to be more than five years old. Of course, that’s just what they look like. Most of them are born Very bad, there are the sons of court criminals and the vagrants picked up from the dead. Their common feature is that they have no worries.

But this is also destined, no matter whether it looks simple and cute as Charm Six, or simple and honest as Charm Seven, when they encounter some things, they must be cold-hearted and cruel.

Just like their master.

Lu Mei was silent, and then smiled with a dimpled smile. He grew up with a tender baby face. Now in a uniform, he still looks like a boy with a weaker crown. His smile is very delicate and cute, but there is a hint of danger. "Bai Yu is not my first woman. There are all kinds of oirans in the red sleeve tricks in Beijing, so that the rich and wealthy men can have a good night, and it depends on the faces of the girls, but we only need to think about the oiran that night. She would lie in our bed, even if she was still a clean woman, she would have been redeemed by a prince to be a concubine. Within a reasonable range, we can satisfy us with whatever woman and money we want."

He paused, and learned from Xiliang Mo and took a snack to eat: "But I am slowly getting tired of this. It makes me feel too much like a knife. These women are used to wipe off the knife. The **** cloth on the knife. Many of the girls in the Red Sleeve Trick are born from big clans, or have special skills, with eyes above the top, so I think if I can let them actively give themselves to themselves and talk about love, it will also be very Interesting, that should be the life of human beings. I will feel that I am still alive, not just an object, so that when I kill someone, I can be a little happier."

Xi Liang Mo was silent. She had not experienced the life of the Mei Ministry, and did not know what kind of life they had experienced. Bai Liqing chose them to be her dead men. There must be no so-called benevolence at all. To perform his duties, this is the most basic thing an excellent strategy and strategy man must do.

"But Bai Yu is not a girl with red sleeves." Xi Liang Mo sighed lightly: "To some extent, she is a very stubborn and pure person like your father. People like us are sometimes unlucky for them."

Especially when the two sides are not getting along in the right way.

Bai Yu is not stupid, besides, Mei Liuyi's attitude towards acting with her at the beginning is not too much to cover up, but Mei Liu is also quite unlucky, acting, acting into the act.

Then I found out that what I really wanted was not those acting on the spot, not the red sleeves all over the building, but pureness.

But Bai Yu was still injured.

But there is a characteristic of the pure-hearted person. It's not that she can't forgive you until her own bottom line suddenly breaks.

No one knows where this bottom line is.

Some women are vomiting blood by their husbands who eat, drink, and bet on three meals a day. She is fine. She still complains while cooking. After decades, maybe one day, somewhere, she saw someone else’s husband on the ridge. She picked a flower and put it on her old ladies. She went home and watched her drunk husband lay in bed and fell asleep. She would be dumbfounded, and she might get her trousers belt and go straight up to strangle her husband.

Lu Mei listened to Xi Liang Mo's metaphor, stayed for a while, and smiled bitterly: "I hope she can come up and strangle me, but then we obviously did well. After that incident four years ago...I didn't care about anything, but ...."

This is what Lu Mei couldn't understand.

Why, someone like him who licks blood doesn't care about those things at all. It is lucky to be alive one day for the people he cares about.

Xi Liang Mo looked at him and sighed, "Bai Yu's bottom line is not whether you care, but whether she cares. It turns out that she cares very much."

And Bai Yu didn't even give any of them time to resolve her anxiety and left, to do what she thought must be done.

Lu Mei looked at Xi Liang Mo, no, maybe he looked at the small pond behind Xi Liang Mo. After a long time in a daze, he said, "Then what should I do?"

He came to his wife for an answer, and now the answer is there, but he is even more at a loss.

Xi Liang Mo looked at him, pondered for a while, and then said: "She has done a lot for me, so I will not force her to do anything. I talked to Zhuoyu. She is no longer the white jade of the year. Those methods won’t achieve the goal, she has changed."

After Xi Liang Mo finished speaking these words, he didn't say any more, but looked at him meaningfully and smiled, then got up and hugged the sweaty baby, and teased the little guy in his arms.

Lu Mei knew that he couldn't ask anything. He sat in the pavilion for a while, looking at Xi Liangmo's back in a complicated manner, then softly thanked him and turned away quietly.

He became more and more aware of Bai Yu's willingness to abandon everything for the woman in front of him.

After watching Mei Liu leave, Mei Jing said to Xi Liang Mo, "Princess, is it possible for them to be together?"

Xi Liang Mo feeds Xiao Qing'er in his arms to eat snacks, while faintly said: "Then it depends on their good fortune."

Bai Yu was very concerned about her own powerlessness. She could not forget what happened to her that night. Her original background gave her a faint pride and low self-esteem, and there were more restlessnesses, and these restlessnesses. From Mei Six, Mei Six made her feel that he was out of her control.

This kind of anxiety erupted instantly after Bai Yu was violated.

The bottom line of Bai Yu's heart collapsed in an instant.

She chose to leave, and then used all means to enter Xidi’s court. It was not so much revenge as it was a kind of resistance to her own'powerlessness'. She needed to prove that she was not a person who could only sit and wait for death. Those who receive protection behind the master are not at the mercy of others.

In addition to enemies, there is a lover in this ‘person’ who is at the mercy of others. Perhaps even Bai Yu and Lu Mei have not even noticed this.

Xi Liang Mo stroked the shaggy hair of the little guy in his arms, smiled faintly, and lowered his head to kiss on his forehead.

——Lao Tzu is the dividing line of the dividing line——

The sun is born and the moon is falling, and it's the faint time of candlelight again

Imperial Academy, Cun Book Pavilion

"Master Zhuoyu, this is a new work by the scholars of Academician Gong presented by the Hanlin Academy yesterday." A blue **** respectfully offered the scrolls on his plate to the case table.

Zhuoyu put down the zipper in his hand, rubbed his eyebrows, and then nodded: "Well, let's put it down."

The blue-clothed middle-aged **** looked at Zhuoyu's dark blue eyes, and said with some worry: "My lord, let's go and rest. You have almost sorted out the memorials of the Hanlin Academy. Now these new works by these scholars are not important. Zhezi, it doesn't matter if you approve it later."

Zhuoyu looked at him, and smiled warmly: "Gong Shu, this was originally a question I gave earlier on Qiu Shui Changtian. The poems and strategies that I asked them to do have something to do with Qiu Wei. I looked at them too. If you are impatient, you will have to approve it sooner or later, and there will be no less things."

I knew Grandpa Shu when he was a maid or a maid. It’s just that Grandpa Shu was already a fourth-grade repair **** of the Ministry of Internal Affairs at that time, and Zhuoyu was an ordinary maid under his staff, but he didn’t expect that five years later, this little The little palace lady went all the way to the nine heavens. After two dynasties and two emperors, she was always honored and favored. She even won the nicknames of "Beauty Girl Slaughter" and "Hanlin Girl of Poetry and Pen" privately by scholars.

It also shows that in the midst of power struggles and political storms, she can survive and even live better, which is really extraordinary.

However, for many years, his colleagues can be regarded as confidantes. He has also witnessed this woman's hardship and muddy all the way, the flexibility of her heart, and she is more tenacious than that of Lanxinhui.

Had to make him admire.

He had always known that she had decided not to change things easily. He sighed as he looked down at Zhuoyu, who was looking at the zipper, and he turned and said to the maid on one side: "Feixia, go and stew the seabed in the small kitchen. Bring the coconut and pear honey to let the adults moisten their throats."

The little palace lady answered, and Grandpa Shu picked up all the notes that Zhuoyu hadn't had time to review. Every day, the Hanlin Academy had to pass through the booklets at the lady Zhuyu's, and then sent them to the Imperial Study Room after sorting. .

The workload is not small.

He picked up the booklet casually, accidentally saw the memorial inside, and then mockingly said casually: "I don't know when we Sidi people were also contaminated with the pedantic and pedantic of the people of the Celestial Dynasty, and unexpectedly made the decision of your Majesty's northward raid. Make irresponsible remarks."

Zhuoyu knew that it was impossible for the above master and her master to give up the celestial dynasty, and had already decided to return, but there must be a lot of exquisite methods for the return, and the duration of the war must be indispensable.

She even participated in the decision-making, one of which was a surprise attack, and for the sake of reality, they did not even tell Zhou Yunsheng and Samuel, but instead detoured to the North Cold Pass and directly interacted with the elites placed there by Xiliangjing. Hit.

Strive to surprise the North Cold Pass, obtain control of the North Cold Pass with the least cost of bloodshed, and capture the most loyal subordinates to the Guogong Mansion.

Because both the masters and people like them know that the government has always been loyal to the celestial dynasty, not a certain person, and it is the most uncontrollable part of the force.

Rather than making it difficult for Zhou Yunsheng and Samuel to do it, it's better to let them, the "enemy of Sidi" do it.

It's just that Xidi's internal team must have criticized the fact that he had just succeeded to the throne and had just reached the ‘truce agreement’ with the Heavenly Dynasty, and he would move his army northward.

Zhuoyu smiled faintly: "Don't worry about it, it would be a miracle if there is no opposition from the ruling party."

Grandpa Shu snorted softly, nodded, put down the slips in his hand, and continued to pack up things for her.

When the western flower and bird mirror pendulum clock rang twelve times, Zhuoyu was finally ready to review all the memorials, and then she was a little tired and said: "Feixia, tea."

But after a while, no one answered. Zhuoyu was taken aback for a moment before she remembered something. She raised her head and looked at the empty room. She rubbed her eyebrows helplessly and laughed at herself. I forgot that I had already sent other people to rest.

Including the little palace lady who was just transferred in to serve.

She looked down at the tea in the cup, helplessly supporting the table and was about to get up and go outside to boil a pot of hot water for herself.

But before she stood up, a steaming teapot was suddenly handed to her.

She froze for a moment, then raised her head, and faced a pair of eyes that were as bright and cool as a cold star. Because the distance was too close, she almost touched his face when she raised her head.

"You..." Zhuoyu was stunned, then frowned slightly, but before he could finish speaking, he was held down by the other party's shoulders and forced to sit down.

The fingers touching her shoulders seemed to have a peculiar coolness seeping into her skin through the three layers of palace clothes.

"Drink tea." Lu Mei, who is wearing the second-rank Yulinwei Colonel's light armour, said indifferently, then poured her a cup of tea, handed it over, and he just sat down cross-legged.

Zhuoyu lowered his eyes, did not pick up the cup, but said indifferently, "Master Lu, it seems that you shouldn't be here."

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== Suddenly I remembered that a girl had revealed in the message area that she was a patient with uremia, and a girl with other serious illnesses was undergoing chemotherapy. I wonder if you are all well, right? Are still reading my book.

The year is coming to an end, I wish you all well, peace and joy.

I also hope that all of you who read my book will continue to be happy, peaceful, and joyful in his new year.