On the Wucheng Palace, Wu Zetian was lying on the couch sideways, and Lan Yiqing and another pretty little palace maid were gently shaking the feather fan on the side of the couch, blowing a burst of coolness for her.
Shangguan Wan'er sat on the edge of the couch and read a piece of music softly.
Recently, Wu Zetian's eyesight is not as good as before, and it is easy to feel tired, especially after a battle between the prime ministers and Wu Chenghei, it seems that it is not only the imperial court that has been greatly injured, but Wu Zetian has also aged a lot all of a sudden.
Many times, she felt that her energy was low, so she had to lie on the couch and close her eyes to recuperate, and Wan'er would read the recital to her word by word.
Wan'er recited the recital softly, and she was still very fluent, but after reading it, her voice slowly hesitated.
This is a note presented to the Son of Heaven by the right imperial historian Shi Gan Qingyang, and the recital on this imperial history is aimed at the recent dispute between the court and China.
In his recital, he said that the cause of the dispute between the DPRK and China was all due to the establishment of the prince.
He believed that if the emperor could not make a proper arrangement for the crown prince, similar political disputes would occur.
This imperial historian unceremoniously pointed out that the current prince has no virtue and no deeds, as a prince, his prestige is not enough to serve the public, and the Son of Heaven is almost old, for the sake of the stability of the country, a suitable candidate for the crown prince should be established as soon as possible, so as to avoid the uneasiness of the government and the opposition and the suspicion of all officials.
Wu Zetian has always refused to accept the old, the old word is a taboo for her, if someone dares to say this, Wu Zetian would have been furious, this servant Yushi is young and vigorous, and he is unscrupulous, and he dares to say bluntly in the chapter that the son of heaven is old, and there are not many days to come, Wan'er can't help but be terrified when she reads this, who knows that Wu Zetian heard this, his expression was dark, and he didn't get angry, but just said lightly: "Read it, I listen."
"Yes" Wan'er plucked up her courage and continued to read, Wu Zetian listened quietly, and when Wan'er finished reading, the whole hall suddenly fell silent, and the palace attendants who served on the left and right were all silent.
Lan Yiqing and the other little Gong'e were still shaking their fans, and the gentle wind gently stirred the hair on Wu Zetian's forehead, and a few snow-white hairs in the hair were extremely dazzling.
"Is there anything else?"
Wu Zetian's voice had a faint tone, and Wan'er hurriedly said: "No, this is the last chapter." ” Wu Zetian said "um" and said softly: "Let's stay in the middle."
I'm tired, take a break, and you all stand down. ” "Yes" Wan'er got up and waved her hand slightly, and the palace eunuchs in the palace all retreated.
Wan'er picked up a stack of pieces that needed to be sorted out and approved by her, and quietly withdrew.
In the hall, there were only Wu Zetian who was lying quietly and the two little palace ladies who were gently fanning behind her, and the white hair on Wu Zetian's forehead was like grass after frost, still gently swaying with the wind.
Wu Zetian sighed and stroked his forehead tiredly.
In her life, she has made a decision to kill, no matter in adversity and good times, whether it was a talented person whose fate was in the hands of others in her early years, or a self-respecting emperor now, no one and nothing can interfere with her decision, and no one or anything is something that she can't decide for a long time.
But now, she has become the supreme ruler of this empire, and she can't decide on the question of the crown prince.
She has the ability to become the first female emperor in the world, but she has no way to solve her posthumous affairs.
She has done what no woman has done before, but she still has no ability to subvert the traditions that have been formed in this patriarchal society for thousands of years.
The world is hers, and of course it should be passed on to her children and grandchildren, but her children and grandchildren inherit the blood of her husband, and her husband is the emperor of the dynasty she subverted.
Passed the country to the Wu clan people with the same surname as her The closest person surnamed Wu is only her nephew, after she is thousands of years old, her nephew, her nephew's descendants will worship her aunt as an ancestor and sacrifice blood food Passing on the son, or passing on the nephew Emotionally, she hated all ministers who were inclined to appoint her son, because she had stolen it from her husband, and she knew very well that although her son was afraid of her, once she had a son, her son would definitely return it to Li Tang a hundred years later.
Therefore, all the ministers who were inclined to make her son the crown prince instinctively felt that it was a betrayal of her, that they were not loyal to her, and that such a person could never be trusted But no matter how great she is, she is also a woman who is limited by the times.
She is convinced that after death, there is a soul world, and the people of the spirit world need the heirs of this world to sacrifice blood food.
Lizi, or nephew Wu Zetian is very clear that the family and the country are all over the world, the continuation of the heirs and the stability of the society.
Therefore, whether it is for the world as its own responsibility, or for the glory and wealth of the family, the most concerned about it now is her heir.
She is not dead yet, but everyone is gradually turning their eyes away from her and focusing on her heir.
For this reason, the battle between them will only get more and more fierce.
But she was helpless about it, because even she began to feel that she was really old, that she had defeated all her enemies, and that she could not defeat only the enemy of time.
Lizi, or nephew Wu Zetian pressed his eyebrows, and he had a headache.
"To be systematized, Zuo Yulin Wei Yang Fanlang will be waiting for you for a long time."
Shangguan Wan'er had just returned to her residence in the History Museum when a female official greeted her to report.
This female official's name is Fu Qingqing, and she is also Wan'er's confidant.
Wu Zetian's energy has not been as good as before recently, and the burden on Wan'er's shoulders has become heavier, and there are a lot of government affairs to deal with every day, so Wan'er transferred several henchmen and female officials to her side to help her deal with government affairs.
Several houses were carved out on this side of the history museum as the residence of these female officials and her handling of government affairs, and her original residence was divided into a study and bedroom by a screen, which was specially used for resting and meeting guests.
"Oh" Shangguan Wan'er was overjoyed, but she pretended to be calm and said: "I called him over, and there are some things in the palace defense that need to be explained to him."
These pieces have been approved by everyone, you take them, sort them out, and then forward them to the Chinese book. ” "Yes" Fu Qingqing agreed, took a stack of concertos from Shangguan Wan'er's hand, and Shangguan Wan'er took the rest of the concerta, moved the lotus step lightly, and walked to her residence slowly.
The door opened, Shangguan Wan'er flashed into the door, her eyes glanced at the bookcase, and she couldn't help but be stunned when she didn't see Yang Fan's figure.
Immediately, a large hand suddenly reached behind her, grabbed her slender waist, and dragged her into his arms, while the door was tightly closed.
"Lang Jun" Shangguan Wan'er raised her eyes happily, and as soon as she saw Yang Fan's handsome face, she was kissed by him on the mouth, Wan'er muttered, closed her beautiful eyes, and wrapped her arms around his neck softly, and the lilac tongue meekly met his tongue.
Plop, a stack of princely statements on national affairs were scattered all over the ground, where to care about it.
A fascinated kiss, Yang Fan looked at her wet and ruddy lips, and smiled softly: "I haven't seen you for a few days, do you miss me" "I don't want to" Wan'er denied stiffly: "You are really busy these days, White Horse Temple, Liang Wangfu, Jin Hai is drunk, calling friends, so lively, how can you ever think about others, and you still want people to think about you and miss you." ” Yang Fan smiled and said: "Ouch, Wan'er inquired about my whereabouts clearly, fortunately I just went to meet some fox friends and dog friends, if it is fishy, I am afraid that I will not be caught and raped in bed early, hehe, like this, and said that he didn't want me" Wan'er blushed, punched hatefully on his thick and strong chest, and said coquettishly: "I just didn't think about it" Yang Fan has been really busy these days, except for the first day when he accompanied Xiaoman to visit Nanshi and looked at his own shop, in the next few days, he has been circling around Liang Wangfu, White Horse Temple and other places, maintaining a close relationship with Liang Wang Wu Sansi and White Horse Temple Master Xue Huaiyi, and a group of military friends such as Chu Yange, Ma Qiao, Ye Huli, Wei Yong, etc., have also gathered many times.
Today, Yang Fan also took the time to meet Zhao Yu, Zhao Yu was very concerned about what he confessed, and in the past few days, he has scattered all his manpower to help Yang Fan visit such a family.
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Although he never found a noble lady in Luoyang City with her husband's surname Pei and her family's surname Gongsun.
However, Zhao Yu has already heard that there is a Gongsun aunt in Chang'an, whose husband's surname is Pei, and the current lieutenant of the government army, both of whom are good at swordsmanship.
From the two points of her identity and proficiency in swordsmanship, she is very in line with the image described by Yang Fan.
Now he has sent someone to Chang'an to confirm it.
Yang Fan, who only entered the palace after getting this news, was really happy at the moment.
Yang Fan smiled and hugged Wan'er's fragrant shoulder, and said softly: "I don't do these many things so that I can stay with my Wan'er one day." ” As soon as she talked about this heart disease, Wan'er couldn't help frowning, and said worriedly: "Langjun, Wan'er feels that Your Majesty is becoming more and more moody."
There is a piece of music today, and with His Majesty's temper in the past, he will definitely be furious, but His Majesty has just heard it as if nothing happened. ” Yang Fan said: "Your Majesty is no longer angry, isn't it a good thing" Wan'er shook her head and said, "People say that the country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change.
Wan'er has served His Majesty for ten years, and I know Your Majesty's temperament, I always feel that things are not so simple, Your Majesty was better when she was the Queen Mother, but since she became the emperor, her behavior has become more and more difficult to understand.
I'm worried that you said we could really be together."
Yang Fan said disapprenously: "Life is rare for seventy years, how long can our majesty live, I didn't put my hope on her."
Wan'er smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty is not dead yet, it seems that everyone is planning after Your Majesty's death, no wonder Your Majesty, Lang Jun, you said that after the new emperor ascends the throne, we will definitely be able to be together?"
Yang Fan said: "So I'm only working hard to get more connections and more power now, even if my Wan'er is the moon in the sky, as long as I have enough strength, I can take you off, don't you say?"
To be continued: