"E: Shangguan's temperament and benevolence, the line is supple and smooth, the choice of the appearance of Guan Ju, the poem of the Depi chicken, the period is in the internal reason, can show the virtue, but the talent. ”

After listening to Wan'er's will, she forced out a smile, and her mother took out a silk silk on the side, the Zhongguan was very polite, and said with a smile: "Shangguan is not a talented person who doesn't know our lady, and the villain doesn't dare to accept this thing." ”

The mother pushed a few times, but the man couldn't say goodbye, so he smiled and said: "If this is the case, if you ask the talented person to give you a cup of tea and a snack, it can be regarded as rewarding the villain." ”

The mother was still saying, "How can this work?" Wan'er had turned her head and gently called "Ah Niang", her mother glanced at her, got up and took out the Jinzhou tea that had been hidden for a long time, boiled a pot of tea, and took out the fruit points, please hold it to the visitor.

The waiter took a few sips of tea, ate a piece of dim sum, and said with a smile: "Duolao lady, the villain has to go back to prepare for the offering, so I will leave." Wan'er and her mother left a few words, and when the man gave up his hand again and again, and withdrew very respectfully, her mother's face changed, and she slapped her hand on the clothes that were sent, and said in a deep voice: "Say, what's the matter?"

Wan'er looked blankly at the direction where the lieutenant had left, and only turned back for a long time, staring blankly at the clothes, and said softly: "Son... I don't know. ”

"I don't know?" the anger on the mother's face became more and more obvious, Wan'er was very afraid that she would be so angry in the past, but now that she saw it, she secretly felt that such anger in the form of color was not as scary as the person's faint words. She can still clearly remember how her heart trembled when the man put the wine glass on his right leg with his right hand and said the words "kneel out" lightly, and she was terrified by such a slightly angry but extremely restrained expression, and when she knelt outside the temple, she had been speculating about how the queen would punish her.

Wan'er thought that Her Majesty the Queen of Heaven should have been tired of her self-righteous cleverness, but she didn't expect that what she was waiting for in the end was not punishment, but an understatement of "stay by my side and be a female history".

Whether that person is really generous or fake compassion, Wan'er doesn't know. Wan'er only knew that she had forgiven herself again, and at the same time, she had also given herself a choice.

The word female history is really subtle.

The palace people who wait for the living room can be called "female history", and the neighbors who hold the hairpin pen can also be honored as "female history". But Wan'er knew that she could only have one choice.

It is better to hide from your foolishness than to be wise.

So her anger is not because she forgot the blood feud of her father and ancestors, and in turn she was a helper to the enemy, her anger mostly came from the fear of this queen of heaven - they are already the remnants of the sin, full of the court, and still have to tremble, and steal their lives, and now they are "palms and feasts, and they are in charge of the silk, and they are dedicated to the New Year", serving in front of the emperor every day, what kind of frightened days should it be?

Wan'er didn't dare to imagine, she glanced at her mother, her mother's face had already turned white with anger, and there was a desperate gray in the white.

"I don't know. The mother repeated in a snort, turning her head to look at Wan'er, "You don't know?"

Wan'er put away all the worries in her eyes and said with a smile: "Although I don't know what to do, but I guess with common sense, after all, it is still the world of the Li family, and that person has always loved to be generous and virtuous, and named me a talented person, most of them are just to make me occupy a false name in the harem, after all, after a sinner like me, it is difficult to be favored by the saint, and there is no power in the family to rely on, so I am really the best candidate." ”

The mother glanced at Wan'er suspiciously, her anger was a little cloudy, Wan'er knew that she had been moved by herself, put her on her shoulder, hugged her and said: "A-Niang, don't worry, that person has always had clear grievances, since he has not attacked us for so many years, there is no reason to suddenly think about it again." Besides, does A-Niang think that with our identity, is it worth such a lot of trouble and vain grief by that person?"

The mother believed her, and the anger on her face dissipated, and after sitting for a while, she said, "You... Be careful. In the Zichen Palace, none of them are good at their peers, such as the person who is just that..."

Wan'er knew what her mother meant, that person was just a Jiupin, but he was articulate, neatly sentenced, and steady and smooth in his work, and such a person, there may be one hundred and ten in the Zichen Palace. What her mother thought of was that she was having a hard time in the Zichen Palace, but she thought more deeply than her mother: whether these people were born smart or learned later, this queen of heaven knows people and uses people's kung fu, which is really extraordinary, and she should learn from these subordinates in order to be able to vote for the queen's favor and avoid disasters.

"A-Niang don't worry," Wan'er looked at her mother's gray sideburns, and said sincerely: "Even if it is for A-Niang, Er's will be cautious." ”

The mother sighed and said no more.

Wan'er's words to her mother were not all pretexts, and these days, she has learned a little about the temperament of this diva. As long as this "majesty" does not involve his vital interests, he is actually extremely tolerant.

There are more than 20 female officials in front of the queen of heaven, large and small, many of these people are slaves and maids who have not entered the palace in crime, counting their age when they entered the palace, and then speculating on their surnames, many of them are the enemies of the queen of heaven, but these people are all waiting in the Zichen Hall with good manners, and they will be rewarded for their merits, and they will be punished without fault.

When Wan'er saw these people, her heart calmed down a little, and she was extremely obedient when she was on duty, and when she had nothing to do, she turned to the people close to her to ask the queen of heaven's preferences—she wisely did not inquire about His Majesty the Emperor, and only asked the queen of heaven in everything in the ministry. The position of a talented person was originally set up for the emperor, but when she came to her, she became the queen's single-minded wing, and sometimes even a few female officials in front of the queen of heaven couldn't stand it, half sour and half joking, Wan'er either didn't understand it, or thought it couldn't hear it.

The queen of heaven really appreciates Wan'er's humility, and orders her to follow her every day, big and small, and there are many things. So Wan'er not only began to "not understand" and "couldn't hear", but gradually stopped talking. Those who have good deeds gave her a nickname, called "Three No-Niang", because she didn't look, listen, or speak.

Once the queen heard such a joke, and I don't know if she was in a good mood and was interested, so she actually defended Wan'er: "You don't understand, the Bodhisattva in the temple is also like this, he doesn't look, he doesn't listen, he doesn't speak, but he receives incense from 10,000 people, and it doesn't count to worship - this is the real Buddha's golden body." ”

Wan'er always felt that there was a deep meaning in the words of the queen of heaven, and a few days later, several people who often talked about her behind her back were demoted to the outside, and one who was particularly fond of chewing her tongue was killed by a rod because of trivial things. The fence in the Zichen Hall was already solid, and now no one dared to spread some broken words.

And "Golden Talent" has also become Wan'er's latest nickname. 166 Reading Network