143 Demon VI
Wan'er always pondered that person's mind, consciously or unconsciously.
Sometimes that person's mind is easy to guess, and it is clear at a glance, and sometimes it is as difficult as the sky.
That person is also close and far away to Wan'er, and when he is near, he asks Wan'er to accompany him every day, no matter what the secret, she is not allowed to avoid it, but when he is far away, he has not been summoned for several days, and when he meets, he is indifferent and speechless as if he doesn't know him at all, from morning to night, he can't say a word.
The things that the man asked Wan'er to do were also varied and disorganized, although there were some talents, but more of them were remembered on a whim, so he commanded. And there is no definite number for this job, today called Wan'er to serve the soup, tomorrow she will be sent to the door to do the internal and external communication, a moment of joy, ordered Wan'er to write poems and couplets, or ordered her to serve the pen and ink closely, a moment of unhappiness, and again called Wan'er to go back to sprinkling and sweeping the courtyard - five talented people, wearing grade clothes before dawn, holding a broom in the courtyard to clean, this wonder is about only this dynasty, this generation, under the hands of this queen, can be seen?
Although Wan'er knew that this was just a means of control by that person, her mood inevitably gradually fluctuated with her intimacy, in the final analysis, she was just a teenage girl, accompanying the enemy every day, low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, flattery, it was already her ability, and she couldn't really forget all the honor and disgrace, and she was not surprised.
What's more, that person's intimacy is far more than a simple favor, but a vital life. Wan'er had to ponder that person's mind, and had to be happy with what she liked and hated what she hated.
Days like this are extremely tiring, and... No head in sight.
Wan'er held the yawn that almost blurted out in her mouth, pinched her hand on her thigh, and quickly pursed her mouth to endure the pain. Fortunately, there was no one else in the temple except her, and no one should see her embarrassment.
Wan'er let out a breath of turbidity, and her eyes glanced quietly over there, and the man sat comfortably in the pool, the water vapor rising, covering most of her face in the mist, and looking more unpredictable than usual.
Her body was fair and plump, and although her skin was not as fresh as that of a cardamom girl, it was also smooth and dusty, and she looked through the fog and looked at it like a person in her fifties.
Wan'er knew her age, she had accidentally said something out of her mouth, and Wan'er remembered it. Her actual age is five years older than the age she claims to be to the outside world, and she was born in the first year of Qiande, seven years older than the current saint.
She concealed her age, not out of the love of beauty that women have, but because she entered the palace as a talented person since she was more than ten years old, served the first emperor, and stayed in the palace for more than ten years before she hooked up with the current son of heaven, the prince at that time.
The fact that she entered the palace twice is known to the world, and she has no plan to hide it, so she can only use it as a decoration, saying that she was not the concubine of the first emperor in the past, but only a "female official" who served with tea and water, and when she entered the palace, it was not the sixteenth year of Qiande, but the twenty-second year of Qiande.
It is said that the first emperor saw that she was "upright and supple" and had "the instrument of mother's ceremony", so "the prince was specially instructed to accept him as a concubine", and "the prince was benevolent and filial, and the first emperor did not hesitate, and he wished the concubine to serve on his behalf and talk about filial piety", so she "stayed in the palace to serve the decoction, thinking that it was filial piety".
At most, this kind of nonsense will deceive those illiterate Qianshou foolish people, and the court and the court, who does not know her past? But these things will probably stop at the present day, and after that, the history books can only be written according to her orders, passed down from generation to generation, and in the end, just like those pre-Qin stories left in the history books, it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.
The only thing that will not change is probably her title of "Queen of Saints".
But I don't know what kind of face my grandfather will appear in the history books thousands of years later? "Troublesome ministers and thieves"? "Treacherous and wicked"? If she had been in power like this, would there never have been anyone to correct her grandfather's name? Will her grandfather, who was "wrong and charming, and the first to open up for a while," be annihilated in the sweat and green like this?
Wan'er had no way of knowing.
She twisted her fingers uneasily, and even made this action extremely carefully, for fear that such a movement would alarm Her Majesty the Queen of Heaven in the pool, but even if she was so careful, the person still shook in the pool a few times, paddling the water waves with both hands, and raised his voice to call "Wan'er".
Wan'er walked quickly to the edge of the pool, knelt on the ground, and whispered, "Your Majesty?"
She frowned and glanced at Wan'er, who thought that she had done something that she didn't like, so she hurriedly lowered her head: "Wan'er respectfully listens to His Majesty's hadith." β
But she only frowned more, stretched out a hand from the water, and put it on Wan'er's knee, and the water was still dripping on her arm: "The ground is slippery, go change your clothes, and you don't have to kneel when you come back." β
Wan'er's clothes were not here, but she didn't dare to disobey the will of the queen of heaven, and just when she answered and was about to withdraw, she heard the majesty laugh and say: "I forgot, you don't live here, I'm afraid there are no clothes to change, so I wear my old clothes and change into a pair of clogs." β
No matter what she said, Wan'er could only respond silently, and when she changed her clothes, the person slowly came out of the pool and opened her hands, as if she was just waiting for Wan'er.
Wan'er didn't even hesitate at all, she stepped forward, wiped the water traces from head to toe for her, served her to put on a purple shirt, and was going to serve her to put on shoes again, but she waved her hand again, sat on the edge of the pool, swinged her feet in the pool like a girl, turned her head and asked Gao Yanfu: "I forgot, who is the one to see?"
Gao Yanfu said: "It's Zhou Guogong." β
She asked, "Didn't he come in a few days ago, why did he come again?"
Gao Yanfu bowed and said, "It was said that I gave some gadgets to Your Majesty." β
She sneered: "I just came back, and I got into trouble again?
Gao Yanfu didn't dare to answer.
She glanced at Gao Yanfu, and waved her hand with some interest: "You tell him that I have a good intention, tell him to go out, I don't want to see anyone today." β
Gao Yanfu retreated respectfully, and after a while, she cautiously entered the door, she glanced at the eunuch impatiently, and asked, "Who is it?"
Gao Yanfu glanced at Wan'er and said in a low voice: "It's Xiao Langjun and Little Lady." β
In the full palace, there is no one else except for a son and a daughter of Her Majesty's majesty the Queen of Heaven.
Wan'er saw that her face became slightly solemn, and summoned the pair of children to listen to them talk about how Wu Minzhi bullied the princess of the dynasty.
Wan'er knows that she attaches great importance to her pair of children, eating and living, no matter how big or small, and caring about everything, Wan'er also knows that she attaches great importance to her mother's family, and she has always been able to cover up anything that hinders the reputation of the martial artist, and she will never easily let people look down on her as a timber merchant's lintel.
If it is for an ordinary mother, her children are naturally far more important than the reputation of the portal, such as her own mother, although she reads the noble name of the Tianshui official every day, and says some old hairpins of the family, what she really values when it comes to the end is often her daughter's little life.
But for Her Majesty the Queen of Heaven, I am afraid it is still unknown which is more important between the family portal and the children.
Wan'er watched quietly, watching the queen carelessly send her children away with a short knife, but turned her head and told herself to "call Wu Minzhi in".
Wan'er went out quietly, the clogs stepped on the ground, without a single echo, she walked to the door, and saw the handsome young man confronting Princess Changle, this young man had a slightly distorted look on his face, and if you looked closely, you would find that his face was somewhat similar to his aunt.
"Your Majesty summoned Zhou Guogong. Wan'er said, the wind blowing her clothes and outlining the curves of her body.
Wu Minzhi immediately let go of Princess Changle, and his eyes were nailed to Wan'er like a jackal, Wan'er pretended not to see his expression, led him into the inner court, and when he arrived at the door of the inner hall, he suddenly heard him say, "Shangguan Cairen doesn't want to know about his grandfather and father at all?"
Wan'er turned around and glanced at him: "I don't want to." She immediately regretted itβshe had been on duty for too long and was dizzy, wasn't it?
Wu Minzhi really showed a successful look, glanced at Wan'er with a smile, and entered the hall leisurely, but fortunately, the queen of heaven retreated everyone, and Wan'er was able to have a moment of leisure and think carefully about countermeasures.
When Wu Minzhi came out again, Wan'er had regained her composure, she sent Wu Minzhi out, stood still in a secluded place, and looked at this person with a light smile: "What about Zhou Guogong? Do you want to know how your mother and sister died?"
Wu Minzhi turned his head suddenly, squinting at Wan'er, the corners of his mouth hooked a strange arc: "You know such a thing, they actually say that you are not favored?"
Wan'er looked at Wu Minzhi and didn't speak.
Wu Minzhi's face was obviously so handsome, but his smile was like a ghost, and he didn't look like a living person at all: "My mother and sister, like your grandfather and father, died at her hands. β
Wan'er was silent for a long time before she said, "You can't deal with her, and you can't deal with her son, so you deal with her daughter?"
Wu Minzhi smiled a little arrogantly: "Her son doesn't need me to deal with it, she can't tolerate them herself." It's her daughter, huh!" He laughed even more arrogantly, "Shangguan is willing to join forces with me?"
Wan'er lowered her eyes: "I don't want to." β
Wu Min was stunned, stepped forward, and said with a cruel smile: "If you don't want to, why do you want to send me here? β
Wan'er glanced at him and said lightly: "The concubine is just a person who sweeps and changes clothes, if it is a messenger and other things, it doesn't hurt to help occasionally, as for joining forces with Zhou Guogong... The concubine is incompetent. β
Wu Minzhi glanced at her, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually faded away, and gradually expanded, this time his smile was slightly more sincere than before, but his face was still distorted, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows showed a little crazy color: "It's a good messenger, so that people know what I want to do?"
Wan'er didn't look at him: "No matter what you want to do, you can only do it in the palace, and when you go back to the palace, the inside and outside are heavily guarded, and if you want to do anything, I'm afraid there will be no chance." β
Wu Minzhi pulled the corners of his mouth again: "Just now I was afraid that the talented person was deliberately tricking me, but now it seems that the talented person has a deep grudge against that person." β
Wan'er turned around and glanced at the main hall, someone in the inner hall had already come out to inquire, and the person at the door pointed to this side, the person glanced here, and turned back to enter the hall.
Wu Minzhi also saw the movement over there, but he didn't have the slightest intention of letting Wan'er go: "The local palace guards, and I have a very good personal relationship, and there are a few palace attendants in the palace who are familiar with me, these people have good things to eat, and they go faster than anyone else when they have money. But although these people are not doing things well, after all, they also have a relationship with me, if they are completely left alone, it will seem that I will not take care of them this week, so people say, right?"
Wan'er glanced in the direction she came from again: "So?"
Wu Minzhi said with a smile: "So ask the talented people to help, and arrange a leisurely and rich job for Minzhi for them, if they can see nobles and often get rewards, it would be even better." Of course, if they don't do it well and do something wrong, Minzhi naturally knows shame and will make them disappear by themselves, and they will never implicate talented people. β
Wan'er looked embarrassed, and only after a moment did she say: "As long as one person says that he is my distant cousin, he can report his name to the top, and when they come to ask, I will recognize it." β
Wu Minzhi smiled: "Thank you for the talent." When Wan'er turned around to leave, she stopped her again: "The talented person is dressed like this, quite in the ancient style of Wei and Jin." β
Wan'er glanced at him, leaned on the clogs, deliberately reverberate, step by step, and slowly returned to the inner hall. (. Just Love)