312 Zetian (7)
The little things are finally starting to suffer from gains and losses.
When she sealed other promises, this little thing didn't move, and when she summoned Sister Xu Changsheng to go in for the night, the little guy didn't say a word, and when she sealed Xu Changsheng with five grades, this little thing was still unmoved.
Although she admired the intelligence of this little guy because of this, she faintly gave birth to some displeasure - her employment has always been the weakness of employing people, the rich people are tempted by money, the good power are tempted by official positions, and the good names are tempted by grace... If Wan'er is smart enough to be unmoved, then how can she use it?
Fortunately, now, Wan'er is starting to suffer from gains and losses again. Her little displeasure immediately vanished, and she turned to appreciate Wan'er's appearance of enduring anxiety but couldn't help it.
The little things she □□ by now, no matter their temperament, character, personality, and behavior, they are all very much to her heart, and the kind of intelligence that far exceeds her expectations makes her even more happy. Sometimes she looked at the little one, and couldn't help but imagine that it would be good if she were a man, in that case, she could make the little one a concubine seriously, go out with her, stay with her when she entered, and let the little one give her a son.
With the wisdom and interest of this little fellow, the child born must be an excellent child—better than all her sons, and better than Taiping.
She remembered Taiping's play, and couldn't help but smile lightly, and then sighed softly.
This child has been different from her brothers since she was a child, although she looks naughty and silly, she actually knows everything, since she was a child, she has never exceeded the rules in everything she does, and when she grows up, she learns to do things and politics, although she is not as good as she wants, but she never makes mistakes on the big picture, and she often has unexpected words - but unfortunately she is a daughter.
However, perhaps it is because Taiping is a daughter that he has developed such a temperament.
She involuntarily narrowed her eyes, unwilling to think about it further, after all, she would inevitably think of some unpleasant things. Having reached this step, it is better to think about the joy in front of you than to think about the messy old things.
She raised her voice and called "Wan'er", and the little thing hurriedly responded, and there was a rare little panic in her voice: "Your Majesty." ”
She couldn't hold back a smile and only raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "Give Cui Mingde... A set of six classics. ”
Wan'er moved her toes unexpectedly, and her right hand quietly pinched her left hand, how long had she not seen such a movement? It's been a few years. Little things have been with her for more than ten years, and she has remembered many small things in her heart. At first, it was to influence the joy and anger of small things, and then it was idle and boring observation, but now it has gradually become a habit - naturally, for many other people who have followed her for more than ten years and decades, she is also concerned like this, Ah Qing's maiden nephew, Gao Yanfu's godsons, she has never treated them lightly, and she also remembers very clearly who she gave and who she did not give when rewarding and giving gifts.
Wan'er... It's not the only one she has here.
The little thing had something in his heart, and he actually replied with a faint sentence: "Is it to declare the reward now, or... After returning to the palace?"
She was amused in her heart, but she pretended to be displeased on her face, and said softly "Huh?", and when the little thing sincerely confessed, she lowered her eyes and deliberately accentuated her tone, "It seems that I am tired of waiting, go down and rest for a while and come in." ”
A small thing is a small thing, this time the time has come back to her senses, not a word asked, she retreated, she watched her withdraw with satisfaction, picked up the book on the case, looked at a few lines, and the door has said: "He Lou Shanggong asks to see." ”
This is a matter of discussion, she nodded, called He Lou in, asked a few words, and found that this person actually went against the usual attitude of not studying, not only talked eloquently in front of her, but also sorted out a simple history of Xiliang. After her, Gao Yanfu also made a strategy, but he counted the horses available in the six idle stables, and wrote down the arrangements of the idle stables and overseers in various places in case of war.
She smiled slightly, remembering Wan'er's slightly worried and forbearant appearance, the more she felt happy, she deliberately tilted her head, and said to the person: "Call Wan'er in." ”
Wang De didn't hesitate because she sent Wan'er out and called her in, turned around and went out, and came back after a short time to resume his life, but said: "Shangguan Cheng aims to burn things." ”
She was stunned: "What did you burn?"
This time, Wang De hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "I only saw that it was a pile of papers, which burned so much that even my hands were hot." ”
She frowned: "Such a small setback...", she snorted, stopped talking, and raised her chin to announce it. When Wan'er came in, the first thing she saw was her right hand—it was really hidden in her sleeve.
She raised her eyebrows in great displeasure, and asked knowingly, "What are you burning just now?"
The little thing was calm again at this time, and I don't know who gave her the courage: "Strategy." ”
She should have told someone to fork out this daring little thing and beat it up—if this little thing hadn't been with her for ten years, had been by her side diligently, never slacked off, and had only learned to imitate the words of the ink and the sound and beauty.
It's a pity that this little thing, relying on her favor, didn't put her anger in her eyes at all, she unconsciously moved the real fire, and slowly approached, staring at the little thing's bun without blinking.
Why is the little thing still wearing a half-girl-like bun when she is already a woman? Is it because she is disgusted that she is not a man, and what they do between them is not a serious family harmony and husband and wife? Or do you think that she is old and immature, and she is not as good as the young and beautiful little ladies and little men outside? Or, is she complaining that she only cares about her own happiness at night and never makes this little thing happy?
She pinched her palm imperceptibly, but she heard the little thing slowly explain the reason, her voice was like a clear spring, and there was a faint coldness in the moving: "... The concubine thought that this strategy could be written by Princess Changle, Cui Shanggong, He Loushanggong, and Gao Yanfu and Gao Gong, as well as Ah Qing Niangzi, but they could never be written. ”
She suddenly came back to her senses and realized that she had lost her temper. In the past, she had always been very confident, whether it was facing men outside or women inside, but now she was full of suspicion and became angry for a little thing...... Not at all like her.
Fortunately, the little thing kept her head down, she shouldn't have seen her gaffe, she moved the corners of her mouth slightly, she wanted to say something, but she didn't say it after all, she just looked at the little guy with a smile, and said half-truthfully: "What do you mean, you are to me, and you are as close as Gao Yanfu and A Qing are to me?"
She heard the little thing answer calmly, and saw her smile generously, and there was not the slightest dislike for her old woman in the voice and expression of the little thing, but there was a subtle intimacy in her tone—but she was over sixty after all, and the little thing was in its prime.
Her mood was a little complicated, generally happy, but there was always some indescribable feeling in her happiness, she leaned back lazily, and said meaningfully: "Wait until you have served me all your life, and then say this." 166 Reading Network