Chapter 9: The Wailing

Xu Wanqing gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "What a Xu family! With that, she turned around and left, the peacock skirt that dragged the ground was thrown on Ye Daidu's lap fiercely, and she walked away without looking back. It comes and goes like a hurricane, coming with a rage, a madness that goes away with a howl, and destroys everything it sees.

When the Empress Dowager's Yijia completely disappeared within reach, Qingzhan hurriedly entered the palace to pray. Ye Daiwan's legs were so weak that she couldn't stand up, leaning on the chair and stool, slumped on the floor, her forehead was covered in cold sweat, and even her temples were soaked. Qingzhan hurriedly ran over to help her up. "Your Majesty."

"Nothing. It's just ecstatic. By the way, go get the chalcedony amber ointment. "The maids thought that Ye Daiwan was injured, so they hurriedly went to get it, Qingzhan was about to ask, but heard Ye Daiwan say." Shu Shen, quickly apply some ointment, my daughter's face is scratched, it's terrible. ”

Lu Shushen was very surprised, she was stunned there, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time. There is not a maid in this palace who is not moved. The most taboo thing for women is to have their appearance damaged, and this atmosphere is the most serious in the palace, if they hurt their face, they can't wait for people. If it is more serious, maybe he will be expelled from the palace.

"How so? This ointment is so precious that it can only be used on His Majesty. What's more, the concubine has also passed the flowery years, and this face is not very good-looking. ”

At this time, it was still stubborn. Ye Daiwan smiled and sighed, and said to the left and right. "Do you look at Shushen's appearance, does she look like a master? This is also to be said, and that is also to be said. I think let's stop talking nonsense with her, hurry up and hold her down, so that we can clean the face and take medicine. You're not sleepy, but I'm tired. ”

The maids couldn't help it and laughed. Even Lu Shushen herself couldn't help laughing. This is probably the most heartily laughing since they entered the palace, without any mustard, without pretense, laughter from the bottom of their hearts. Unfortunately, this happy time is always so short.

When the sun shines again on the most majestic palace in the world, those who once laughed at each other will once again sink into the cobweb-like conspiracy, shrouded in the deepest darkness of the human heart and power, and swallow up all the light that has been displayed.

Ye Daiwan was not surprised, when she opened her eyes again, she saw a group of expressionless maids, as if those laughter last night were just her dreams. She understood that this majestic palace was only a huge cage, and that the satin brocade clothes draped over her were nothing more than luxurious prison uniforms.

She couldn't have known better, she was just a prisoner. These groveling girls who waited on her were her caretakers. How can you force them to laugh? But Ye Daiwan suddenly felt lonely in front of this empty hall, unprecedented loneliness.

"The words of the sage, the gentleman is virtuous." Xie Zhang slammed the table with the bamboo slip in his hand, which shocked Ye Daidui. "Who do you think you are? Dare to desert in class. This one is the word of the ages, how dare you blaspheme? ”

This serious style of painting, Ye Daiwan said that she was very uncomfortable. Didn't you just say yesterday that you were going to talk about the power tendency of the palace today? How do you talk about ancient books? She didn't ask questions right away, she wasn't that stupid, this was the palace, the battlefield of survival. Even if you are not naturally good at this kind of crooked and evil way, you have always watched TV series.

Ye Daiwan immediately noticed the attendant standing in the corner, an unfamiliar face. The eyes are calm, the facial features are ordinary, the hair is clean, and there is no other information. But in fact this is not normal. Questions, Overseer? More, she couldn't see it.

"Yes." Ye Daiwan sighed lightly, she still plays the simplest kind, and the obedient and stupid person is the least likely to be wary. God knows, how anxious she is, she doesn't have much time, but there is so much to learn, her progress has been slower than others for more than ten years, and it is too late to grasp it now, and she has to add such a meaningless lesson.

This role-playing is very simple, and I have read a book for 19 years in my previous life, and it is really familiar. Ye Daiwan yawned. She hadn't slept well last night, and her sleepiness gradually attacked her, and a dark shadow shrouded the world. After Xie Zhang finished reading another chapter, he looked up and found that Ye Daiwan had already slept soundly on the desk.

Even if he wanted the other party to act in a play, he didn't expect her to act so realistically. This article was found by him overnight, just to achieve both perfunctory monitoring and increase knowledge for Ye Daidu. But it looked like she was exhausted. No matter how smart and clever she is, she is only sixteen years old. Xie Zhang's heart suddenly softened.

The eyes were bright red, like a nightmare, the dilated pupils, the pale limbs, the sound of the flesh being cut open by a sharp weapon, no, it was not a nightmare, but reality. What she doesn't want to face is a more desperate and frightening self than these realities, a murderous self.

Ye Daiwan fell asleep, and after waking up, she couldn't react for a long time. The watchful attendant had gone back to report it. This stupid look was preached by Xie Zhang fiercely. "It's just that you are clumsy, but it doesn't mean that you don't want to make progress. Practice more words today than doubled, otherwise ......"

"Ahh Ye Daiwan suddenly sobered up. She wriggled and begged for mercy. "Teacher, spare your life. Fifty sheets will kill me, and if it is a hundred, this arm will surely be wasted tomorrow. ”

"What's the use of being coquettish? The empress whose name you can't write well is really known to Emperor Wen Hui, and she must be angry to come out of the underground palace and teach you a hard lesson. Xie Zhang shook his head. After thinking about it, he asked the attendant to take out a few scrolls of words. After purifying his hands and meditating, he took it with his own hands, carefully opened it, and guided her to look at it.

"What is this?" Ye Daiwan looked at these volumes, all of them were of the highest quality.

"Let's look at this volume first, this is the engraving of the inscription stele of Emperor Wenhui." Xie Zhang told her first, naturally, it is one in a million. Emperor Wenhui is not the emperor, but a celebrity, and he is also called a scholar in this world. "'Wenqu falls into the dust, and the emperor shines on Ziwei.'" is talking about this Emperor Wen Hui. This is the word inscribed by Emperor Wenhui for the summer palace. Even this engraving is hard to find. ”

Ye Daiwan looked at this cursive script, and only felt a feeling of exhilaration. No matter how deep it is, she can't understand it. She replied with a grin. "I know. Emperor Wen Hui was the second empress. The first one was Emperor Wu Jing, right, teacher? ”

"Yes. Look at this again, this is the engraving of Emperor Wujing's "Sending King Wuling and Dingshan Military Fu", and it took me thirty five-flowered horses to get it. Xie Zhang immediately fell into a frenzy.

"Oh. Isn't Emperor Wujing famous for his martial arts, governing the army, and not being defeated in a hundred battles? How can you also write Fu? Before Ye Daidu's words fell, she was hit hard by Xie Zhang.

"Fool, only an ignorant person like you would think that. Look at other people's words, and then look at yours, are you embarrassed to say? Xie Zhang unceremoniously taught him a lesson.

"Okay. All right. What about this one. Ye Daiwan just wanted to change the topic, so she pointed to one at random.

Xie Zhang glanced at it, and was silent for a while before he spoke. "This is the word of Emperor Duncheng, doesn't Your Majesty know it?"

Ye Daiwan suddenly felt that all her internal organs were mixed together, and she murmured uncomfortably. "I don't know, I don't know. I don't know. How do I know that? ”

Xie Zhang is not the kind of person who does not understand the world, so he immediately changed the topic and explained something else. Then it wasn't until the end that Xie Zhang quickly passed her and whispered. "The Queen Mother wants to hang the curtain and listen to the government. Your Majesty, be careful. Then he left quickly, leaving only Ye Daiwan with a back.

Oh my God, can you still make people have a good lunch. Ye Daiwan felt that she was going to be unable to swallow again. Every day there are new moths, can't you stop for a day? Before it was Xishan, then Xu Shinu, and now it is going to listen to the government. Does she think there must be something in the world that will go her way?

There are advantages and disadvantages for the queen mother to listen to politics. The good thing is that when she is attacked by a concentrated fire, the Queen Mother must be more targeted than her, and by then she can get enough goodwill as long as she keeps quiet. But there are also countless disadvantages, and most importantly, the thought of having to meet the Queen Mother every day is painful enough. She's just a madman.

To get along with a madman. It doesn't get any worse than that, and she doesn't do it, even if it's a big benefit. You have to figure it out. But what could she do? Even if she refuses, it is impossible for her to refuse. But wait, she doesn't want to, which means that others may not be willing.

This is the opportunity. It's not that she brags, anyone who can occupy a place in the court has a minimum of awareness. If you want to compete with a milky emperor who has not dried up, or with a mad queen mother who does not play cards according to common sense at any time, everyone should have a bias. At least she didn't think any fool would choose the latter.

Maybe there was the Xu family three days ago. Now, though, I believe it won't. If one Xu Shinu is not enough, then she reminds them that there is more. But how can you remind them. There are too few people she can use now. Lu Shushen may be able to help her, but she must be fast, at least faster than the Queen Mother.

"Shushen, can you find a string of Buddhist beads for me?" As usual, it was time to comb her hair before going to bed, and Ye Daiwan suddenly made such a request, this was the first time she had made a willful request. Of course, Lu Shushen would not refuse her. In fact, she prepared a string of one hundred and eight six-path wooden Buddha beads for Ye Daidui that was very suitable for her, with jade yellow beeswax on the beads, and an expensive piece of old beeswax.

The six naturally formed wooden ridges on the six trees are believed to represent the six wisdom swords of Manjushri and can cut through human troubles, or symbolize the six-character proverb (i.e., the six-character mantra "Om Mani Horn Mi Mi"), which is believed to be used to ward off evil spirits. It is said that the Liudao wood is a magic weapon to ward off evil spirits, so it is also called "dragon descending wood" by the Buddhists. It is precisely because of the simplicity and nature of the six trees and the meaning they contain that they symbolize what Buddhism calls the "six realms of reincarnation".

"It's beautiful. I love it, thank you, Shushen. Ye Daiwan knew that this was the first step. The fact that she got a string of Buddhist beads through Lu Shushen didn't need more time, and it would spread throughout Shangjing before she fell asleep. Tomorrow morning, even the old lady who only eats tofu will know that the next empress is a Buddhist.

People of faith will give people a lot of special feelings. One is to have principles, do something and not do something, and like Buddhism, there will be one more feeling, which makes people feel more compassionate; The second is positivity, where faith can motivate people to move forward; The third and most important thing is that things are like and people are grouped, and the same faith will bring her many kinds.

The similarities between people will bring a lot of supportive power. Ye Daiwan began to carry Buddha beads in her daily life, and recited the six-character proverb whenever she was free, although she knew that it was not the Buddha who could save her life, but only herself.

"Your Majesty, do you believe in Buddhism?" In class the next day, the strange attendant was gone. Teacher Xie Zhang also changed back to his normal appearance. "Faith creates bias."

"Yes." Ye Daiwan agreed very calmly. The bias that faith creates, and in the time in which she lived, faith was undoubtedly paranoid, but in this age of nothing, it was clear that faith made people powerful. She was too weak and had to rely on others.

It's temporary, but it's not permanent. The fool worships the body, the wise worship wisdom, and only the wise worship themselves.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter. Today I want to talk about the Cui family, who master the Ministry of Rites and Dali Temple, they claim to be the correct law of the world's etiquette, a group of lonely and arrogant strange people. "Xie Zhang doesn't seem to like them very much." If you meet them, you'd better turn around and leave. ”

"Because they don't pay attention to the law of etiquette. You're going to be annoyed. "Xie Zhang, what about your crepe way of speaking. Eaten? Said to be a good talent. It feels like the characters are all broken. "And there's a question in front of you about them. They think you're underage. ”

"So they want the Queen Mother to listen to the government?" Ye Daiwan felt that they were crazy. Even the threat of the atomic bomb is not as great as that of this queen mother. "But I'm sixteen years old, and I'm an adult according to ethics."

"That's true as an ordinary girl. But as an empress, this is too young. But the regent they proposed was not the Empress Dowager. Of course, the Queen Mother didn't think so. The Queen Mother thought that if there was a regent, it would be her. Xie Zhang began to draw a diagram of the relationship on the table with water, and he could not leave any evidence, not a word on a piece of paper.