The Great Zhou Dynasty followed the convention, and when an important minister or his edict died, the court would give a text to show his virtue and glorify his clan. The difference is that when a minister dies, it is written by the emperor himself, or by a respected clan trusted by the emperor; When he died, he was written by the master of the harem.

Duan Wenlu is a fair wife of the British, the prince of the country is a superb, and the Jing family has been in charge of the army for generations and entrusted important tasks to the royal family, which can be called the humerus of the important ministers. His wife passed away, and she was the sister of the Empress Dowager Duan, so she was worthy of the Empress Dowager Duan's personal writing and sacrifice in public and private.

But it was such an important person, but the Empress Dowager Duan only sent an internal supervisor to bring a sacrifice to his spirit to reward him, not to mention that it was a text, and he didn't even give half of a word.

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty are not white in their eyes, they have been in the court for a long time, and they are all shrewd! Some discerning people have long guessed -

The first emperor is newly mourned, the new emperor is just hanging down, the lord is young and the mother is strong, and the major events in the court are all from the hands of the Empress Dowager Duan. Does this move mean that the political situation of the Great Zhou Dynasty is going to be washed again? When everyone thinks of this, they can't help but have a sudden feeling in their hearts: just a few years after their birthday, is there going to be any big change?

On second thought, it doesn't seem right. Aren't the Queen Mother sisters of the British Duchess? Although the Queen Mother has not heard of any close contacts since she married the first emperor of the East Palace in the past year, I have not heard of any unhappiness! Isn't it because of the death of Mrs. Duan that the Jing family lost the trust of the Queen Mother?

Someone slapped their thighs and got it!

The first lady of the British Gongjing Qiao, who married into the Jing family less than ten years ago, died, right? Now that Mrs. Duan has died, it has been less than ten years since she married into the Jing family...... Oops! Could there be something else going on here? Could it be that there is something hidden in the British Mansion that outsiders do not know?

Those who have good deeds have already begun to think about what will happen to Jingzi Qiao if he marries a wife again. What's more, the heads of the major families avoided Jing Ziqiao inside and out, for fear that he would fall in love with his own school-age daughter and come to propose marriage.

For a few days, Jing Ziqiao was as restless as an ant on a hot pot.

Mrs. Duan has been in poor health since she married into the British government, especially after giving birth to her daughter Jing Yan, she has become more and more weak, and finally boiled up the oil and lamp. As soon as his wife left, Jing Ziqiao seemed to have been torn off, and her children were young, so she became a motherless child again. Every time in the dead of night, thinking of everything when his wife was alive, Jing Ziqiao couldn't help but burst into tears.

But the disaster is not a single line, rumors are everywhere, and colleagues in the Manchu Dynasty are eager to avoid him. Rumors stop at the wise, Jingzi Qiao understands this truth. This is not the most terrible, the most terrible thing is the Queen Mother's attitude towards the Jing family now.

When his wife was alive, it seemed that the sisterhood with Empress Dowager Duan was very weak. He once explored, but his wife didn't say anything, only said: "Mandarin ducks marry into the heavenly family, how can they be as comfortable as me?" She must have her reasons."

Jing Ziqiao knows: The lord of the harem of the past dynasties has never borrowed his mother's family, or taken care of his mother's family, and there is no reason to ignore it.

After his wife died, Empress Dowager Duan didn't even have half a word of mourning, which shows that she hated her wife. It's just that I don't know why I hate this. It's obviously a sister of the same mother! What resentment can't be revealed?

Jing Ziqiao is the current head of the Jing family, and the future of the family and the Jing family are all involved in him, in this situation, he can't ignore it, he has to win the trust of the powerful Queen Mother for the Jing family, no matter how low his stature is, he must do it.

So, he took the young Jing Yan's hand and entered the palace to see the queen mother and the emperor.

The hall is empty, anyway, Yu Wenzhe thinks so. There are a lot of palace maids and inner prison attendants who serve, but one by one the atmosphere does not dare to come out, and the air condenses like a cold winter.

Yu Wenzhe had long been tired of seeing those retinues who were submissive, and her big round eyes turned away, first falling on Empress Dowager Duan's face. Mrs. Duan's back sank like water, and even the steaming tea next to her didn't seem to be able to melt the coldness on her face.

The queen mother is in a bad mood? Yuwen Zhe said in his heart. The queen mother is like this sometimes, she doesn't say a word, I really don't know what she thinks in her heart.

Yu Wenzhe turned his face away again and glanced at the British Duke who was sitting respectfully in the corner of the chair.

"Look at the face first, and the eyes reveal their thoughts." Yu Wenzhe stared at Jing Ziqiao's face, silently reciting in his heart the art of knowing people that the queen mother had taught her.

His face was dark, and the corners of his mouth drooped, which showed that he was sad and depressed in his heart; The eyes are blank, and it can be seen that the heart is heavy......

Yu Wenzhe silently came to the conclusion of his observation, and the little man couldn't help but sigh secretly: This British duke is her uncle, well, of course, before her aunt Mrs. Duan passed away. The so-called "three major sorrows of life", the loss of a mother at an early age, the loss of a wife in middle age, and the loss of a child in old age. No wonder he was so sad to be like this......

Oops! If you talk about sorrow, isn't it even more pitiful that the little cousin of the Jing family lost her mother at a young age?

Yu Wenzhe secretly blamed himself for caring too little about the silent little cousin before.

Speaking of the little cousin of the Jing family, when the British Duke led her to salute, it attracted Yu Wenzhe's attention-

Such a small person, as if carved in pink, is still wearing a plain little skirt, like a snow doll. She doesn't look like she's four or five years old, right? But she was so well-behaved, and she followed her father meticulously, and her little face was as tight as an adult...... All of this amazed Yuwen Zhe.

Yu Wenzhe has never seen this little cousin, she has been in the palace for a long time, and she has almost never seen the outside world, except for the civil and military ministers of the previous dynasty, she is the father and queen mother of the harem. After the death of the first emperor, she could only see her mother. I haven't seen anyone of my age, and those who are slightly closer in age are all little palace maids and little eunuchs; But they were all afraid of her, and they would only bow down when they saw her, and Yu Wenzhe felt that it was boring.

Today, she finally saw a little person younger than her, and she faintly felt a sense of pride in her heart that "I am a big child".

While Yu Wenzhe looked at the little cousin of the Jing family, the little Jing Yan had already noticed her. Although her father told her thousands of times along the way, "You must be good!" Don't look directly at the Queen Mother and the Emperor", but what can a five-year-old child understand? Her curiosity was still so strong.

In the interval between the salute, the conversation between the father and the queen mother, the little Jing Yan couldn't help but secretly look at Yu Wenzhe several times-

This little brother in a yellow robe and a golden crown is so good-looking! Xiao Jingyan sighed in his heart. Temporarily dilutes the grief of losing a mother.

He has red lips and white teeth, big eyes, and a straight nose...... When they first met, Xiao Jingyan had a good impression of Yu Wenzhe. is also an elder brother, this elder brother is more than a hundred times better looking than the elder brother in the family who only knows how to dance knives and guns every day, and look like mud monkeys.

Sister! I'm your brother! The young Jing Heng had already fainted from crying.

Everyone likes to see beautiful things, even young children. The more Xiao Jingyan looked at Yu Wenzhe, the more he felt like a person in a painting, with good clothes and bearing. It's a pity that she is still too young at the moment, her reading is limited, her choice of words and sentences is even more limited, and the only thing that goes around in her mind is the three words "really good-looking" to describe it.

She was fascinated, so she completely forgot the rules, and her eyes became more and more bold, just matching Yu Wenzhe's gaze towards her. The two villains were stunned.

Yu Wenzhe smiled first, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and the corners of his mouth were crooked. Jing Yan was stunned, and only felt that the little brother at this moment was even better looking than Fang Cai.

Looking at the little white dumpling's pink and tender face, Yu Wenzhe was in a very good mood. With a thought, she jumped off the seat, took a plate of snacks next to her, and strode to Jing Yan's chair under the stunned gaze of Empress Dowager Duan and Jing Ziqiao.

"Here's what you're going to eat!" Yu Wenzhe held a plate of osmanthus cake in front of Jing Yan's eyes, offering treasures, "Osmanthus cake, sweet!" It's delicious! ”

Jing Yan opened his mouth wide in shock, dumbfounded, and didn't know how to react. She subconsciously looked at her father, who was sitting next to her.

Jing Ziqiao saw the sincerity on the emperor's face at a glance, his mind turned sharply, he hurriedly got up, bowed down and saluted: "Thank you for your majesty's gift!" ”

Just took the plate of osmanthus cake.

Yu Wenzhe looked down at his empty hands, and the beautiful sister in front of him who had not yet reacted from the shock, and was a little lost: Why didn't the beautiful sister taste it? Is it an obstacle to the national ceremony?

Behind Mrs. Duan, who was sitting upright, looked at the actions and expressions of the three people expressionlessly, feeling a little sad in her heart. She feels sorry for her daughter, not only does she have to be raised as a boy, but she has been lonely and has no playmates since she was a child.

Although the British Duke is slippery, the Jing family is loyal for several generations, and he is in charge of soldiers, so it is really not suitable to be alienated. And this little girl of the Jing family, although she was born by Duan Wenlu, looks very much like Duan Wenlu, but she looks stupid and stupid, not like those daughters of the family, and the little people are eccentric and annoying.

Thinking like this, Empress Dowager Duan was a little relieved, and temporarily put down her thoughts of suppressing the Jing family. However, she has always liked to hold power in her hands, what is the future of the Jing family, she also has to see how sincere Jing Ziqiao is.

Seven-year-old Yu Wenzhe didn't know these twists and turns in his mother's heart, and "the way of the emperor" was still too far away for her when she was young. Her whole mind now was completely attracted by the beautiful sister in front of her, so that she just stood in front of Jing Yan's chair, looking at her earnestly, reluctant to leave.

The emperor was in such a situation, and Jingzi Qiao felt embarrassed. No matter how young the emperor is, he is also a venerable, so he does not dare to sit down.

Seeing that her daughter was still stupidly at a loss, Jingzi Qiao hurriedly scolded: "Yan'er, don't come down quickly, thank Your Majesty for your gift!" ”

Hearing his father's scolding, Jing Yan hurriedly jumped off the chair. She was small and had short legs, so she jumped down like this and almost fell, but fortunately, Yu Wenzhe caught her small body quickly.

"Thank you...... Thank you! Jing Yan puffed out his cheeks, and said in a small voice.

Yu Wenzhe grinned: "Your name is Yan'er?" ”

"Hmm." Jing Yan whispered.

"Jing Yan?"

"Hmm."

Because this little brother is so beautiful and a living person, Jing Yan couldn't help but be a little shy and lowered his head slightly.

Yu Wenzhe didn't care, took her white and baby fat little hand, and scratched it in her palm.

"Is this the word 'inkstone'?" Yu Wenzhe asked.

The first word my father taught me was my name. Therefore, Yu Wenzhe wrote Jing Yan naturally recognized.

"Yes." Jing Yan whispered.

The beautiful sister finally said a few more words, and Yu Wenzhe felt a great sense of accomplishment. She loved the way she spoke and loved her name. The so-called "people are like their names", this sister has grown up, she must be a person with a firm heart and a good character, right?

Faintly, in the heart of the little Yu Wenzhe, there is already an expectation.

She took Jing Yan's little hand and said softly: "It's not interesting here, can I take you to the Imperial Garden to play?" 166 Reading Network