67. Contribution (1)
"Actually, it doesn't hurt to talk about it, but it's just something that people know in their hearts, but no one wants to say it. Everyone knows that after the death of Gaozu of the Dao Dao, the Empress Dowager Lu leaned towards the government and the opposition, the world was fundamentally shaken, and it was precarious, just like a good-looking apple, if a hole began to rot from the kernel, no one knew the Dao, and when the apple was awakened, it was rotten, and what was even more terrifying was that no one dared to touch the apple again. ”
"And what do you think of this apple?"
"Do you think that those courtiers and princes are fools, those princes and princes of the Liu family must judge the situation now, but now there is only one leader missing, if I are them, at least I should be a little majestic in front of the Lu family, which will not only deter them, but also inspire the Liu family, and whoever comes out now, I'm afraid that the people's hearts will be who's, this...... It's the same as playing chess and eating children! ”
Chang Xi smiled stupidly, looking innocent and innocent.
"Trick ......"
The words just now really shocked Liu Zhang. This point of view of hers is exactly the method that Liu Zhang has been thinking about in the past few days to change the current situation.
When Pu Qing and I were in the backyard with a tree branch and ready to fight, Chang Xi and Liu Zhang came over together.
Both of them put on serious expressions as if they had finished a people's meeting, and I don't know what happened to Lu Dao. Pu Qing is a heartless guy, strictly speaking, he only has the safety of the young master of his family in his eyes, and he doesn't care about these small things.
So when Liu Zhang came out, he immediately put down the branch in his hand and followed him in a hurry.
There was no moonlight tonight, there was a storm, and the passenger flow of the Forgotten Dust Pavilion was less than half, so Chang Xi, the treasure of the Town Pavilion, simply stayed in the house.
"Hey, hey, don't you have sore teeth when you eat so many oranges?"
I looked at the mountains of orange peels piled up in front of me, and Chang Xi still peeled one in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth piece by piece. I really can't stand it, is she in a state of rage?
"I'm nervous." She continued to stuff the orange petals and sat in front of me in a very manly position.
"Nervous? What can you be nervous about? Won't it be the monthly letter? ”
She glanced at me and didn't speak.
I was stunned for two seconds and then knocked my head: "Oh, yes, you're in confinement now." ”
When her mouth was free, she said to me: "I am nervous because I lied, and nervous because I am uneasy." ”
I scoffed: "After surviving in the harem for so long, you will also feel upset because of lying?" Don't be hypocritical, are there still fewer tricks in the palace? What's more, didn't you just hide your identity and enter the palace in the first place. ”
"This time it's different."
Chang Xi got up and pushed open the window against the wall, and instantly let the wind and rain blow into the room, I raised my sleeves to block the cold wind, but Chang Xi stood straight.
Her hands were propped up on the window sill, and her body was leaning out of the window, and if she was a little flustered and in pain, I would have thought that she was about to commit suicide by jumping off the building.
But she was calm and comfortable, closing her eyes as if enjoying the feeling of the raindrops hitting her skin.
It was dark outside the window, but the room was very bright, and Chang Xi's figure blurred the edge in my eyes.
Then I heard her speak in a very cold tone, as if reading out the executioner of the prisoner, judging the life and death of people with the coldest eyes.