Renzhiyuan and his party made Wei Tuan'er feel quite brisk, and when she returned to Xianju Palace all the way, her mind still flashed from time to time when she gave money, the slightly flustered look of King Yong'an.

The life in the forbidden palace is monotonous and boring, even if she is the favorite maid of the God Emperor, she is not exempt from vulgarity. After the Emperor moved to the Ouchi Senju Palace, the atmosphere became solemn and busy, and some pastimes and idle scenes among the palace people could be avoided, and daily life became more depressing and lonely.

In hindsight, Wei Tuan'er didn't know why he made that kind of reckless move. But she has never been a forward-looking character, and she had that impulse at the time, so she did it subconsciously.

There is no need to have any definite purpose, but thinking that in the future, King Yong'an will wear the pouch and bathe in this incense, as if there is a subtle connection between them, and the boring life seems to add a little color.

The layout of the Xianju Palace is much more cramped than that of the Shangyang Palace, and after returning to the palace, Wei Tuan'er waved his hand and retreated from the entourage, not daring to be too ostentatious.

Before entering the palace to resume her life, she deliberately detoured to the corridor hall on the left, and saw Shangguan Cairen and a group of female officials bowing down to the case, smiling and responding to several female history palace people passing by, and then went to the Immortal Hall where the God Emperor was.

The kings of the Li family were in turmoil, and the emperor moved from Shangyang Palace to Da Nei, and only held a great court meeting in Zhenguan Palace, and then lived in Xianju Palace, and occasionally went to Yizheng Hall to discuss with Zaifu Gongqing, and most of the rest of the time lived in the Xian Palace.

Of course, only palace maids like Wei Tuan'er can clearly understand where the Divine Emperor is stationed can be clearly understood, and even those female officials who are waiting for the edict do not know where the Divine Emperor will stay at night.

Sometimes, Wei Tuan'er also envied the fact that those female officials were so much used under the Divine Emperor, but when he thought of his closeness to his confidants, those envious feelings were gradually diluted.

When Wei Tuan'er walked to the front of the steps of the Jixian Palace, he saw a middle-aged man in a purple robe descending the steps, who was the queen mother's nephew, Chunguan Shangshu Wu Chenghei. Wei Tuan'er didn't dare to rush to the steps, so he stood on the outside of the hall steps and waited for Wu Chenghei to pass.

Wu Chengsi is nearly forty years old, with a medium build, a straight chest and a convex abdomen, middle-aged fat and fat cheeks, his eyes are becoming more and more slender, his face is pale, and the whole person looks radiant and complacent.

He strode with a jade belt in his hand, and saw Wei Tuan'er in front of the steps from a distance, his eyes suddenly brightened, his steps were a little lighter, he looked congeniently and drooped, his eyes slid over Wei Tuan'er's delicate body curve before falling on his delicate face, and said with a smile: "I just entered the palace to do something, and I didn't see Wei Niangzi's trace to greet and send off, and I was in a state of amazement, I don't know what the lady is doing?" ”

Not to mention the close relationship with the God Emperor, Wu Chengsi himself is still a member of Taiwan Province, but when he spoke to Wei Tuan'er, his tone and posture were more intimate than solemn.

One is that he loves the house and Wu, Wei Tuan'er is the god emperor's favorite maid, and he is closer to each other than his nephew. The second is the charm of this woman herself, she is in her early twenties, and Rao is Wu Chenghei's current authority and fame are hot, and there are many colors and arts for her amusement, but she is still quite coveted.

Because of the relationship between the God Emperor, Wei Tuan'er and Wu Chenghei are also familiar with each other, and sometimes when Wu Chengsi is called in, she is mostly received by her. The enthusiastic eyes made her feel the great charm of herself, and she was also happy to listen to each other's anecdotes in the small talk.

However, today, Wu Chengsi's slippery and ridiculous eyes made Wei Tuan'er feel a little uncomfortable, and subconsciously took a step back and then looked up at the other party, and said with a straight face: "Is Shangshu already banned from trouble?" Since the concubine is not in front of His Majesty, she naturally has something to do. ”

Hearing this answer, Wu Chenghe's smile froze on his face, his fat cheeks trembled slightly, and after a while, his expression eased again, and he sneered: "The lady plays me, everything in the outer court is complicated, I want to serve His Majesty, but unfortunately I can't fulfill my wish." ”

As he spoke, he lowered two steps, and then stood at the same height as Wei Tuan'er, after a pause, his sleeves shook, and a bag turned out from the palm of his hand, and said with a smile: "A few days ago, the skillful artist under the door entered Yayong, this magpie silk wears a woven feather sac and is quite lined with the lady's demeanor, and he goes in and out for a few days, looking forward to giving the lady a reward." ”

Wei Tuan'er was soon attracted by the colorful embroidered bag, raised his hand to take it and played with it for a while, but suddenly remembered that the gift to King Yong'an just now was just her own leisure to weave, far less delicate and lovely than the thing in her hand, and for a while her heart was a little shy, and the joy of winning gifts faded a little.

After that, Wei Tuan'er chatted with Wu Chengsi for a few more words, and then walked up the stairs.

Wu Chengsi stood in place, smiling and watching Wei Tuan'er's slender back enter the hall, and then turned his head and walked away from here, but his face instantly turned cold, and a low scolding voice came out between his lips and teeth: "Cheap girl!" ”

The eunuchs and palace maids in the palace each held utensils and stood in the corner, but there was no strange sound. After Wei Tuan'er entered the palace, he first glanced at His Majesty the God Emperor who was sitting on the imperial bed and reviewing the scrolls, and then took the lacquerware wooden tray from the palace maid, and walked forward with a drink on his knees.

"Coming back?"

Wu Zetian glanced away from the file and glanced at Wei Tuan'er, and by the way, he adjusted his sitting posture to let go of the jade cup on the side of the case, and his gaze moved back.

Wei Tuan'er didn't reply, first poured half a full amount of buttermilk into the cup, picked up the ivory tail and retreated to the side of the imperial bed, and swept out the thin layer of incense ash accumulated in the Boshan furnace.

When she did this, her eyes were always on the God Emperor, and when she saw the God Emperor put down the file and picked up the jade cup, she frowned and said lightly: "The maid really doesn't want to be a layman, it's not that she is lazy and doesn't work hard, but she is worried that His Majesty's service can't be properly and thoughtfully." ”

Wu Zetian laughed when he heard this: "Without your little evil maid swaggering in front of me, I can be calmer." ”

Wei Tuan'er stepped forward and put his hand on the waist of the God Emperor, stroked his fingers lightly on his back, although his face was resentful and aggrieved, he said in his mouth: "The princess of Yongwang, the three kings, and the county lord all accepted the edict, crying and thanking for the grace......"

She spoke very carefully, and even talked about the expressions of King Yong's family, but because it was too cumbersome, the God Emperor hadn't finished talking after drinking the buttermilk in the cup.

Wu Zetian didn't let her stop, and continued to read the first batch of files, and said that she was still listening.

Seeing that the Divine Emperor did not mean to stop, Wei Tuan'er could only continue to tell, but she did not stay long in Renzhiyuan, and what she could remember and tell was really limited.

The human eye is really strange, although King Yong'an is only fourteen or fifteen years old, Wei Tuan'er is unforgettable at first sight, and even when it comes to the appearance of the eyebrows and eyes now, the description is unconsciously more specific and detailed than the other two kings.

Although Wu Zetian is dual-minded, he is still keenly aware of the difference between this description. She paused as she swiped her gaze on the paper, then asked, "That kid still has a chronic illness?" ”

"The maid is not Bian Que Huatuo, how can you see it at a glance. But seeing that the king spoke elegantly and had a bright vision, he only struck His Majesty's brilliance, but he already surpassed most of the men in the world......"

Wei Tuan'er was talking in her mouth, and suddenly found that the God Emperor was looking at her, her eyes were not sharp, but she revealed a little interest, but her heartstrings still trembled suddenly, and she lowered her head and said: "The maid is not an empty invitation to pet, although there are not many handsome people in the world, but it can be inferred that it is difficult to know the vulgar color." ”

The corners of Wu Zetian's mouth curled slightly, and he turned and asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

Wei Tuan'er frowned and groaned, and thought for a moment before he said: "There is also the barren palace, the rotten water in Jiuzhou Pond is dirty, the scenery is really indecent, and the maid also unravels the incense and presents it to the king, and is worried about where to find a ......."

Wu Zetian wiped his hand on the case, and retracted his gaze again, indicating that he was no longer interested in listening. Wei Tuan'er talked so much, but she didn't talk about what she was concerned about.

Although she didn't know what she wanted to know, since she had arranged for someone close to her to go to the interrogation, the assignee should need to figure out what she didn't mean in order to observe the information she was interested in.

At present, she has a lot of things on her desk, and how can she have too much energy to devote to such trivial things to think about and understand carefully. If everything needs to be listed in her own arms, what do she do to support these many idlers inside and outside?

From this point of view, Wei Tuan'er's service and living are acceptable, but the dispatch is really inadequate.

In addition to being disappointed, Wu Zetian picked up the pen and wrote, and the note was soon full of handwriting, and it was forwarded to Wei Tuan'er and said: "Send it to the Langdian, go to the princess's mansion with Wan'er in a faint manner, and stay in the forbidden middle school for a few days." ”

The one who can be bluntly said by the God Emperor that the princess is not worthy of her name will naturally only be Princess Taiping. Wei Tuan'er took the note, and it was inevitable that she was a little frustrated, she faintly felt that the God Emperor was a little dissatisfied, but she couldn't figure out what she had done badly, so she retreated from the palace with a heavy heart.

Wu Zetian continued to review the file, her speed was very fast, and the processing of a file was often only within a few tens of breaths. Not fast, because there are so many things she is facing right now.

Although the rebellion of the father and son of the king of Yue was whirled and destroyed, the impact was great, the people of the two states needed to be pacified, and the counterinsurgency army needed to be dispatched. The meritorious soldiers are rewarded, the criminals are severely punished, and the hidden evil is dug deep to sweep away the remaining troubles.

In addition, more than half of September has passed, and the date of the celebration to go to Luoshui to receive the treasure map is getting closer and closer. After that, a series of measures must be carried out in full swing. In addition, at such a critical moment, the frontier must not bring about great changes.

A new recital came into view, and Wu Zetian's speed of review slowed down suddenly. This recital is not long, and the affairs it says are not big, but it is to ask the emperor's grandson, King Yong, and others to come out of the pavilion to study, and ask the performer to be Ouyang Tong, the supervisor of the palace.

Wu Zetian frowned slightly, and subconsciously wanted to put up a pen to check whether he wanted to do it, and he was secretly dissatisfied with the minister's behavior of smelling the fish and moving and gaining inches. She had only made a cut, but in the space of two days, she had seen it no less than twice, which made her feel irritated.

But the pen was about to touch the paper, Wu Zetian paused again, and after a little muttering, he put down the word "Yun", and hooked it heavily at the place where the performer was named. This means that in addition to returning this piece to the Feng Pavilion and copying it, the inner court must also keep a copy for future retrieval.