Soon after Cheng Jin left, it was winter.

A few days after the winter, the weather plummeted, and everyone in the palace wore thin cotton, and Wen Qingwu also wore a thin cotton jacket made in the palace.

It is the same shape as the palace maid, but because it is a big palace maid, or for other reasons, the pattern and material of this dress are not worn by ordinary palace people.

However, for Wen Qingwu, those who come do not refuse. It's just that there's still no difference in my heart. In her opinion, the difference between herself and other palace people is only that she was served by Emperor Joan of Arc in the near future.

Moreover, she has more than 300 days a year, day after day. Others can always take turns to take a day off. She, without Chengjin and the later winter exams, she can only stay by Emperor Joan of Arc all the time.

When the government was busy, he was still in the Zichen Hall until midnight.

Sometimes she was so tired that she even wanted to live directly in the Zichen Palace. You don't have to go back and forth through the entire Ouchi and spend half a day returning to Daifuku Palace.

But things are not as good as expected, and Wen Qingwu knows very well that it is impossible for him to rest in Zichen Palace.

You can't rest, you can't mention it.

Fortunately, in the previous life, no matter how tired and bitter she was, she only slept for two hours a day, and she was never too late for half a moment, and she left at night, and arrived in the Zichen Hall before dawn in the morning. Day by day, the court has not been delayed for a moment.

After a long time, in addition to the perseverance and patience of this little hoof in his heart, Emperor Joan of Arc has gradually become accustomed to Wen Qingwu's diligence.

No wonder Wei Wei would say that if she was a man, she would be of great use.

It is such self-discipline and resilience that few men in the court can match. If you are a man, you will not be a general.

In addition, since the floods, the Ministry of Industry adopted Wen Qingwu's proposal to expand the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal. This made Emperor Joan of Arc begin to identify with Wen Qingwu's wisdom and his way of thinking that was different from that of ordinary women.

Clever is really smart.

Honestly, at least for now, it seems to be really honest.

So later, when Emperor Joan of Arc encountered all kinds of troublesome court affairs, he would turn his head and ask a sentence or two. At this time, Wen Qingwu can always give him a satisfactory answer.

It's as if she always has answers in her head that he doesn't know and things and insights that he can't see.

This made him a little unhappy in his heart, but at the same time, he was very satisfied.

It was in this contradiction that Emperor Joan of Arc slowly began to trust Wen Qingwu.

In fact, it is not trust, it should be said to be habit. Accustomed to casually asking her thoughts when she encounters a problem, it suddenly becomes enlightened. In the eyes of Emperor Joan of Arc, this is just a matter of one or two sentences, but in the eyes of others, it is very different.

For example, Li Jianzhi, for example, Wei Guifei.

Wen Qingwu and Li Jianzhi stood outside the Zichen Palace. There were several prime ministers of the political hall discussing secret matters with Emperor Joan of Arc.

It's getting colder. After the winter, the day by day is overcast, and the day is overcast, and the sun is rarely seen.

She put her hands in her sleeves, looked at the sundial and open ground under the stairs, and asked casually, "Father-in-law, who will preside over the coming of all nations in spring next year?" ”

Li Jianzhi turned his head to look at Wen Qingwu strangely, although he wondered why Wen Qingwu asked this, the middle palace was empty, and there were only two of the four concubines left, and Concubine Xu Xian didn't care about mundane things all year round, so there was only one Wei Guifei.

I was puzzled in my heart, but my face was still unmoving, "This, the old slave doesn't know." "His self-proclaimed name has changed from our family to me, and now he has become an old slave.

After finishing speaking, Li Jianzhi was silent.

He is always like this, rarely talking, as long as Wen Qingwu doesn't take the initiative to tell him, he can almost not say a word to her all day long.

Knowing his temperament, Wen Qingwu didn't have much emotion, and only continued: "Come to think of it, it should be the concubine Niangniang." ”

"That's it." Li Jianzhi replied and stopped talking.

Wen Qingwu rolled up her sleeves and looked at the stairs in front of her, sighing, full of helplessness: "I don't know how to choose the palace concubine who will dance at that time." ”

Li Jianzhi raised his head and followed Wen Qingwu's gaze to look down the stairs, the layers of bluestone slabs were smooth and smooth, and they were cleaned very clean and spotless by the miscellaneous servants of the Internal Service Bureau.

"This ...... I don't know the specific old slave. He replied. The voice was a little sharp, lacking the magnetism of a man.

"My father-in-law has been by the emperor's side for so many years, should he have seen it?" Wen Qingwu asked.

"What have you seen?" Li Jianzhi turned his head and looked at Wen Qingwu, with a real puzzle in his eyes. Have you ever seen Wei Guifei select, or have you seen a palace concubine dance?

"I have seen all the nations come to court." Wen Qingwu turned his head and looked at Li Jianzhi. The eyes just met him, blazing brightly, inexplicably giving people a forced gaze.

The feeling of forced gaze was dazzling and gone, as if he was dazzled.

Li Jianzhi lowered his head and avoided Wen Qingwu's gaze, "I've seen it a few times." He said, looking back at the bottom of the stairs.

"Does the father-in-law know how to choose the palace concubine to dance?" Wen Qingwu asked, and when Li Jianzhi was about to open his mouth to deny it, she continued: "For so many years, my father-in-law doesn't know anything. ”

Li Jianzhi opened his mouth, and the perfunctory words came to his mouth, circled around and swallowed into his throat.

After thinking about it for a while, he said slowly: "It's not that I don't know it at all. ”

"Oh?" Wen Qingwu's eyes lit up, and he looked at Li Jianzhi's gaze with appropriate curiosity, "I don't know how to choose?" ”

Li Jianzhi pondered for a moment, then thought about it for a while, and then said slowly: "This matter, every mother is different." When the first queen was there, she naturally arranged it. The first queen was upright and upright, and when she was chosen, she came according to the rules. Personally selected by her, it is according to the dance. ”

There is nothing else to say, anyway, whoever dances well will be chosen. Go back and choose, let the teaching department line up the dance. ”

"Later, the first queen died, originally it was Shu" Li Jianzhi said, his voice stopped, he turned his head to look at Wen Qingwu, and then looked back at the stone steps, "Later, I asked her to preside, but now,"

The old slave who picked people was picked by the first queen. But speaking of which, how Wei Guifei wants to choose, the old slave really doesn't know. Li Jianzhi rarely said so much.

In fact, having said so much, it sounds really useful, but there are not a few words.

It's like an old fritter who is used to fooling people, and after saying it, I thought it was very heartfelt and heartfelt to you, and after thinking about it carefully, there was no meaning in the words.

Wen Qingwu simply didn't ask, staring at the open ground hidden by the dark clouds below, thinking deeply.

After a long time, he yawned, and then he heard movement behind him.

The two hurriedly walked half a step to the side, retreated to the door, and saw the ministers inside slowly walking out. Talking to each other.