Wen Qingwu was silent, and after a moment, he said again: "The concubine doesn't dare." ”

At this time, Emperor Joan of Arc was a little angry: "Why don't you eat oil and salt?!" I've apologized to you, don't be ignorant! ”

"The emperor thinks that I must accept your apology?" Wen Qingwu, who had been drooping his eyelids, raised his head and looked at Emperor Joan of Arc with a clear gaze.

Wen Qingwu is extremely beautiful, as beautiful as all the women who can enter the palace. It's just that this kind of beauty is not very conspicuous among the many. But if you look at it carefully, she has an aura that is different from other women, that kind of thing seems to be warm as water, as sharp as frost, and as calm as a pool...... Anyway, I couldn't tell, but suddenly crashed into those clear eyes, and Emperor Joan of Arc was stunned for a moment.

"Probably a lot of people think the same way, right?" Wen Qingwu looked at Emperor Zhende, and his direct gaze never shrank a little: "The emperor who dominates the world, I apologize to a little palace concubine." Even if you have made a big mistake, you should be forgiven. What's more, this is a small thing.

But the emperor can know that there are countless scholars in the world, countless unfair, and countless favoritism, and only the examination is their consolation in all injustices. So they chiseled the wall to steal the light, so they cantilevered their heads and pierced the strands, so they burned the sundial and the sac fireflies, and they spent all their efforts just to one day, to be able to stand out in this exam. That was their only hope. But now, even if it is an exam, you can abandon the efforts of others at will because of your own good, and even after the fact, a light apology wants to try to smooth out the injustice and hurt of the past. Doesn't the emperor think it's ridiculous? ”

Hearing this, Emperor Zhende withdrew his gaze from looking at Wen Qingwu, and thought for a while: "There's no need to be so careful, right?" Moreover, this is not a foreign imperial examination, but an assessment of a palace person. ”

"The palace people are not people? The palace people didn't put in the effort? If it can't be fair, why bother? Isn't it okay for the emperor to point out one directly? You have to let people see hope, and then make countless efforts, but in the end, you will deny all the words that are not trivial or serious. So why not give hope in the first place? Wen Qingwu looked at Emperor Zhende, although his words were sharp, his tone was always flat. It's like talking about someone else's business.

Now that she is useful, she has a fluttering apology. If she can't cure the nineteenth princess, what can she wait for? can't wait for anything, just like thousands of scholars who have been wronged because of injustice. Although she knows that she has to be useful to get to a high place step by step, as a scholar, it is difficult to let go of these injustices.

Emperor Joan of Arc was speechless, only looked at Wen Qingwu, thought about it, and finally thought of a few words that could be justified: "But when they enter the palace, they are all my slaves, and I will do whatever I tell them to do." Can you still be happy? If you don't believe it, ask the other palace people, even if you encounter something like you, which one will be as stubborn as you? Not even the palace concubine! Not to mention the palace people. Speaking of which, you're just grumpy. He also forcibly confused the imperial examination of the outer court with the winter examination of the inner palace. ”

She's certainly different from them. She has never been a slave, she has always been a master. Even in the past, he was not regarded as a slave in front of the Son of Heaven, but as a courtier. can imagine the obedience of the harem woman, but she was never a woman after all.

"Taste a piece of meat and know the taste of a wok, the tone of a ding." Wen Qingwu said: "Even if it's not the same exam, it's all exams." The emperor can interfere with the winter examination, who knows if he will interfere with the imperial examination? ”

"Nonsense, how could I interfere with the imperial examination?" Emperor Joan of Arc said, his voice lowered. He thought about something from earlier.

"The Son knows the wrongness of man by the righteousness of his body; If a person is not right, he knows what he is not right. Wen Qingwu said: "I can know what is right, and I can know what is wrong." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc couldn't figure it out, how could she be so able to debate as a girl? The way of debate and argument is the ability of scholars or court ministers in the imperial examination. It would be one concept, and good is another.

The more you talk about it, the more ugly it becomes, but it is full of truth. Emperor Joan of Arc simply didn't say anything more to her.

"Why are you so vindictive? I've never seen you hold a grudge like this. "Joan of Arc the Emperor.

When Wen Qingwu heard this, he laughed with disdain: "What does the emperor think the concubine should be like?" ”

This disdain stung Emperor Joande's eyes, and his tone became extremely dissatisfied: "Isn't it just to get my favor by saying so much and doing so much?" "What kind of winter test is what temperament, isn't it just to get his favor in the final analysis?

"Okay, from now on, as long as you treat Little Nineteen well, I will reward you for your favor. How about sleeping in your Nanxun Hall today? "Emperor Zhende is tall and rugged, much taller than Wen Qingwu, and after saying it condescendingly, his majesty is actually fully revealed.

All Wen Qingwu's emotions sank into her heart in an instant, she raised her eyebrows, and her eyebrows were cold: "The emperor is too worried." The concubine was sick and could not sleep. ”

For Emperor Joan of Arc, clarifying the last favor was already similar to the feeling of selling his body for the sake of Nineteen. Obviously, I hate this little hoof very much, and I have to cater to her for the sake of others, which is already the biggest concession, and when I heard Wen Qingwu's words, the anger came up all of a sudden: "Wen Jinze!" What do you mean? Don't think that I will do anything without you! Set up a shelf for me to coax you? Or do you want to get away with it? I'm telling you, I hate you more than anything you do! ”

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves and turned around and strode outside! This evil obstacle really him off! This evil obstacle that oil and salt do not enter!

Emperor Joan of Arc was in a hurry, strode out of the inner veil of the inner room, and strode out of the stairs outside the main hall, and suddenly a faint voice came from behind him: "The emperor is slow." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc stopped and turned his head to look at Wen Qingwu, with a look of anger on his face. But in my heart I was very disdainful. Now know he's angry? Want to redeem it? Do you still want to indulge in the past, these concubines play bad tricks, heh.

"There are thousands of women in the world who have tried their best to get close to His Majesty and compete for favor, and the emperor must also think that I am one of them." Wen Qingwu stood in the doorway on the stairs, the lantern candlelight on the eaves reflecting her beautiful face. She looked at Emperor Joan of Arc with a very flat gaze, without the expectation or apprehension that Emperor Joan of Arc thought.

Emperor Joan of Arc laughed disdainfully and did not answer. If you want to say that you admire Wen Jin, except for that eloquence, it is this ability to pretend.

looks like he doesn't care about the favor of power. If you don't care about the favor of power, how can you recommend yourself to the palace?