Wen Qingwu flattened his mouth and didn't speak. This small action fell in the eyes of Emperor Joan of Arc, and he fell silent. Yes, Qin Andao's death was under his nose, the death of the first queen was also under his nose, and even nineteen grew up under his nose.

"The nineteenth princess and maid can do their best, but as for what to check, Your Majesty still don't look for me, I still want to live a little longer." Wen Qingwu said bluntly.

Emperor Joan of Arc glanced at Wen Qingwu, but did not continue to say anything.

Although I don't like it, this is also true. He thought for a while: "Then I'll arrange for Si Mu to check on this matter." When the time comes, you cooperate with him. ”

Si Mu was the person in charge of interrogating Wen Qingwu on the way to Luoyang Palace, and he was also the only person other than Emperor Zhende who knew that Wen Qingwu would be a witch.

When Wen Qingwu heard this, her brows frowned slightly: "Your Majesty, can you not investigate this matter for the time being?" ”

"Why?"

"I just started to treat Princess Jinyang here, Your Majesty asked General Si to start investigating, what if you alarm the people in the shadows and make a fuss about Princess Jinyang?" Wen Qingwu said.

The most important thing now is to take care of the nineteenth princess's body first.

Emperor Zhende thought about it, but still shook his head: "No, it's too dangerous for such a person to be allowed in the palace." "Not only did he have nineteen, but he had so many children. If there is a person who has been lurking in the palace for more than ten years and knows witchcraft, he will definitely not be able to bear it!

Wen Qingwu looked at Emperor Zhende and knew that he had made up his mind. Will definitely check in the palace. Also, for thousands of years, there have been people in the harem who have used witchcraft Gu techniques, which is also a bloodbath that is widely implicated, not to mention the direct use of witches on the royal family and the lord of the middle palace.

"This matter must be investigated, and I will explain to Si Mu when I turn around, and you will have private contact with him." Emperor Zhende said, looked at Wen Qingwu and said with disgust: "If you want to stay a little longer, you must be careful." Don't be like that night, you can be caught by someone if you climb a wall and make me embarrassed. ”

"Yes." Wen Qingwu responded.

"After this incident, if you are okay, I will reward you again." Joan of Arc the Emperor.

She said that when she was able to protect the nineteenth princess for two years, she didn't see Emperor Joan of Arc saying that she wanted to reward anything, but this matter was a big reward.

"What are you rewarding?" She asked.

"What else dare to ask for a reward in front of me without doing anything?" Emperor Joan of Arc looked at Wen Qingwu with disgust: "Thunder, rain and dew are all Jun'en, have you heard of it?" ”

"Your Majesty wants to reward me with thunder and rain?" Wen Qingwu said, shaking his head: "Then I don't want it." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc put the tea cup in his hand on the table: "You are getting bolder and bolder!" Okay, so what do you want? ”

Wen Qingwu tilted his head and thought about it. Seeing her serious thinking, Emperor Zhende felt funny, so he teased: "You said that if you become a slave, you can only be a small talent." In this case, if you want to move up the ranks, don't talk about it. ”

For the palace concubine, the greatest gift is nothing more than the division and the promotion of the family members. As soon as Emperor Joan of Arc opened his mouth, he blocked what he thought was the biggest benefit that Wen Qingwu could mention.

Wen Qingwu looked at Emperor Zhende and nodded seriously: "Okay, the slave won't mention this." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc suddenly lost interest and said dissatisfiedly: "Then what else do you want?" ”

"As long as the slave maid is always by His Majesty's side, can I?" Wen Qingwu said.

To be honest, Emperor Joan of Arc had heard such a request many times. But these are all affectionate palace concubines in order to get close to themselves, and what they finally ask for is just a share.

Don't divide the position, what if you want these?

"That's it?"

"The emperor thinks it is less?" Wen Qingwu asked, and then thought about it: "In fact, the slave maid has been at home since he was a child, and he has served by his father's side, so he grinds and lays paper for him, and the biggest difference is that my father often tells me about various things in the DPRK and China, and will discuss many official affairs with me." ”

"Ying Guogong is still discussing court politics with you?" Emperor Joan of Arc asked unexpectedly.

Wen Qingwu's father, Wen Shihua, was the governor of Lizhou, and Gaozu was crowned the prince of the country after being called emperor.

Wen Qingwu nodded, and said again when Emperor Zhende frowned: "Probably because I am talented and intelligent." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc sneered and disagreed.

"I have two older brothers, and my father has spoken to them, but one is more stupid than the other, and often I can't even understand what my father means, let alone talk to him." Wen Qingwu said, with a faint pride on her face: "I can talk to my father about it." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc looked at Wen Qingwu's appearance, but he was only a teenager, a few years younger than his eldest daughters. He quipped, "Isn't the reward you want to mention so that I can talk to you about the government?" ”

Wen Qingwu looked at Emperor Joan of Arc and blinked. Emperor Joan of Arc snorted coldly: "How many times have you copied the first queen's "Female Rules"? "All the palace concubines who enter the palace, regardless of their rank, will be asked to copy the "Women's Rules" written by the former queen.

The first queen admired the most, which was Ban Zhao of the former dynasty, who paid attention to women's three obedience and four virtues, and opposed the participation of harem women in politics.

"Imperial government?" Wen Qingwu's face was flustered: "Even if Your Majesty tells the concubines about those things, the concubines don't dare to listen to them!" She said, with a faint light in her clear eyes: "The harem is prosperous, and it doesn't belong to me." The emperor's favor is not me, and the glory of thousands of people is not me. I am a palace concubine, and I no longer enjoy the honor of a palace concubine since I promised the emperor to be a maid. ”

Emperor Joan of Arc listened, nodded, and said that he would refuse whatever he knew.

"There is no glory of the palace concubine, and there is no expectation of the servant. The maids of the Tianzhou Hou Palace can be released from the palace when they reach the age of twenty-five, and Your Majesty thinks I can still leave the palace? Wen Qingwu said, took out the handkerchief that he kicked in his arms at some point, pressed the corner of his eye, and wanted to cry: "In my life, I only have one husband and one lord for the emperor." I'm still so young, I don't know how to sit for decades, and if I live like this every day, I'm afraid I'll die early. ”

Emperor Zhende looked at Wen Qingwu and snorted coldly: "It's not a joke to leave a stench for a thousand years, you are so annoying that you will definitely live longer than anyone else, and you will not die early, don't worry." "Besides, he still has a hospital, what are you afraid of?

Wen Qingwu was unmoved, and continued: "There is no honor and no expectation, I just want this life to have a little fun, it can be the anecdote of hunting, it can be the first flower of Peach Blossom Mountain, it can be an adult who makes the emperor unhappy, or it can be a little slave who makes the emperor happy." For me, these are probably the only embellishments of my pale life, and if the emperor wants to, he can take them as a reward for me, and if he doesn't, he will give up. ”

Looking at Wen Qingwu's pitiful appearance, Emperor Zhende almost relented and said that it is good to promote you to a certain position. If you enter more than nine concubines, if you are favored, you can go out of the palace and build your own house. said it so pitifully, he couldn't help but respond to her nonsense. But thinking of Wen Qingwumen's clear mind, he still suppressed the pity in his heart.