342 - Can't run and can't beg
In the middle of the courtyard, there is also a stone mill, including the kitchen, that is, the appearance of four or five rooms, in addition to taking out one as a residence, the remaining two or three empty rooms are used to hold the clothes and bedding used in each yellow door of the twelve rooms.
Shabby to such a realm, it is hard for you to imagine that here, it is actually Emperor Xuan called him the second brother, the first emperor and the current empress have to shout Zhao Weng's Sui Yang three generations of governors and eunuchs, and walk the residence of Zhao Liwen Zhao Mink Temple.
Any official's residence is a hundred times stronger than his.
When the empress led Grandpa Le and a few small yellow doors to come, Zhao Liwen was dressed in civilian clothes and was cleaning the yard with a broom, and when the empress saw it, she hurriedly stepped forward and snatched the broom from Zhao Liwen's hand, and blamed her: "Zhao Weng, why did you do it yourself again, didn't I say it, just let the people below do it." ”
Zhao Liwen smiled and said: "Your Majesty, don't you think of the slave as the useless bad old man, the slave has a hard body, to put it mildly, ordinary young men are difficult to compare with the toughness of the slave." ”
The empress couldn't help nodding: "I believe, I believe, after all, Zhao Weng, you are a famous cat." ”
Hearing this, Zhao Liwen stroked his beard and smiled.
Father-in-law Le brought the ginseng soup very familiarly, and said respectfully: "Mink Temple, this is the ginseng soup specially made for you by His Majesty." ”
Zhao Liwen frowned when he heard this, and looked back at the empress: "Your Majesty, why are you boiling this thing again?" The minion has long been good, you don't need it at all, it's better to keep it for yourself, you're busy working so late every day, you need to make up for it more than the minion. ”
The empress smiled, handed the broom in her hand to Grandpa Le, took the food box containing the ginseng soup, and opened it, and the ginseng soup was still steaming.
She took it out and poured a bowl for Zhao Liwen and said, "Zhao Weng, don't worry, I have rested much better, I don't stay up late, and I sleep soundly, you see, there is no bloodshot in my eyes." ”
Zhao Liwen still shook his head: "That's not good, how can your majesty be so worried about this cheap bone of a slave." ”
"It's here again, it's here again, isn't it, Zhao Weng, what do you say, it's also my elder, I honor my elders, what's not to do?" The empress pretended to be angry.
panicked so much that Zhao Liwen was busy kneeling; "How can a slave dare to be His Majesty's elder."
The empress held the ginseng soup in one hand, and supported Zhao Liwen with the other to prevent him from kneeling, and said in her mouth: "Zhao Weng, don't be like this, get up quickly, the ginseng soup in my hand will be spilled in a while." ”
Zhao Liwen didn't kneel down when he heard this.
Because of the action just now, the empress's fingers were burned by the ginseng soup, so she changed her hand, pinched her earlobe, handed the ginseng soup to Zhao Liwen, and said: "Zhao Weng, you drink it while it's hot, and after drinking it for a while, I have something to tell you." ”
Zhao Liwen looked at the empress puzzled.
The empress smiled mysteriously: "This matter, guarantee Zhao Weng, you will definitely be shocked when you hear it?" ”
Zhao Liwen also laughed: "Then don't listen to the minion, this person is old, he doesn't have a few teeth, and if he loses two more, it's not cost-effective, Your Majesty, you say yes." ”
As soon as the empress heard this, she grabbed Zhao Liwen's arm and sprinkled coquettishly: "No, no, no, I want Zhao Weng to listen." ”
Zhao Liwen hurriedly agreed: "Okay, good, the slave listens, the slave listens, Your Majesty, if you shake it again, this ginseng soup will be spilled." ”
When the empress heard this, she immediately stopped her hand and stood in place: "Then I won't shake, Zhao Weng, drink quickly." ”
Zhao Liwen blew the ginseng soup slightly cool, opened his mouth to drink, and the empress glanced at the courtyard and said, "Zhao Weng, it's getting late, why don't you take the lamp?" Le Gonggong. ”
Hearing the vocal music, the father-in-law stepped forward: "Your Majesty." ”
"Go, light all the lights in the yard."
Hearing this, Zhao Liwen hurriedly shouted: "No, no Your Majesty, the slave is used to it, no need to hold the lamp." ”
"What if you come out at night and bump into it." The empress was a little worried.
Zhao Liwen said with a smile: "There is only one slave in this quadrangle, who can knock and touch whom?" Besides, it doesn't cost any money to light the lamp. ”
"How can I have much silver?" The empress who has always been slamming the door is rare and generous.
"It's still goodbye, after so many years, it's all here, and the lights are cold and cold, and the minions are not used to it."
Hearing this, the empress pursed her lips: "Okay." ”
Zhao Liwen finished drinking the ginseng soup and was about to wipe his mouth, when the empress handed over his handkerchief, the latter said thank you, wiped his mouth, and asked the empress: "Your Majesty, what do you have to say to the minion." ”
The empress looked at Father-in-law Le and the yellow doors that came with her, waved her hand and said, "You are all waiting outside, I have something to say to Zhao Weng alone." ”
"Yes."
After speaking, Grandpa Le led the yellow doors out, and when he left, he closed the door.
The empress and Zhao Liwen were left in the courtyard, and the latter looked at the empress in wonder and didn't understand what it meant.
Seeing that, the empress reached out and grabbed Zhao Liwen's wrist, came to the stone bench in the courtyard and sat down, and said, "Zhao Weng, guess what I heard on the way here just now?" ”
Zhao Liwen shook his head, rolled his sleeves and said, "Your Majesty, the slave is not clairvoyant, how can you guess it." ”
The empress giggled, as if only in front of Zhao Liwen had she regained her frank nature as a twenty-year-old girl.
Seeing that, the empress winked at Zhao Liwen and said, "Just now, Uncle Huang was with Lao Xiangguo, instigating Xiao Laizi to marry me, Zhao Weng, tell me, this thing is funny." ”
As the words fell, the empress laughed to herself.
After laughing for a long time, seeing that Zhao Liwen did not move, the empress felt very embarrassed, so she touched her nose and asked, "Zhao Weng, why don't you laugh, isn't it funny?" ”
Zhao Liwen seemed to see through the empress's thoughts at a glance, and went straight to the point and asked, "Your Majesty, the slave asks more." ”
"What?"
"Marry Wang Xiaolai, do you refuse?" Zhao Li Wendao.
In a word, the empress asked directly.
The reason why she told Zhao Liwen about this is nothing more than a little bit of her own careful thinking, for example, you will always tell everything about the people close to you and your friends of the opposite sex.
Whoever is close to the empress can be counted on one finger.
Wang Xiaolai and the Eight Sages King naturally can't say that one is the party concerned, and the other is the author of the envoy who mentioned this matter.
Of course, Suizhu is also counted, but you can't let the empress go thousands of miles to Silla to talk about it, I'm afraid Suizhu will be mad on the spot when she finds out.
Not to mention Narcissus, let Narcissus know, there are only two consequences, one is that Wang Xiaolai has been targeted since then, and second, that is, Wang Xiaolai has no future, and he ascended to heaven on the spot.
After all the calculations, the empress had no choice but to tell Zhao Liwen about it, in addition to sharing some unconcealable panic in her heart, more importantly, she just wanted to find someone to talk to.
Therefore, after Zhao Liwen heard this passage, he asked the empress directly: "Okay, now I won't talk about you, Your Majesty, the servant asks, Wang Xiaolai, what did he say?" ”
The empress raised her head and thought about it carefully, then smiled: "Xiao Laizi's answer is still quite interesting. ”
As he spoke, he repeated what Wang Xiao had said.
Hearing this, Zhao Liwen almost understood, he stood up directly and said, "The slave knows." ”
The empress also asked in surprise: "Zhao Weng, what are you going to do?" ”
Zhao Liwen looked back: "Go find the Eighth Prince, and tell the Eighth Prince." ”
The empress directly grabbed Zhao Liwen: "Zhao Weng, don't go." ”
Zhao Liwen smiled: "What's the matter, Your Majesty, are you afraid?" ”
The empress hesitated for a long time: "I always feel that this is not good. ”
"But the slave listens to Your Majesty, and you don't object to it."
The empress pouted: "Who said I didn't object?" ”
Zhao Liwen sighed: "Really? ”
The empress beeped again: "It's not against it." ”
Zhao Liwen slapped his face: "So what." ”
But the empress still shook her head and sighed: "Alas, forget it, Zhao Weng, I also feel that now is not the time." ”
"Then what do you think of the time, Your Majesty?"
The empress shook her head blankly: "I don't know, my heart is very chaotic now, let's take a step and see a step." ”
"Your Majesty, the slave can remind you that there are a lot of women around Wang Xiaolai."
The empress muttered: "I know that in addition to Suizhu in Silla, there are also Shu Jiuchai and Hongxiang under him, Li Shuangyu, who is currently in charge of Foxconn's shop, and Su Bailuo, who opened an inn in Daxing City, and so on. ”
"Your Majesty, how can you know so well!" Zhao Liwen said in astonishment.
The empress snorted: "If I want to know, I will definitely know." ”
"Then you're not afraid?"
"What are you afraid of, it's mine, he can't run, it's not mine, and I can't ask for it."