More than ten years of time seemed to be a snap of a finger in Li Zhi's eyes, but when he looked at the bronze mirror, he began to realize that it was almost another person. Years of wind vertigo have been like partners who love and kill each other, and they have been following him step by step, torturing him to the bone. But what is the reason that makes Li Zhi feel that life is going faster.

It is still Wang Fusheng's words: "In the past, the sage had a handful of sand in his hand, and the tighter he clutched it, the more it leaked, but then he simply let go of his hand, but his limbs were active and comfortable." Can you live like this without being happy?

"It's just a pity that my body is getting worse, I often feel heavy on my head, and my eyes are getting worse and worse, sometimes you are standing in front of me, I can't see your face clearly, I really want to know what you have become old!" Li Zhi's joke is inexplicably sad.

Wang Fusheng's eyes were full of tide, but his tone was also relaxed: "Where is the saint who can't see clearly, it's the old slave who has become more and more unshaped over the years, and his facial features have become blurred." ”

Li Zhi made it clear that he didn't believe it: "You just coax me." He slowly added, "I'm afraid those ministers don't even have the heart to coax me." Most of the things are decided by the queen, and I am just a decent ornament. Although there is no sigh on his face, he is afraid that his heart is full of holes.

"Sage, the old slave has a saying, I have always wanted to say it." Wang Fusheng hesitated for a while.

"You've said so, can I hold you back?" Li Zhi glanced at him and said angrily.

Wang Fusheng naturally tasted Li Zhi's tolerance for him, and bent down to say in a deep voice: "The old slave may have been wrong, and the mother may really be worrying about the saint." He said two "maybe" in a row, which is not his habit as a person who has always been decisive.

Li Zhi originally had a smile on his face, and his hands were also kneading at will, but now he stopped it, was silent for a long time, and spoke with some difficulty, but he only said a "maybe".

After a period of time, Li Zhi's stubborn illness worsened, and I don't know what kind of heart-to-heart conversation he had with Wang Fusheng, and an edict ordering the queen to take full charge of government affairs was quickly sent. Since then, the situation of the two saints has completely ended.

For Empress Wu, this edict only contributed to one change, that is, from now on, she is the only one who overlooks the ministers in the court. The high place is unbearable, that is the speculation of ordinary people, and it is just hypocrisy.

While enjoying this supreme power, Empress Wu maintained a sobriety beyond ordinary people, and she soon realized that behind the great opportunities of the day, she was not so handy, she was a woman after all, and her status as an empress limited her frequent contact with foreign ministers, and the Zhongshu Sheren, who was responsible for drafting the edict, did not seem to be so easy to use.

"Xiuwu, how do you say this game should be broken?" Empress Wu often used this lazy tone to talk about important things that could not be slackened at all. Time really varies from person to person, while Li Zhi is unrecognizable, the Empress Wu has a good face.

Lin Xiuwu has followed Empress Wu for many years and is the right-hand woman in charge of confidential information by her side. Hearing this question, Xiuwufeng's eyes bent, and her voice was clear: "Although Niangniang has confidants such as Xu Jingzong and Li Yifu in the outer court, the power of the outer dynasty is still too great, why not divide some from the outer dynasty, and let the female history of the inner dynasty be responsible for the performance." ”

When Empress Wu saw Xiuwu say what she was thinking, her expression suddenly changed, and her thinking was often in a state of contradiction, on the one hand, she hoped that the people around her would have strong insight, but on the other hand, she didn't want them to have a thorough insight into everything.

Although this subtle emotion caused a moment of trouble, it was quickly relieved, "Sima Shenwei married such a smart lady as you, and the perfect combination must be of great benefit." ”

"Niangniang, Xiuwu is ashamed." Lin lowered his chin slightly.

"I've always liked people who are proud and proud, and I've never been a fool of myself. Why should Erniang be so modest? Xiuwu has five in thirty, and she is two sisters in the family, so the Empress Wu often calls her "Erniang" when she is close.

Xiuwu is an extremely measured person, well versed in the way of monarchs and ministers, the more easy-going the Empress Wu, the more she knows how to respond: "Where is the slave and maid modest?" It's really slow-minded, and I was unaware of the wrong mother's intentions, and asked the mother to correct it. "Now it's a self-proclaimed change.

Empress Wu let out a long sigh of relief, and moved her neck slightly: "There are not many women in the Inner Dynasty, and there are even fewer outstanding people like you, and the work of making the edict is heavy, and you must be on duty all day and at any time, is it possible that I want to summon the whole world?" What will the world think about me? ”

"As far as the slave knows, there is no shortage of talented women in this palace." Xiuwu said with great certainty.

"In this palace?" Empress Wu frowned, but immediately stretched: "Is there a candidate in Erniang's heart?" ”

Xiuwu didn't make a sound, just took out a neatly folded piece of silk paper from his sleeve and presented it to Empress Wu with both hands.