"Tobe? I said it doesn't count," the Empress Dowager Cixi said slowly, "You go to Baojun, if the king of parliament will help you, it is naturally the best, but I am afraid that it will be difficult, but Zuo Zongtang will help you, he is also taking care of himself now, it was not his own hand, but who told him to put this matter on the table?" A haze appeared on the face of the Empress Dowager Cixi, "Li Ciming is really good at picking a good day." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The sacrifice of Anyou Palace has always been presided over by the emperor himself, in the past, the Empress Dowager Cixi of the Tongzhi Dynasty hung the curtain, never presided over the sacrifice in the Anyou Palace, before the Emperor Yingzong was pro-government, the prince sacrificed on behalf of the prince, and after the pro-government, Emperor Yingzong himself presided over, to the Guangxu Dynasty, in order for her to be able to preside over the sacrifice, the court and the opposition were again criticized, and it took a long time, which was exchanged for the first time in Guangxu seven years to preside over the sacrifice to the birthday of the Holy Ancestor Emperor, but I didn't expect to make such a drama again!

The Empress Dowager Cixi only felt that her face was flushed, but she couldn't attack Guo Songtao, "Zuo Zongtang can speak in the military department, tell Zuo Zongtang not to come, let him solve the problem caused by his big mouth, let him solve it by himself, you can discuss it yourself, so you can do it yourself, Yunxian, if you don't handle it well," the Empress Dowager Cixi paused, "Then I have to throw you out." ”

This is also the proper meaning of the question, if it is not handled well, it will ruin the face of the Western Sage, especially in the birthday ceremony of the Holy Ancestor Emperor, if it cannot be remedied, it will have to be slashed with tears. Li Ciming is right about one thing, just when the imperial court is nostalgic for the greatest emperor of this dynasty, especially when this emperor has a great record in the face of foreigners, the ruler of this dynasty actually revealed that he wants to kneel to meet this kind of thing, not a slap in the face of Hongguoguo, so what? If it is not solved well, then it can only be dismissed.

Guo Songtao stood up and retreated wordlessly, the Empress Dowager Cixi waved her handkerchief, only thinking that it was just the weather in March, how could it be so stuffy, Li Lianying hurriedly asked the little palace maid to come up with a fan, and gently helped the Empress Dowager fan the wind, "Let the seventh master come in." ”

Prince Alcohol followed Li Lianying into the side hall, crossed his hands and flicked his sleeves, ready to kneel down and salute, "No need to be polite, get up quickly." Xiao Lizi, take the little few people next to him and sit on the seventh master. ”

The little few sons who had just sat on Prince Gong sat down again for Prince Alcohol, Prince Alcohol thanked him and did not mention it, the Empress Dowager Cixi had been exempted from the crown, and a plain bun was revealed on her head, not beaded and emerald, only a purple gem and a silver hairpin inlaid with two immortals were placed on the Ruyi head behind her head, and the palace maids served tea again, and Prince Alcohol did not drink it, but just held it in her hand, and the Empress Dowager Cixi thought about it, "What are the seventh masters doing at home these days?" ”

"If you go back to Xisheng, you are nothing more than raising flowers and walking birds at home, and sometimes reading a book," Prince Alcohol said solemnly.

"You don't even have an errand, do you have enough money at home?"

"In the old year, I followed the Queen Mother to invest in the Internal Affairs Office, and the annual dividends were not bad, plus the grace of the West Saint, and I gave the title of the slave prince, and I ate double copies of the prince's money, and the money was enough for the family to chew."

"This money is enough," the Empress Dowager Cixi looked at Prince Alcohol, "It's just that everyone has ambitions, Seventh Master, I don't know if your ambitions have been worn out over the years, I don't know how much is left?" ”

Prince Alcohol hurriedly stood up, bowed his head and replied respectfully: "The slave has no ambitions, and the Western Sage is ridiculous." ”

"Is there no one in the first place, or is there no one now?" The Empress Dowager Cixi said slowly.

"It hasn't been, Queen Mother Mingjian." Prince Alcohol hurriedly defended.

"Don't you dare to have, hey, Seventh Master, why do you have to be like this," Empress Dowager Cixi was a little sad and unhappy, "Since your son became this emperor, you have been so depressed, what are you doing!" ”

The Queen Mother's tone shouted and reprimanded slightly, Prince Alcohol hurriedly put down the bowl and knelt down, Li Lianying quietly took out the bowl that was put on the ground with Prince Alcohol, Prince Alcohol was calm, he also felt that the ghost weather was too hot at this time, "The whole family of the slave relies on the grace and kindness of the Queen Mother, and they dare not complain, they should be loyal to the country, but they are only shallow in their studies, and they are not of great use, and they can't help the court with the King of Parliament, and they are really a sinner." Besides, my health is not good, and I have been sick since the old years......"

"What a sinner, you are a meritorious man," the Empress Dowager Cixi shook her head, "You are Wanzhen's husband, and your marriage was also facilitated by me, although in the past, I had in my heart to win over a few of you Emperor Wenzong brothers, and give myself the idea of being strong in the harem, but I always fancy you as a person, you capture Su Shun, counsellor military affairs, in charge of the Shenji battalion, and be a good person in front of the emperor, how did you get to this dynasty, your son became the emperor, but he didn't care about anything, he retreated, just stuffy in the house, good and decent people, will be sick. ”

"Xisheng," said Prince Alcohol as he crouched on the ground and gritted his teeth, "The emperor is the second son of Emperor Wenzong, not the son of a minion. (To be continued.) )