The ministers of the court and the central government all talked about it, and whispered that the empress was obviously in good health, why did she get sick, isn't she greedy for pleasure and unwilling to come back?

Another minister who thought he knew the inside story said mysteriously that the empress had already transferred all the male favorites in the palace to the Tomorrow Palace, and drank and had fun with them in the wine pool about every day, and she was very happy, so she was naturally reluctant to come back.

Zhang Qiyun didn't care what they were talking about, cleared his throat, and said: "During the empress's recuperation, all government affairs will be completed by His Royal Highness the Prince, Benxiang, Prince Pingbei and Zhang Yushi, you have no opinion, right?" ”

An old minister sneered: "The prince is young, if you are authoritarian and arbitrary, who should I talk to?" ”

"Heh, Her Majesty the Empress has already considered this." Zhang Qiyun's bone fan shook slightly, "Originally, in the middle of the court, the prime minister was responsible for assisting the emperor and the prime minister in the government, and the imperial historian was responsible for supervising the court and supervising the hundred officials, and Wei Shizi has always presided over the court and was in charge of finance. ”

That's what it means for the three of them to supervise each other.

The questioning courtiers looked at each other and said no more.

At this time, in the palace of tomorrow, Shen Miaoyan sat crookedly in the splendid hall, quietly enjoying the songs and dances that the male concubines in the harem had tried their best to rehearse for her.

She peeled a grape slowly, and the afterglow was a little mocking and cold.

In a few days, I am afraid that the entire Yanjing City will know that she Shen Miaoyan does not cultivate the dynasty, but only knows that she is drunk and dreams and dies in the Tomorrow Palace, and has fun.

She didn't mind her reputation ruined, as long as she could get the silence down, it would be the best thing to do.

Singing and dancing one after another, the Tomorrow Palace is lit up with tens of thousands of lights all night, and countless gold, silver and money are consumed every day.

Half a month later, the loyal and courageous old ministers couldn't stand Shen Miaoyan, and they rushed to the outside of the palace of tomorrow together, and angrily scolded Shen Miaoyan for being absurd and unreasonable.

Shen Miaoyan stood under the high eaves of the hall, looking down at them expressionlessly, only to feel that this group of people was extremely ridiculous.

They never knew what kind of pain she endured every day, they were afraid of the addictive elixir but had to take it, and they were always afraid that Wu Silence would ruin the prosperous Great Wei Dynasty.

She delegated power to Zhang Qiyun and the three of them, and it was precisely because she was afraid that she would be incompetent and fell into the Tao of Silence, so she deliberately weakened the power in the hands of the king.

She didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the Silent Demon Dao gourd, she only knew that she had to kill him as soon as possible.

Those old ministers on crutches talked endlessly under the palace of tomorrow, from the initial reasoning, gradually turned into hoarse and angry scolding:

"O unworthy descendants! In the history of the Great Wei Dynasty, there has never been an emperor as absurd and unscrupulous as you! You are really a disgrace to the Great Wei royal family, and you are a descendant! ”

"Exactly! Sure enough, a woman can't be the emperor, it's so ridiculous, I'm afraid that the hundreds of years of Dawei's foundation will be defeated in your hands! ”

Tian Xiang, who was standing behind Shen Miaoyan, said with a forked waist: "They are too much!" They didn't know at all that His Majesty was not indulging in wine, and it was clear that every day, he was planning with all his might how to kill the remnants of the previous dynasty and how to protect the future of Great Wei! Your Majesty, the slave and maid take a broom and drive them away! ”

Shen Miaoyan raised her hand to signal that she didn't have to, and glanced at those old men indifferently, the corners of her lips curled slightly: "That's it, they dare to scold me in person, which proves that they are indeed loyal and loyal to my Great Wei, let them go." ”

With that, he turned around lazily and headed towards the temple.

Tian Xiang couldn't, so she had to keep up.

After another half a month, there were once again huge waves in Yanjing City: the empress, who had only been on the throne for a few months, was not enough to have fun in the Tomorrow Palace, and she actually began to look for immortals and ask for medicine again!

All the people and courtiers were trembling, for fear that she would become the second Wei Yuanji, so they took the initiative to ask Ying to go to the Tomorrow Palace to dissuade her.

But countless people went there, but they were all stopped by the forbidden army of the Tomorrow Palace, and they were not allowed to get close to the Tomorrow Palace for half a step.

The condemnation of the court and the central government is becoming more and more vigorous, and there is even a voice in the dust, demanding that the empress be abolished and the little prince be appointed as the emperor.

In that early morning, Zhang Qiyun was noncommittal, only shaking the bone fan to observe Xiaoyudi's expression.

Xiaoyudian is quite angry for Shen Miaoyan, although he is only four and a half years old, but the momentum of sitting on the dragon chair is very impressive, listening to the crying voices of those old ministers crying and grabbing the ground, beating their chests and feet, as if the sky is about to fall, first sneered.

The laughter was so cold that it came suddenly, and all the old ministers shut up.

Xiao Yudian glanced at everyone before she spoke slowly, her voice immature but firm: "My aunt is doing serious things, what do you ordinary people know?" If you think you're too idle, this palace doesn't mind letting you go to the library to revise the history books of the past dynasties after you finish your job, what do you think? ”

The revision of the history books was laborious and thankless, and there was nothing to be fished, so these people silently shut up and did not dare to mention the abolition of the empress.

And tomorrow in the palace, everything will be going according to Shen Miaoyan's plan.

She stood in front of the carved window, quietly staring at the dark night in the distance, a sarcastic smile always hanging on the corner of her lips.

Wu Silence is very relieved to see her who doesn't care about political affairs like this, right?

Only when he is relieved can he lower his guard, so that she can act well.

She thought, the drink in her glass, drunkenly slumped on the soft couch.

Although it is just a casual action, it can be made by her, but it is already charming, seductive, and amazing, a charming goblin!

The crystal jade wine cup hooked her white and greasy fingertips, swaying slightly, reflecting the bright lights, as if she was about to fall to the ground in the next moment.

She raised her eyebrows, spat out the fragrance of wine, and ordered with a smile: "Brush your clothes, tomorrow the palace is very boring." I, I'm going to have a banquet for the gods in the sky tomorrow night, you, you're picking up the stars, and you're going to make the best banquet for me, for me......"

After saying that, the crystal jade wine cup hooked on the fingertips fell on the white marble brick with a "clang" and shattered.

The crystal fragments with a little jade color reflect the glazed lights, like a thousand mountains piling up snow, charming and beautiful.

Shen Miaoyan swept over, raised his hand to hook a wisp of black hair behind his ears, and said with a smile: "It's so good-looking!" Add incense, and then bring me a cup of the same color, and throw it at me! ”

Tian Xiang said "ah", "Your Majesty, I'm afraid this is not okay?" ”

"What's wrong?" Mo Zixi walked in slowly in black deerskin boots, and casually brought a set of tea utensils on the round table to Shen Miaoyan, with a gentle voice, "It's just a matter of a few thousand taels of silver, why not please Your Majesty?" ”

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