Daqian, the Imperial Palace.

The Temple of Nourishing the Heart.

The hard-working little empress, as usual, sat on the dragon chair and reviewed the music.

Hard work and resentment, never stopping.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Half an hour later.

She put down the piece in her hand and reached for one, but it was empty.

"Huh? Gone? ”

Wu Mingkong looked at the empty dragon case, his willow eyebrows raised slightly, and his eyes showed surprise.

She looked at Lin Wan'er behind her and said, "Why do I think that today's recital is a little less." ”

Lin Wan'er thought about it and gave her own guess.

"The slave maid thinks, it should be Fang Xiang's sympathy for Your Majesty, I am afraid that you will be too tired, so I will stay in Zhongshu Province more."

"It's no wonder that he is so kind, it must be that the music presented during this time is more important, so he is detained in Zhongshu Province and not let me see it."

The little empress said this, but a faint flush appeared on her fair face, and there was a smile between her eyebrows, giving people a sense of happiness that had been quiet for years.

That's what people are.

When someone has been bullying you, and after a long time, that person has bullied you a few times, you feel that you are taking care of yourself, and you are very happy.

If one day, be merciful and not bully you.

You even think that he is a great good person!

But I forgot......

He shouldn't have bullied you in the first place!

The same is true of the little empress.

The duty of the province was to uphold the will of the monarch and control the decision-making.

A large part of the official documents in the case of the little female emperor dragon should not have been handled by her.

It was only because Fang Xiu, the prime minister, was too lazy to deal with trivial matters and fooled around at will that she took it.

In other words.

These official texts should be left in the province of Zhongshu.

It has nothing to do with "sympathy for Your Majesty" and "I'm afraid that you will be overworked"!

In fact, the little empress also understands this truth, but it does not prevent her from being happy in her heart.

It's better to be bullied less than to be bullied every day.

Today, Fang Xiu was willing to do more trivial things.

Tomorrow, maybe it will be loyal and patriotic from the heart.

Who can say for sure this kind of thing?

Thinking of this, the little empress couldn't help but think of the happy life in the future, and the smile on her face became stronger and stronger.

Behind.

When Lin Wan'er saw this scene, she sighed in her heart.

"Sure enough, if Your Majesty wants to live more comfortably, it is more practical to press Fang Xiang on the dragon couch."

The little empress, Lin Wan'er, a master and a servant, each thinking about different things, remained silent.

The Heart Cultivation Hall was silent for a moment.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the hall.

Immediately after, the palace maid's crisp voice suddenly sounded.

"Your Majesty, there is new news from Jinyang Mansion, please take a look."

As he spoke, he presented the information with both hands.

It stands to reason that this information should be handed over to Lin Wan'er first.

Lin Wan'er summarized it and took its essence and presented it to the little empress.

But because of the previous gambling contract with Fang Xiu, the little empress specially instructed that as long as the news related to Emperor Zhou, it would all be presented as soon as possible.

Therefore, the palace maid who was in charge of the intelligence of the Zhou State went directly to the empress.

"Bring it."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Lin Wan'er stepped forward, took the information, and presented it to the empress.

The empress took the information and browsed it from top to bottom.

I only watched it for a while.

Her expression changed.

His eyes widened in vain, his mouth opened slightly, and his face was incredulous.

"Unexpectedly...... Really drowned. ”

Fang Xiu, the traitor, bet her within three months.

But now, it hasn't even been half a month.

Emperor Zhou had already contracted the wind cold and was sick in bed.

All this is a coincidence.

is still as Fang Xiu said, it is because Emperor Zhou touched the core interests of the scholars and was plotted by the scholars.

"Even if what Fang Xiu said is true, half a month will inevitably be too fast!"

"It's impossible, the palace of the Zhou Kingdom is full of scholars."

Come to think of this.

The little empress suddenly thought of herself, her brows furrowed slightly, and she said in her heart:

"Like...... It's not impossible. ”

"After all, Fang Xiu's traitor has put a lot of eyeliner in the palace, if he wants me to drown, it probably won't take much effort."

Looking at the information in hand.

The little empress couldn't help but have a picture in her mind.

She was walking on the path of the Imperial Garden, and inexplicably stepped on a puddle of sewage mixed with oil, and fell uncontrollably into the pool.

She threw herself desperately and shouted for help.

The palace maids around didn't seem to hear it, and watched coldly.

It wasn't until she was about to drown that Lin Wan'er, who came in a hurry, jumped into the pool and rescued her.

After returning to the Temple of Heart Nourishment.

The cold weather and the fright made her rightfully infected with the wind cold.

The prescription prescribed by the imperial doctor has not been effective for a long time.

Within a few days, she was bedridden and extremely weak.

And so it was a few more days.

Suddenly, one day, she woke up from the sickbed and found that the Heart Cultivation Hall was empty.

Only a familiar figure stood not far away, looking at her with cold eyes.

As he approached, he said in an eerie voice:

"Your Majesty, it's time to drink the medicine!"

The vague figure drew closer, becoming clearer and clearer.

Finally.

A familiar face came to her mind.

No surprises.

It's the traitor Fang Xiu!

Come to think of this.

The little empress suddenly shuddered, and a chill rose all over her body.

is obviously in the warm heart cultivation hall, but it is like staying in an ice cave, and my heart is cold!

"It won't be like this......"

"He won't do that to me!"

The little empress's face turned pale, and she warned herself in her heart not to think crankily anymore.

However, as soon as such thoughts appeared, they inevitably fermented.

A moment later.

She shook her head vigorously, and said to herself:

"Whew-"

"What are you thinking, he is a traitor himself, if he wants to kill me, he will do it a long time ago, why wait until now."

The little empress took a deep breath, calmed her emotions, and muttered to herself:

"Then again, why did he bet me on this?"

"Do you want to tell me that if I am disobedient, he can also deal with me like the scholars and doctors of the Zhou Kingdom did to Emperor Zhou?"

"Or do you just want to see me through that...... Black silk? ”

The thought came to mind, and the little empress began to feel nervous again.

"What the hell is that black silk?"

"If it's unsightly, I don't want to wear it."

At this moment, the little empress's mind was thinking a lot.

A moment later.

She shook her head, forcing herself not to think about it.

looked at Lin Wan'er on the side and ordered:

"Let Fang Xiu enter the palace to see me."

Lin Wan'er thought about it, lowered her voice, and whispered:

"Do you want Fang Xiang to put the black ribbon on it?"

When the little empress made a bet with Fang Xiu, she stood behind and heard it clearly.

Let's be honest.

She was also curious about what the black silk was.

I am more curious about what His Majesty will be like when he wears black silk.

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a dumb person!"

The little empress squinted at Lin Wan'er, and said angrily.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Lin Wan'er suddenly became aggrieved.

After a few breaths, she mustered her courage and asked:

"So Your Majesty, do you want Fang Xiang to carry the black silk......"

The little empress's beautiful face flushed, pretending to be annoyed, and squeezed out a word from between her teeth.

"Get out!"

When Lin Wan'er saw the expression of the little empress, she instantly understood, and her delicate face showed an expression of "slaves and maids understand", and said:

"The slave is gone, goodbye, Your Majesty."

Then he ran out of the Heart Cultivation Hall in a puff of smoke.

Wu Mingkong sat on the dragon chair, watching her back disappear from sight, the blush on her face gradually faded, revealing a trace of apprehension.

With her understanding of the traitor of Fang Xiu.

Black silk is never a serious piece of clothing.

Now it depends on the degree of indecency, whether she can accept it.

"As long as it's not a black silk belly pocket, I can barely accept it."

The little empress thought so in her heart, took out "Jiangyue Tabloid Newspaper", and watched "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

............

Xiangguo Mansion.

It's late autumn.

A gust of autumn wind blew, and the withered yellow leaves made a salsa and danced in the air.

In the courtyard, Yang Yuhuan was the only one sitting on a stone bench.

The beautiful face was a little dazed, with a pair of apricot blossom eyes, looking at the dead leaves on the ground in a daze, not knowing what to think.

As the weather became colder and colder, the war between Wu and Vietnam gradually reached a stalemate.

Daji decided to take advantage of this opportunity to open the shop of Zhenbao Zhai to Wu Guo and seize the market.

But opening branches in neighbouring countries is not an easy task.

What's more, Wu is extremely developed in commerce and trade, and the competitiveness of the merchants is extremely strong, although it has been affected by the war, it is still more than a step stronger than the merchants of the Great Cadres.

In the past few days, Daji has been busy making plans, thinking about gaining a foothold in a few cities on the edge of Wu State first, and then driving the shop to Gusu City.

In addition, I have to take care of the original shop, and I am very busy.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu planned to let Yang Yuhuan learn some business knowledge and help Daji share some of the burden.

Yang Yuhuan was also very interested at first, thinking that he could share his worries for Xiangye, but unfortunately after studying for a while, he found that he was really not that material.

At first, she couldn't read even the most basic account books.

After learning, even if you understand something, you still don't know how to adjust the price of goods, how to dispatch goods, and how to calculate returns.

Several nights.

Fang Xiu could see that she was reading at night and studying Daji's books.

What is "the way of business", what is "the law of survival in the workplace"......

It's a pity that the growth is very small.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu was no longer embarrassed for her, only let her continue to do what she liked, and she didn't have to learn to do business again.

Ultimately.

It was Fang Xiu who summoned people over for no reason, even if it didn't work, there was nothing to say.

Anyway, Yang Yuhuan, who doesn't hold it, looks quite eye-catching.

But obviously.

Although Yang Yuhuan is young, he is unwilling to be a vase that can only be admired.

She also wants to be like Daji and share her worries for Xiangye.

The more this is the case, the more I think about it.

The more I thought about it, the more painful it became.

In the courtyard in late autumn.

Yang Yuhuan sat alone, no longer eccentric, sighed leisurely, and frowned.

in the house.

Fang Xiu didn't notice all this.

At this moment, all his attention was on the trophy in front of him.

After more than a month, he clicked on the [lottery] again.

"I don't know what a good prize will be available this time."

Fang Xiu thought about it, and with a thought, he started the lottery.

【Lottery begins!】 】

【Get it again】

【Obtain Doesley*100】

【Ding! Complete five draws to start resetting your prizes! 】

"The last one hasn't been used up yet, and there are a hundred more, and this system doesn't consider whether the host's body can eat or not!"

Look at the prizes drawn.

The corners of Fang Xiu's mouth twitched, and he complained in his heart.

"Forget it, don't worry about it, let's take a look at the reset prizes first."

Fang Xiu's mind moved, and he entered the lottery interface again.

The disc has been reset.

Ten brand new prizes next to each other.

[Diao Chan Summoning Card*1], [One More Time], [Qi Nourishing Technique*1], [Building: Yueyang Tower], [Thank You for Your Patronage], [High Air Balloon*1], [Zhu Houzhao Summoning Card*1], [Colt 7*1 (with Matching Bullet*100)], [Xuanjia Cavalry*1000], [Giraffe*5].

Fang Xiu's gaze was fixed on Colt 7, and his eyes lit up.

"If I'm not mistaken, this thing is placed in the mall, and it takes 100,000 emotional points to unlock it, if you can draw it this time, it will be blood-earning!"

Fang Xiu thought so, his mind moved, and he drew the lottery again.

【Lottery begins!】 】

The pointer slowly turned, skimming over [One More Time] and coming to [Qi Nourishing Technique*1].

【Obtain Qi Nourishing Technique*1】

The system prompt sounds.

Fang Xiu's brows furrowed slightly, and he scolded in his heart:

This kind of ubiquitous Taoist classics have a fart!

10,000 emotional points are wasted again!