Chapter Twenty-Seven: Crazy Criticism of the Queen Mother
Empress Dowager Xia is newly mourned.
The palace is full of long white stripes and white banners.
The palace maids who walked and swept wept from time to time with their sleeves on their faces, and they did their work as if nothing had happened.
Bai Tao saw that the cheerful and straightforward Rui'er around her had a bitter gourd face with the corners of her mouth tilted downward, she was puzzled, and she had to cry if she had nothing to do with it.
Mortals are so attached to love and righteousness.
Don't blame her for thinking so.
In fact, when the first king died, it coincided with the turmoil between Yingzheng and Chengjiao for the throne.
The outside looks calm, but in fact, the inside is turbulent.
She was placed in the prince's mansion by her brother Zheng to protect her, and she has never seen such a noisy scene.
"Woooooooooo O grandmother! β
From the corner in front of him, there was the cry of the Second Highness Cheng Jiao.
Tears rippled on his face, and he scolded as he ran, "Why are you only telling this hall now, this hall hasn't had time to see the last one, you stupid worms, waste bags, rice buckets!" β
"This... I really couldn't find His Highness last night. β
The minions in the back, holding the crown belt on their heads, followed behind them on two legs.
When he passed by Bai Tao, Cheng Jiao stopped, and his immature face turned blue.
He panted and cursed, "You... You're finally going to get your way, phew, grow into this seductive face, vixen! β
White Peach: "? β
Before she could figure out what to scold to match his face, Cheng Jiao ran away viciously.
"It's just a concubine giving birth to a child, don't take it to heart."
Empress Dowager Zhao Ji didn't know that she was standing not far away, her guard of honor was quite huge, and the back was full of serving minions.
Although it was a funeral, she was dressed in colorful embroidery.
There is a winged hairpin on his head, and he wears a nine-turn exquisite bracelet with red gold ring beads on his hand.
Zhao Ji put her hand on the back of the old woman's hand with a mole at the corner of her mouth, twisted her waist and walked over.
Bai Tao's eyes bent, and she called sweetly, "Aunt Zhao." β
"Huh."
Zhao Ji covered her mouth with a handkerchief and smiled, "You are still like this, just like when you were a child, you look sweet and have a sweet mouth, but when you grow up, you will open it longer, and your skin is so good-looking, you have to find a good man to marry as soon as possible." β
Bai Tao grinned and said: "How can I be, no matter how good-looking I am, Aunt Zhao, you are good-looking." β
This set of words was also taught to her by Brother Zheng, and it really worked when used on Zhao Ji.
Especially when she said such things with big eyes in ignorance, it made it even more credible.
Zhao Ji touched her face and said happily: "Really? β
"Well, really." White peach chick pecks rice.
Zhao Ji glanced at her with disgust, "Be good, coax the mourning family, they are all." β
"Where is it, Aunt Zhao is in her best years now."
"In the Mood for Flowers..."
Zhao Ji muttered, looking at the girl Fanghua in front of her with white peaches in full bloom, her heart was already drunk.
She knows very well that she has long missed such a time, and in HD, she continues to wither in the Zhao Palace.
After returning to the Qin Palace, she began to burn her wax torch.
She is a young woman in her prime of life.
is also a young woman who is charming in every way.
But the King of Qin passed away, and it was empty for a long time, and his feelings everywhere were snuffed out in this black and oppressive palace of King Qin.
As the Empress Dowager Bingzheng who everyone has to kneel and worship, her appearance is infinite, but in this prosperous prison, she can't even cry out.
Zhao Ji was tired of all this, this endless struggle, this dumping of power.
But she's just a woman, what can a woman do?
She became depressed, she became complaining, she became full of resentment and had nothing to say. It's Lu Buwei, and only Lu Buwei has fulfilled her girlish dream,
His touch, his moisture, his irrigation.
made her return to glory as a woman. Let the chamberlains exclaim and let the palace ladies envy.
But he hadn't been here for almost two months, and even he was thirsty.
Zhao Ji stroked her face again, and the young warbler asked Bai Tao like a tongue, "Good boy, you said that the face of the mourning family is good-looking, so do you think - will he like a man?" β
Bai Tao himself is not a man, so he can't answer.
But after looking at the palace maids behind Aunt Zhao, most of them are mediocre or ugly, only Aunt Zhao is plump and exquisite, and she is extremely outstanding at first glance.
She said crisply: "Most men pay attention to skin appearance, they don't like Aunt Zhao, who else do they like?" β
Under the mottled shadow under the tree, Zhao Ji smiled excitedly, as if sailing into the rolling sea of evil, "Good boy, you are really lovely." β
She took off a pair of red gold ring beads and nine-turn exquisite bracelets on her hand, put them under Bai Tao's hand, and glanced at the palace of the Empress Dowager Xia from afar.
"Don't go to worship, it's just a concubine, no matter how respectful your status is, in the final analysis, it's also a concubine, and if you go to worship, you will be swept away by the sin, if you want to say that there are people in the palace who dare to chew the root of the tongue, you can say that it is the will of the mourning family, good boy, go back." Going outside the palace to play horses and stepping on the green is always more free and enjoyable than staying in the palace. β
"Okay, Aunt Zhao."
The bracelet was shining, hard and heavy, and the white peach got a good thing for nothing, and said goodbye to Aunt Zhao obediently.
Aunt Zhao also smiled, her fingers curled up and pressed her sideburns, and she swung her waist like a willow branch in the wind and entered the palace of the Empress Dowager Xia.
After a group of people left in a mighty way, the palace maid beside Bai Tao dared to get up.
Rui'er took the heavy bracelet in her hand in her own hand, looked at the back of Zhao Ji and her party, and said: "This queen mother, she is really a true temperament, and she is not thin on the little master, this pair of bracelets is rarely taken out of the treasury." β
Bai Tao's fingertips poked Rui'er's little round face, and plucked a small white flower on her head, "What is the treasury?" Have you seen it? β
Rui'er sniffed, "Aren't all the various things that the king gave to the little master the treasury?" β
β.....β
It seems to be right, too.
Bai Tao threw away the little white flower in his hand, "Let's go, since we don't have to cry and mourn, let's go to find a horse gallery outside the palace, pick a few BMW horses and horses to race, and make sure that those foreign scholars who don't know the way will go around." β
"But didn't the king get angry yesterday and bring you back, did you forget it?"
Rui'er shrunk her neck, a little afraid to do so.
The foot that Bai Tao took paused in midair, "That's right, it makes sense, so let's wait a few more days and avoid the wind." β
"Good!" Rui'er jumped, clapped her hands and laughed.
A master and a servant just quietly decided, laughed and laughed after speaking, and walked back.
*
A few days later.
Inside the palace of the Empress Dowager Zhao.
The guard at the secret door came in with a parchment roll and a little footsteps: "Back to the Queen Mother, it is a reply from Xiangguo, and he told him that there is no need to wait for her at night." β
Zhao Ji dressed up, and when she heard this, the anticipation on her face was sticky.
The smile on her face didn't change, and it looked like a dead piece of wood.
She really wanted to smile, facing Buwei's subordinates, she should also maintain her dignity as the queen mother of a country.
With his back to the guards, Zhao Ji wiped the tears on his face with his hands, looked at the carving on his head and said, "The mourning family knows, you go down." β
"Yes." The guards saluted and stepped back.
"Wait a minute."
Zhao Ji stretched out his well-maintained jade hand and brushed the parchment roll in the guard's hand, "Even if you don't come, if you refuse, you have to show the mourning family, is Xiangguo okay lately?" β
The guard lowered his head and didn't dare to look at her: "Back to the Queen Mother, everything is fine with Lord Xiangguo." β
"yes."
Zhao Ji looked at Lu Buwei's handwriting, only to see a haze, she tried her best to see clearly, but she never thought that the subtle choking in her throat overflowed first, "He used to be a businessman, traveling from south to north, and he usually didn't know how to take care of himself, he was a rough man, and he didn't care so much." Now that he is such a big official, there should be a lot of people to take care of him. β
The guard's lips squirmed a few times.
Zhao Ji put away the parchment roll and laughed "poof".
She shook the other hairpins on her temples, and the light was shattered, "You remember to say to Xiangguo, the mourning family is waiting for him, how far and how long he will wait, and the mourning family will not write letters, for fear that he will laugh at the words of the mourning family and it will be difficult to get into the elegant hall." β
The guard's head hung lower, "Yes, Queen Mother." β
"Alright, alright." Zhao Ji waved his hand and tried his best to maintain his posture, "When you go back, you have to remember to say, what Xiangguo said, you have to tell me." β
The guards have fled through the secret door.
Zhao Ji's eyes were unfocused, but she smiled extremely charmingly, and said in a low voice: "No, you remember to tell me." β
In the dead of night, this gorgeous dormitory felt as if it were dead.
Zhao Ji skillfully removed the hairpin on her head, just like when she was young and just finished singing as a courtesan in HD City.
It's just that there was such a good hairpin to wear at that time, and even if there was, when the occasion passed, Mama Sang had to take it away.
Her first hairpin was given to her by Wei.
Her slavery was also not taken off by Wei.
His first man was still him.
LΓΌ Buwei, it's LΓΌ Buwei.
It's him, that's Lu Buwei who took her out of the sea of suffering and gave her an infinite future. In the end, he gave her to others, and she did not resent him.
Zhao Ji held the grate and combed her hair, and her mood gradually calmed down.
She looked at her shadowy face in the bronze mirror, put down the grate and said, "Grandma Sun, are you there?" Go get a basin of water. β
"Yes."
Grandma Sun, who was waiting outside, heard the summons and quickly got into the basin of cold water.
Zhao Ji stood up and took a picture of herself in the water.
She caught a glimpse of the white hair in her hair, the strand of white hair that pierced her eyes and almost dripped, "Ahhh
"Is this me? How could this be me?! β
She broke down and screamed.
Holding his head, he kicked over the copper basin, and the water flowed out, and the illusion woven like a field was shattered to pieces.
With a "bang-" sound, the copper basin buckled on the ground, making a sharp sound of scraping the eardrum.
"White hair, white hair, how can there be gray hair!"
Zhao Ji heard as if a wind was blowing in her heart, sweeping away everything she had, leaving nothing behind.
She grabbed her hair and said in a panic, "How can I have gray hair, am I old, old and decrepit, no wonder, no wonder, no wonder..."
"It's no wonder that Wei didn't come to see me for two months, I thought he was busy with national affairs, and he was always making excuses for him in his heart."
"Wait today and wait tomorrow, I can't wait, I can't look forward to the end, in fact, I'm old, he is tired of looking at it, ah!"
She pulled her hair wildly, with her belt and flesh, "Why did God treat me like this, in the best of years, I didn't even leave my sweetheart a little bit, why!" β
Seeing that the Queen Mother was suffering from epilepsy again, Mama Sun hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade her.
"The beauty of the Queen Mother is incomparable, just a strand of white hair, and it doesn't matter what, even weeds can give birth to different things, not to mention the fur of her parents?"
All of Zhao Ji's strengths seem to have been overturned.
She sat on the cold ground, looking at the capable grandmother Sun with her cloak on her head, trying to grasp a life-saving straw.
"Really, then tell me, why is he, why doesn't he come to see me, every day, I just sit here and wait, wait, hope, I hope he will come to see me more."
Mama Sun couldn't bear it: "Yes, the prime minister will come to see the mother." β
Zhao Ji covered her face, tears flowing from her fingers, "You say that we are women, will we only whitewash the peace?" β
Mama Sun said hoarsely: "Niangniang, it's getting late, your body is important, let's go to bed early." β
Zhao Ji couldn't stop trembling, like the fallen leaves on the branches of a tree in early winter.
"Grandma Sun, you say, as a woman, if you don't have the love of a man, is it still a woman, what is the use of my daughter's body?"
"The Queen Mother...."
"No, no, no. I'm going to ask him, I'm going to ask him something, I'm going to tell him what I'm going to say I'm abandoning here. β
"The queen mother of a country, the state of a country, what if you are not allowed to be secular or lawful!"
"It's a big deal that I won't be this queen mother, he won't be this Xiangbang!"
"We abandoned everything and became an ordinary couple, he played Qin Zheng, I sang Zhao Ge, did Fan Li and Xi Shi, when he first saw me, he also praised me for my good dancing, he liked me, he liked me."
Zhao Ji muttered, giving herself great hope.
She got up and ran towards the door of the temple, trying to break free from this deep palace where there was no place to escape.
Mama Sun hurriedly stopped her: "Niangniang, Niangniang, a man can't be pushed too hard, otherwise it will backfire!"
"Forcing him? Obviously, he forced me, I want to issue an edict, I will make a decree, I will tell the whole world, he is my Zhao Ji's man. β
Zhao Ji suddenly turned his head and said in his heart, "I hate endless waiting, I hate my dreams being crushed by him again and again, I am now the Queen Mother, not that Zhao Nu!" What if I marry him? Could it be that he dared not marry me! β
Mama Sun's eyes widened, and she was shocked: "Niangniang, don't be a mother, the queen mother is marrying Xiangguo, which is unheard of in the world!" β
"I've heard it now!"
Mama Sun knelt on the ground: "Niangniang, you act like this, let Qin Guo deal with himself, let the king deal with himself." β
Zhao Ji is disgusted with the law and the world's vision, "That's right, he uses the country and the King of Qin to prevaricate me every time, national affairs, I don't understand these things as a woman, but the King of Qin, the King of Qin is the seed that crawled out of my belly, yes, I am his own mother, I forced the King of Qin to write the king's book, he won't not listen!" β
"Boom-" "Boom-"
The rain was still falling outside, spraying like broken beads, splashing out of the ground for a day.
Grandma Sun knelt behind and saw Zhao Ji running out in disheveled clothes.
She suddenly moved her body and chased after her, "Niangniang, Queen Mother!" Stop the Queen Mother! β