The reborn sycophant

"It's not the first time... This time the master sent a few portraits to the young master. After seeing them, the young master was in a bad mood, so he left home and is now going to your house."

When the news of Zhao Ji leaving the palace came, Wei Chuyan was discussing matters with people in the restaurant. The boy in gray whispered something in her ear, the smile on her face gradually disappeared, she put down the teacup in her hand, and looked down over the railing .On the opposite side of Wei Chuyan, the person discussing with her saw her solemn expression, and left after rescheduling the appointment with her, leaving the spacious box to Wei Chuyan and the servant.

Looking down from this small restaurant, at night, the lanterns hanging in front of various shops are like long winding dragons. People walk around under the lights, and occasionally an empty car drives by. The driver is busy during the day. The street is not wide, and people habitually avoid the two sides, and after a while, the bustle resumes below.

"Master asked you to come and tell me the news, is there something you want me to do?"

Holding the teacup in his hand, he turned it slowly, and the orange tea gradually swirled inwards into a small vortex. Wei Chuyan looked down, his eyes gradually turning cold.

"Go back to your lord, the master said, you will understand what she means."

Wei Chuyan shook his head: "You go back and tell the master that the little master has grown up and has his own ideas, so the first banquet may not change anything."

"Master said that to untie the bell, the person who tied it must be needed. Lord Wei, please put the overall situation first."

After the young man finished speaking, he saluted her and slowly backed out. Wei Chuyan looked at the re-closed door, let out a long sigh, and crushed the porcelain cup in his hand.

The fragments slid across the palm of her hand and fell to the ground crisply. Her palm was still white and flawless, without any damage.

"Come on, prepare your horse."

Hurrying home, the concierge told Chu Yan that His Highness had arrived at the mansion, and Wei Chuyan found Zhao Ji sitting on a boulder by the pond with his knees hugged in the backyard.

That year, she didn't want to go back to Chang'an to fight for the reserve, so she sat on a stone by a small river like this, but at that time she was more childish, and she used copper coins to float in the water.

I was also angry in my heart, but disappeared without a trace the moment I saw Zhao Ji, Wei Chuyan walked over and sat next to her, looked at the fallen lotus leaves in the pond, and said gently: "Who provoked our Highness again?" Angry, tell her to come to me and sit alone?"

Zhao Ji leaned his head on her shoulder, looking sullen: "Come on, you know why I came here."

Of course she knew.Wei Chuyan threw a piece of withered grass into the water, Zhao Ji turned his head, and looked at the ripples with her. The pond in spring was bleak and lonely, most of it was still hidden in the night, but it was not very clear. However, both Chuyan and Zhao Ji have very good eyesight, especially Wei Chuyan. After years of inhuman training, she can accurately shoot a small ring [-] meters away in the dark sky. To my eyes, it was still clear.

"Your Majesty is right. When you grow up, you will always marry."

"I don't want to marry someone else."

Wei Chuyan took her shoulders and held her in his arms: "I know...but I can't marry you."

Zhao Ji leaned against her and said stubbornly, "I know I can't marry you, but I don't have to marry someone else."

"I reserved that position for you."

Wei Chuyan hugged Zhao Ji tightly, and Zhao Ji felt pain from the huge force, but Zhao Ji leaned against her arms without saying a word.Wei Chuyan felt that there was a lot to say, but she couldn't say anything. She knew what the empress meant. The empress wanted her to persuade Zhao Ji to marry a concubine, but Zhao Ji was insisting on it for her. She couldn't support Zhao Ji, could it? Do you still want to drag Zhao Ji behind?

"What about you, do you want to watch me get married?" Zhao Ji asked her.

Wei Chuyan shook his head without thinking, and after a while, nodded hesitantly.

Zhao Jihuo raised his head to look at her.Wei Chuyan looked at her from top to bottom, seeing her dark eyes, her frowning, and the undisguised disappointment in her eyes.

Wei Chuyan's heart twitched, and she changed her words in a strange way: "I, I don't want to." Under Zhao Ji's gaze, her voice lowered: "I really don't want to."

Zhao Ji snorted softly, and opened his arms to hug her. The young girl's embrace was bright and bold, and immediately surrounded her. He restrained the thought of bowing his head and kissing her again and again.

"But...you marry them, the future will be easier. Regardless of the help brought by the joint venture, if you ascend the throne in the future, if there are no concubines in the harem, the ministers can use this as an excuse , to prevent you from taking charge of the government."

Zhao Ji encountered such a thing in her previous life. She was enthroned at the age of 14. At that time, she was not yet married, and she was not yet an adult.Later, when she was 15 years old, the ministers seemed to have forgotten that she was an adult, and pushed back and forth about accepting the concubine.Until Zhao Ji was 17 years old, she resolutely selected several concubines and brought them into the palace together. Somehow, she asked half of the ministers to write a letter to ask her to perform the crowning ceremony. Gradually, she started the road of pro-government.

At that time, Wei Chuyan had been in the court for two years, but he didn't know much about the world. He was a small official who didn't understand anything and was full of justice. Played well.

After hearing Wei Chuyan's words, Zhao Ji bit her shoulder, feeling teeth marks, the girl let go and warned: "Wei Chuyan, let me tell you, anyone can be the lobbyist, but you can't. "

When she said this, the tails of her eyebrows were raised slightly, her eyes were clear and firm, and she had a vaguely menacing aura.The pressure hit his face, Wei Chuyan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed.

Zhao Ji was one year older. According to the eyes of the world, when he reached fifteen, he would be considered an adult.At this time, Zhao Ji had indeed gradually faded away from her youthful impetuosity. Sometimes when going to court, Wei Chuyan saw her standing quietly beside the empty dragon chair, staring indifferently at the civil and military ministers below, quietly listening to their performances, like a patient Hunters usually observe everyone's actions and think about San Gong's final decision, always having the idea that Zhao Ji will soon be unable to control him.

Originally, she was far behind Zhao Ji in terms of talent for power control. This has nothing to do with intelligence, it has to do with character.

For example, when encountering a severe drought, Wei Chuyan may immediately think about how to dispatch food and grass to prevent too many hungry people from starving to death, but Zhao Ji will first think about removing the local sheriff. The position, who should be sent to take over, and how to prevent the riots of the hungry people in the first place, after that, she will consider the issues considered by Wei Chuyan.

This is a difference in vision, Wei Chuyan's vision is on people, but Zhao Ji's vision is on the country.Wei Chuyan can dislike Zheng Cang because he is a duplicitous villain, even if he is given the post of assassin, it is just to kill people with a knife.But Zhao Ji didn't, she would only consider: whether this person is loyal to her, whether it is of great use, if it is useful, as before, the imperial concubine crossed out Zheng Cang's name, but Zhao Ji added it in again.

It is true that Zhao Ji was originally a kind and kind person. When she was a child in Yulin, when she met a beggar who was beaten, she would send people to help. It would be even more embarrassing than he had saved one less person by playing copper coins earlier.But an assassination dyed the girl who was as white as paper with different colors. Now, she is not cruel. From outsiders, she is still benevolent and modest, but who is really a fool?

From the first time Zhao Ji picked up the knife and took the initiative to kill the trafficker, she gave up something, and at the same time, gained something.

This is something that Wei Chuyan will not understand, and it is indispensable for a future emperor. Although Zhao Ji's growth in this life is slow, and it is far less dark than in the previous life, she is still moving towards that supreme position. He walked, and walked very steadily.

Wei Chuyan just laughed at the sudden discovery that Zhao Ji had grown up a lot, but Zhao Ji misunderstood and said angrily, "Don't laugh, I'm talking to you seriously. Did you hear what I said earlier?"

Wei Chuyan held back his smile, although he stopped smiling, but his eyes were doting: "I heard it. I will never be this lobbyist again."

She leaned on the stone casually, not worried about slipping down, and suddenly changed her pitiful expression: "Even if I want to avoid being bitten by the puppy twice, I have to keep silent. Someone bit me just now, and it still hurts now. "

Zhao Ji watched her grind her teeth, but finally did not bite her again.

"Do you think I'm capricious? For such a big matter as Concubine Na, I procrastinated and ran out of the palace in a fit of anger."

"I thought about it before, but as soon as you ask, I know you have thought about it."

The man is always so perceptive.Zhao Ji touched her face, and kissed the corner of her lips uncontrollably: "There is one thing you may not know, this month, the imperial father called the imperial doctor urgently for treatment twice."

Speaking of this kind of thing, Zhao Ji looked a little sad.

"Mother and Concubine said that he can't bear it any longer. Maybe next month, maybe later, but it won't be too late. The sky above our heads will be changed."

Wei Chuyan's heart turned cold, and he looked at Zhao Ji solemnly.

Zhao Ji smiled bitterly, and there was some inexplicable meaning in his eyes: "I remember that after the new emperor ascends the throne, he must observe filial piety. One year, two years, three years, the longest period is three years, right?"

Wei Chuyan touched her head and sighed softly, she already knew what Zhao Ji's plan was.

"You said, during the filial piety period, is there room for the courtiers to say whether the new emperor will get married or not?" Zhao Ji said softly, and then said: "As for the mother and concubine...I know why the mother and concubine are so anxious. It's just that I can't tell you the reason. You and she are very important to me. I don't want to talk about you in front of her, and I don't want to talk about her in front of you. But I hope you don't listen to her in everything of."

Because...she will sell you, Wei Chuyan.

Zhao Ji couldn't say this sentence.

But Wei Chuyan knew, she knew the meaning of Zhao Ji's words.She also understood why Concubine Wan Gui was in a hurry to accept Concubine Zhao Ji.

Now accepting concubines, Zhao Ji's harem is full of noble concubines, what role these people will have in the future, even Wei Chuyan himself is hard to determine, but at least one thing, this is also a means for the noble concubine to check and balance her .

What's more, she said before that accepting a concubine is a help, if Zhao Ji is really dragged to the filial piety, then in the past three years, Zhao Ji has lost a lot of support for nothing?

Thinking of this, Wei Chuyan struggled in his heart.Zhao Ji saw through her and covered her mouth: "I said, you are the least qualified to lobby me in this matter."

By the pond at night, the young girl smiled brilliantly, her pretty eyes took in all the brilliance of the world: "Because, I'm sticking to you." She pressed the kiss to Wei Chuyan's ear, and said softly: "And , Without those help, I would still be a very powerful emperor. It should be mine, and I will get it sooner or later. I don't have to insist on the benefits obtained by marriage."

As soon as these words came out, Wei Chuyan felt great grief.

She thought of the night of separation, under the peach blossom tree in the dream, Zhao Ji clamped her, pressed her against the peach tree, and whispered in her ear word by word.

In the dream, Zhao Ji said, those things belong to me, and I will take them back eventually.

Those words are so similar to these words.

The author has something to say: In fact, it is the latter sentence that makes Wei Chuyan painful.If your hearts are strong enough, you can go back to 26 to see what Ji Hou said.

She said, but you are different, you only have one life and you die, I can't wait for many years to come back.