[Wu Zetian colleagues] Wu Lingchun

Wan'er really opened the long box with her own hands.

At the entrance is a Yaoqin lying in the golden velvet.

Isn't that...

Wan'er rounded her eyes slightly, and couldn't help turning the piano body over carefully.

Sure enough, on the bottom of the qin, I saw two lines of flying white: the phoenix is ​​flying, and the feathers are flying.

This is a famous sentence in the "Book of Songs", which means that the music is harmonious and the marriage is happy.

What kind of thoughts did Empress Dowager Wu have in order to have someone engrave such words on the bottom of the piano?

Wan'er was puzzled.

Could it be that the Empress Dowager Wu already had the idea of ​​taking her as his wife?

Wan'er lost her mind for a moment, staring blankly at the handwriting on the bottom of the piano.

"He really has a heart!" Empress Dowager Wu smiled and praised Wu Chengsi sincerely.

Then she took Wan'er's hand and folded it in her palm: "Will Qingqing be my wife?"

Wan'er was stunned, staring fixedly at Empress Wu.

Empress Wu raised her eyebrows because of her reaction.

He said again: "I asked Chengsi to go to Chang'an Palace, and moved all your old things to the palace in Beijing. If you like, let them arrange it according to the decoration of Jing'an Palace...or, according to Tie The arrangement in the court when you were young is all good."

Only then did Wan'er slowly regain her senses.

It turned out that the Empress Dowager Wu had already sent Wu Chengsi to Chang'an to do this.

Let Zhou Guogong, who is aloof and superior, move for him... Only the Empress Dowager Wu can do this kind of thing, right?

However, that Zhou Guogong was extremely attentive, as if he was afraid that it would not suit the wishes of the Empress Dowager Wu.

"Okay." Wan'er's eyes softened.

The Empress Dowager Wu thought of everything for her, so what could be wrong?

Empress Dowager Wu, who is in power, wants to do something, what can't be done?

No matter what, under her instruction, not only can it be done, but it is also extremely efficient.

Soon, Wan'er moved back to Xinjing, which was the palace of Luoyang, the former eastern capital.

Originally, there was a ready-made palace here, but it was not as big as Chang'an's in scale.

Just moved the capital, and people's hearts are not stable, Empress Dowager Wu temporarily endured the plan to expand the palace——

Anyway, the days to come will be long!

Today, the decree of moving the capital has been issued for some days.

At first most of the courtiers did not agree.

After all, from the time when Li Tang founded the country to nearly a hundred years now, those aristocratic families have already established a firm foothold in Chang'an, and their industries, fields, etc. are all close to Chang'an.Even the newly promoted officials like the hustle and bustle of Chang'an, and feel that Luoyang is less prosperous.

However, this obvious tendency of resistance did not exist for long, and was suppressed by the iron fist of the Empress Dowager Wu who abolished Li Xian as King of Luling.

Even his own son can be ruthless, he will be deposed if he is said to be deposed, and he will be assigned if he is said to be betrothed.

All the aristocratic families and important ministers weighed their weight over and over again in the heart of the always known tough Empress Dowager Wu, and they all died down one after another.

At least on the bright side, no one dared to object to the move of the capital.

In fact, this is not the only thing that made them change?

Minister Gu Ming and Prime Minister Pei Yan's attitude towards the abolition of the emperor, as well as the tendency of the army when the emperor was abolished, as well as the vigorous and resolute formation that everyone didn't even hear the slightest wind, made all the officials tremble ——

It is so easy for the military boots of the imperial guards to step into the palace and enter the court hall. Could it be that the gate of their own house is stronger than the gate of the court hall?

Because of these complex thoughts of fear, the attitudes of all the court officials softened.

They even began to look forward to the new emperor ascending the throne.

Compared with Li Xian, who is indifferent and ignorant, Li Dan, who is about to ascend the throne, is well-educated and gentle, and he wins the hearts of all the officials.

Although there is a hidden worry of "being too soft-tempered, he will follow the same path as the previous emperor", but how do you say that?Pull out the big guy from the box——

An emperor with a peaceful personality who can listen to his courtiers is always a hundred times better than the Luling king who just went down and was only willing to listen to his wife and his father-in-law?

Moreover, even if the queen mother is more domineering, so what?

She can only be the queen mother, and cannot turn the sky.

The relatives of the Wu family of the Empress Dowager's mother's family are also mostly outlaws. Only Wu Sansi and Wu Chengsi can do it, and they are still "like that".

No matter how much they try, they can't make any big monsters.

Thinking of this, the courtiers feel that the future is much brighter——

As long as the new emperor is in charge, and they lead the way in the right way, they are not afraid that they will not be able to cultivate a generation of wise emperors.

This is the movement of most of the courtiers seen after entering the palace for a few days.

These people are too naive!

Wan'er scoffed secretly.

In their eyes, I'm afraid women have always been regarded as men's vassals, right?

They think that a woman can only be the wife of a powerful man or the mother of a powerful man.

They thought that the most honorable woman in the world could only be the empress dowager.

They never imagined that a woman can also become the emperor of the Ninth Five!

Wan'er had no intention of waking them up.

She just wants to use their ignorance to achieve the people and things she wants to achieve.

Is that person's mind also extending in the direction he set?

It should be at least closer, right?

Wan'er thought about it.

There has never been a female emperor in the world, so Wan'er can only seduce step by step, and it is impossible to achieve it overnight.

So what's next?

"Zheng!——"

The strings sounded.

Wan'er's fingertips hurt, and she suddenly regained her senses.

She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she ignored the piano she was playing under her fingers for a moment, and her fingers were cut by the taut strings.

Wan'er stopped her hands and looked down at the blood on her fingertips.

There was a rustle of clothes beside her ears, and the sound of the wind, a figure had already approached her quickly, and pulled her injured finger to look at it.

"It's bleeding..." Empress Wu frowned.

"Zhao Ying! Pass the imperial physician!" She turned around and ordered.

The corner of Wan'er's mouth twitched slightly, and quickly stopped the Empress Dowager Wu——

If even a small cut of a finger is reported to the imperial physician, I'm afraid that his reputation of "being favored and proud" will spread even faster.

"Small wounds, how can it be passed on to the imperial physician?" Wan'er smiled at the Empress Dowager Wu.

The Empress Dowager Wu's brows did not relax because of this.

"Does it hurt?" she asked Wan'er.

The answer is of course self-explanatory: it's all bleeding, can it still not hurt?

Without even thinking about it, Empress Dowager Wu leaned over and took Wan'er's blood-stained fingertips into her mouth.

"..." Wan'er was embarrassed.

She wanted to pull it out, but the itching feeling from her fingertips had already made her arms limp.

This is too...

With a blushing face, Wan'er angered at Empress Wu.

The Empress Dowager Wu didn't seem to care how shy she was. She still followed what she thought was the right way, and sucked again before letting go of Wan'er's finger.

That's not all, she squeezed Wan'er's wrist again, and looked at the finger that was shining with water in front of her eyes for a while.

Wan'er was ashamed.

She didn't know where the strength came from, she clenched her fingers into her fist, and then carried her back behind her.

It seems that by doing this, the previous evidence that gave rise to strange associations can be destroyed.

Empress Dowager Wu saw what was going on in her heart, and gave a soft "cut".

"Where have you never kissed before? You are still so shy." Empress Wu said slowly.

Wan'er was speechless again.

Her first instinct was to look around—

Did the waiters standing in the hall hear the nonsense of the Empress Dowager Wu?

In the end, what I saw was the waiters in the hall who were as orderly as wood carvings and clay sculptures.

Wan'er: "..."

Forgive her for not being able to adapt to the style of painting in the palace.

The corners of Empress Dowager Wu's lips curled up, as if she was smiling that Wan'er had some scruples.

She tilted her head and looked at Wan'er's more and more exquisite figure. Although it didn't quite match the current style of advocating plumpness, it still had a graceful flavor.

Recalling what happened last night, Empress Wu narrowed her eyes.

As soon as she lifted the hem of her skirt, she rubbed against Wan'er's back and sat down.

It is said to be sitting squatting, but in fact it is just that the knees are on the mat, and the upper body is attached to Wan'er's back.

"!" Wan'er straightened her back, not knowing what kind of trouble this man was going to make.

"Queen?" Wan'er rolled her eyes.

The man's two paws actually circled around her waist and landed on the body of the piano.

This posture... Bah!It's so close, how could this person want to come here!

Wan'er feels more and more that since returning to the palace, Empress Wu has become more and more like a... koala.

Anytime, anywhere, I wish I could stick to myself, the kind that is tired and crooked.

The Empress Dowager Wu didn't know that Wan'er was slandering her belly into that kind, she had never seen or heard of it, who sleeps at eleven hours a day and eats at the other hour, a fluffy fat little monster .

She loves Wan'er's breath very much, and the satisfaction of holding Wan'er...

Once touched, she can't help but let her get what she wants... Doesn't it make her feel [-]% satisfied?

Empress Wu smiled at the corners of her eyes and pursed her parched lips because her thoughts came to an unspeakable direction.

"What are you calling me for?" Empress Dowager Wu smiled.

Suddenly thought of something, pouted: "This name is really ugly!"

I don't know which one it is, but when I heard the courtiers calling "Queen Dowager" respectfully, I raised my chin complacently.

Wan'er murmured in her heart.

With an idea, Wan'er thought of something: "Does the Queen Mother have a name?"

That means, if the Empress Dowager has a name, can I call her name?

Empress Dowager Wu's palm covered the back of Wan'er's hand, and she rubbed her affectionately.

"There is no sign." She regretted.

Then his eyes lit up: "Why don't Qingqing send me a letter, how about it?"

This is exactly what Wan'er wanted to hear.

Where the Empress Dowager Wu couldn't see, Wan'er's eyes were shining brightly.

But what she said was polite: "It's not so good, is it?"

Empress Dowager Wu didn't think much about it: "What's wrong? You are my closest person, so it's settled."

"Then I'll be disrespectful!" Wan'er smiled slightly.

"What are you being polite to me? Ha! You've already made up your mind?" Empress Dowager Wu raised her voice in anticipation.

Wan'er pursed her lips pretending to be reserved: "It's not very thoughtful."

The Empress Dowager Wu didn't believe her, and shook her arm lightly: "Say it! Say it! I believe in your talent!"

Wan'er turned around and blinked at her: "Isn't the Empress Dowager afraid that the words are too hasty?"

"What are you afraid of? As long as you started it, you can call it whatever you want!" Empress Dowager Wu shook Wan'er's arm again.

The smile on the corner of Wan'er's mouth could not be suppressed, and she even had the idea that if she dug a hole herself, the Empress Dowager Wu would jump down without hesitation.

Does this person spoil himself so much?

Wan'er heard a faint sigh in her heart.

She suppressed the strange thought, raised her finger, dipped the residual tea beside her, and wrote a word on the piano table: Zhao.

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Ah Zhao finally has a name (Huh?)