Twilight GL

The morning of the next day was really grand.

The hall is still the same hall, and the people are still the same people, but maybe it's because the memorials are extraordinarily long, the words are extraordinarily smooth, or maybe it's because the faces of the ministers are extraordinarily solemn, Mingsu only feels that this is a long time. The solemnity of the morning court in half a month was comparable to the first time she went to the palace after she ascended the throne.

Mingsu's head swelled when he heard it, and it was inconvenient to order to retreat, so he could only use the crown hanging down in front of his eyes to cover it up and close his eyes to rest his mind.

At this time, it was Zong Zhengqing, an old man of a certain age, who was standing in the hall and talking freely, talking about the success of several clan relatives.

The first emperor restricted the rank of nobles very strictly, and the clansmen inevitably had many obstacles in their pursuit of noble titles.

It has been three years since King Pingjiang passed away, and the son of Prince Pingjiang handed over more than a dozen memorials, but he never sent them out, making him the son of the prince for another three years.

After all, he is the son of a county prince. In the past three years, he has been begging everywhere for this matter, and has suffered a lot of rejection. In the past few years, Beijing has brought up this matter, and there is a lot of embarrassment.

Zong Zhengqing sighed again and again when he talked about compassion.

Ming Suyuan also listened, but she already knew about this matter and planned how to deal with it, so she lost her mind after listening.

Although A Mi ignored her last night, she didn't seem to be angry when she got up this morning. When she got up, she still stared at her thoughtfully for a while, which made Ming Su's heart tighten, and she always felt that something was wrong, but Think about it and can't catch it.

Anyway, it's good that Ami is not angry.she thought luckily.

"Zong Zhengqing's remarks are biased!" A minister said loudly.

Ming Su was taken aback, she opened her eyes calmly, looked down through the shaking crown, and saw that it was a censor who was spitting profusely and denounced the lack of virtue of Prince Pingjiang's son.

The imperial court is such a place, where the public is justified and the mother-in-law is justified. The ministers have more or less conscience for the country and the people, but in the final analysis, they still do things with the word benefit.

Zong Zhengqing naturally wanted to speak for his clan, and also wanted to take advantage of the death of the Supreme Emperor to find out His Majesty's mind.

But Yushi is just a pawn, the court is so big, and there are only a few official positions. In recent years, the clansmen have been squeezed out, and the noble ministers have taken all the benefits.

If His Majesty intends to rely heavily on the clan, wouldn't you want them to give up the benefits they have gained?

Mingsu heard it strangely boring, her eyes passed over the heads of the ministers, and fell outside the hall.

Although the Shangyuan has just passed, the spring has already shown its signs. The sunlight slanting into the hall spreads on the ground, and fine dust floats in the golden light.

I don't know what A Mi is doing, it's too early to eat, it's better to stay with A Mi on such a beautiful spring day, even if it's just to sleep by her side.

It's almost noon when I go down to court.

Mingsu went back to the Chuigong Hall and summoned the Minister of Dali Temple to ask him to check whether the incident of the son of Prince Pingjiang's immorality reported by the imperial censor was true.

This matter is not a secret, when the clan members heard the news, they felt a chill in their hearts, thinking that His Majesty still wanted to suppress them.

Instead, the courtiers were very excited.

In such a huge world, there are so many things that go to the desk every day, and Ming Su doesn't just care about the calculation of the one-acre three-point land of the clan and ministers.

When the emperor was really tired, he could read endless memorials and discuss endless things. Most of the memorials played were important matters related to the common people's well-being. Zoushu felt that the world was falling heavily on her shoulders, making her heart feel heavy.

Xuan Guo waited on the side until she finished approving the memorials on the desk, rubbed her shoulders and stood up, then stepped forward and said: "The empress dowager is here, waiting for Your Majesty in the back hall."

Mingsu's expression brightened, and he stopped rubbing his shoulders. He walked quickly towards the back and asked, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

She asked anxiously, Xuan Guo was not afraid, and replied with a smile: "Your Majesty ordered, don't let the little one disturb Your Majesty's diligent administration."

After talking, they reached the back hall, Ming Su pushed the door and entered, Xuan Guo winked, stayed outside and closed the door behind him.

Zheng Mi waited for her for an hour, but he didn't find it bothersome. He played a game of chess and played with himself.

Seeing Mingsu coming in, she didn't get up to greet her, she just raised her eyes to look at her, then smiled and lowered her head, and set her eyes on the chess board.

The sound of the jade chess pieces falling on the sandalwood chessboard was particularly crisp, Ming Su went to sit opposite her, Zheng Mi dropped another piece, and Ming Su watched the chess from the sidelines.

After watching for a few steps, she couldn't help pointing out: "No, Bai Zi fell into the trap of Hei Zi when he landed here, and he should go down there."

Zheng Mi followed her instructions, picked up the chess pieces and played them again, and made a few more moves. Mingsu spoke again: "Heizi can't take this move, but go there, weaving the net, and the white pieces will be trapped."

Zheng Mi thought for a while, but still listened to her.

After a while, Ming Su said "Hey" and the words were on the verge of his mouth. Zheng Mi raised his head and looked at her with a smile: "Your Majesty, watch the chess without saying a word."

Ming Su raised his hand to cover his mouth, but his expression was very brisk, Zheng Mi also threw the chess piece in his hand back into the chess cage, and stopped playing.

"Aren't you busy today?" Mingsu asked casually.

Zheng Mi nodded. Once the Supreme Emperor was gone, those fluttering people's hearts calmed down, and they all settled down. She, the queen mother in charge of the palace, was naturally at ease.

Ming Su let out a long sigh: "I'm busy."

As he spoke, he recounted what happened early in the morning.

"I think the prince of Pingjiang is probably not clean. I asked Dali Temple Minister to investigate. His title is probably impossible to attack." Ming Su said.

Zheng Mi has been the empress for so long, and they have heard a lot about the relatives of the Ming family. The prince of Pingjiang really does not have a good reputation. Hearing this, he thought about it and said, "Old King Pingjiang has more than one son."

Ming Su nodded, thinking of something, suddenly smiled: "I'm probably panicking right now."

There was some condescending banter in her smile, her eyes were downcast, and there was a bit of arrogance that had been in a high position for a long time.

If the ministers saw it, they would probably be terrified, and would inevitably speculate on His Majesty's intentions, but Zheng Mi remembered the guess last night, and his eyes could not help but smile.

Ming Su was seriously talking about serious business, when he saw Zheng Mi smiling, he couldn't help but asked in doubt: "What's wrong? What are you laughing at?"

How dare Zheng Mi utter this conjecture, if Ming Su knew what she was thinking, he would be furious from embarrassment.

She immediately restrained her expression, and shook her head calmly and calmly: "It's nothing."

Strange, Mingsu thinks of A Mi looking at her so thoughtfully in the morning, as if there is something wrong with her.

Ming Su was so confused, she frowned, and looked at Zheng Mi with some displeasure: "Do you have something to hide from me?"

Zheng Mi said: "No..."

Ming Su didn't quite believe it, so he looked at her cautiously, Zheng Mi looked at her calmly, as if he was upright, letting her watch.She was so frank, which made Mingsu think that she was worrying too much.

"They're not going to let it go, and I'm just going to see what they're capable of before making any plans."

Mingsu went on to talk about the business, and while she was talking, she sighed in her heart, thinking to herself, what should she and A Mi do?

You can't be so sneaky all the time.

She remembered what she thought when she thought that A Mi had died, if she really became the emperor.

If Ami can return to her side, she will make Ami her queen, and they will stay together for a long time, if the ministers object.

Either force them to agree, or she will stop being the emperor, and would rather wander around the world, and stay with A Mi.

Now that she has really ascended the throne, she realizes how difficult it is.

"What are you thinking about?" Zheng Mi asked in a gentle voice when she saw her suddenly lost in thought.

Mingsu hesitated for a while before saying: "Do you remember that once last year, I asked you what you want after the business is completed, and you said you want a successor."

Zheng Mi naturally remembered that at that time Ming Su didn't know that she was Zheng Mi, and they hadn't recognized each other, but they were planning to fight for the throne together, her eyes softened: "You have given me what I want."

"You were clearly not referring to the position of Empress Dowager, but..." Ming Su said anxiously, before he could finish, he was interrupted by Zheng Mi: "It was different at that time, when I said that to test you The heart is also to express my heart to you."

Mingsu fell silent, recalling the situation at that time.

Zheng Mi also lowered her voice: "At that time, I was thinking that you probably hated me to the core, but at the same time I couldn't help getting closer to you, hoping to win your favor again. It doesn't matter if you are in the back seat or not. "

"Then even if you didn't care about it at that time, you have to think about it now." Ming Su said, if she hadn't been trapped in Li Huai's matter before, and the Supreme Emperor died suddenly, she should have discussed this matter with A Mi long ago. talked about.

Compared with her seriousness, Zheng Mi was much more relaxed: "What I care about is my status in your heart, if you regard me as your wife, then I will be your wife, queen or queen mother, there is no difference.

Besides, after going through so many ups and downs, I want a more stable and peaceful life. "

If they want to compete for fame, it will inevitably cause an uproar.

In her words, she meant to persuade Mingsu to forget it.

Mingsu looked at her without speaking, but her expression became more serious. After a while, she lowered her eyes, looked at the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard, and said in a low voice: "Let's have a stable and quiet life." ?"

There was a bit of thought in her voice, thinking about how to be calm and quiet.

For a moment, she seemed to have gained something, and bent her lower lip: "I know what to do."

After she finished speaking, the corners of her eyes opened slightly, and the solemn expression on her face just now disappeared, and her expression was completely calm and calm, as if everything was firmly in her hands.

"Whatever A Mi wants, I want what I want too." She said calmly, "There will be stability, there will be quiet, you can rest assured."

Her appearance of being so determined and suddenly enlightened made Zheng Mi curious about what she had realized, and was about to ask, when Xuan Guo suddenly called out from outside the hall, "Your Majesty, Zong Zhengqing begs to see you."

Ming Su frowned, and said to Zheng Mi: "Most likely he came to intercede for Prince Pingjiang's son. I'll go see him. You go back first, and I'll see you again in the evening."

Zheng Mi originally came to find her to have dinner with her, but looking at it like this, it might take a while, she is waiting in the back hall, it will inevitably distract Ming Su, so it is better to go back first.Zheng Mi stood up and said, "Alright."

She came out of the Chuigong Hall, and the sky was still bright, so she stopped by to see Mingshen on the way.

Ming Shen lived with his mother and concubine Shun Taifei, the palace they lived in was not far from the Ciming Hall, and they arrived in a short time.

Concubine Shun heard that the Empress Dowager was coming, so she rushed out to meet her.

"I'll take a look at Mingshen." Zheng Mi said with a smile.

The empress dowager was very young, but Concubine Shun did not dare to neglect her in the slightest, she smiled beside her and said, "Mingshen went to Wenlan Palace today to find a few books, and he is reading them in his own palace right now. , Your Majesty, wait a moment, the concubine will ask him to be summoned."

Mingshen hadn't started school yet, and she only read to him occasionally on weekdays. She didn't learn many characters, and it might be a bit difficult to read a book through.Zheng Mi became more interested: "There's no need to call him, I'll go and have a look."

After she said this, Concubine Shun dared not disobey her and went with her.

When I arrived at the side hall where Mingshen lived, I really saw him sitting under the window reading a book. With the book in his hand, he leaned over the table and read every word with concentration.Zheng Mi stopped at a distance, just watched, and didn't come any closer.

She remembered that Mingsu was also so focused on reading and writing in the past, and she also liked Wenlan Palace, she often ran to stay there, sometimes forgetting the time, her aunt passed on the dinner, and she couldn't come after waiting for a long time, sighing how could there be such a thing? Like a child who loves to read, he sent someone to call her back.

If she happened to be in the palace, she would take over the mission and go to Wenlan Palace to find Mingsu in person.

Once, she went looking for her as usual.

It was a summer day, and the days were extremely long. Mingsu sat in a place facing the wind, holding a book, reading it so engrossed that he didn't even know she was here.

She lightly patted Mingsu's shoulder, and Mingsu trembled in shock, opened her eyes wide and looked up, seeing her, she immediately smiled with crooked eyes: "A Mi, why are you here?" ? Did your mother order you to call me?"

She sat down next to Mingsu, nodded and said, "You forgot the time again, my aunt is waiting impatiently." She looked into her hand, "What book is it? You read it so engrossed."

Mingsu closed the book with a snap, with a bit of embarrassment on her face, she didn't dare to look at her, and said vaguely: "Don't read any idle books."

Her behavior actually made Zheng Mi curious, she leaned over, pinched the edge of the book, looked at the cover in Mingsu's hand, and saw "The Story of Lanshan" written on the cover.

The Diary of Lanshan, Zheng Mi read it silently in her heart, but she had never read it before, so I don't know what kind of book it is.

"It's a script." Mingsu saw her doubts and said softly.

Zheng Mi was taken aback, and looked up at her. Mingsu's face was flushed, and his eyes wandered, not daring to look at her. Suddenly, Zheng Mi had a flash of inspiration, and she understood. Hands are also busy loosening.

Fallen scholars in the folk like to write romantic stories, and these stories mostly describe romantic love and events, which are strictly prohibited by adults and they are not allowed to read them.

Although Zheng Mi was older than Ming Su, he would not come across such a script on weekdays.

But which teenager is not curious?The more forbidden adults are, the more curious they are.

As time goes by, the taboo is not only a taboo, but also adds a bit of charming color, which makes the children blush and heartbeat just by mentioning it.

A gust of breeze blows, rolling up a slight coolness.

Ming Su's face was flushed, she was honest, gentle and polite, she was always praised by others.Right now, I occasionally do something out of line and get caught.

She clutched Zheng Mi's sleeve uneasily, stammering and pleading: "Sister..."

Zheng Mi was as shy as she was, but seeing that she was so young, she was so guilty that she couldn't even say a word of pleading, her shyness disappeared somehow, and she said softly: "I won't say it."

Ming Su breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and looked at her gratefully: "Thank you, sister."

She looks very handsome, with red lips, white teeth, and warm eyebrows. She looks like a gentleman on weekdays.

But at this time, she still maintains her knowledgeable and reasonable manner, but her cheeks and ears are very red, like a young monk who has just entered the world of mortals.

Zheng Mi's heart moved, she was not bewitched by the romantic words, but was disturbed by Ming Su's appearance.

She asked softly, "Does it look good?"

Ming Su's heart that had just been let go suddenly lifted up again, and he looked at Zheng Mi with wide eyes.

The author has something to say: The little monk is still the same little monk.