[Zhan Zhao] Counseling County Master Chasing Her Husband

"You are still the queen."

Zhao Jue said.

"Aijia is originally the queen mother."

Empress Dowager Liu said.

Her face was still the same as when she left Xiangyang City, with a calm expression and cold eyes.

It's just that in the deserted place, there is a trace of the majesty of a person who has been in power for a long time.

Zhao Jue met her gaze, with a warm look in his deep eyes, and said, "Sister E, you know what Gu Wang means."

Empress Dowager Liu's eyes turned, her face remained as calm as before, and she said, "Young Lord, the Ai family is 12 years older than you."

"The lonely king knows."

Zhao Jue said: "Sister E's demeanor remains the same as before, but the lonely king is getting old first."

Zhao Jue raised his index finger and middle finger together, picked up a chess piece, and slowly dropped it on the chessboard.

"The overall situation is settled, you lose."

Empress Dowager Liu glanced at the chessboard, but said nothing.

Zhao Wumian removed the chessboard, and the guards brought up cinnabar imperial brushes and bright yellow brocade.

Zhao Jue adjusted the colors and handed the imperial brush to Empress Dowager Liu.

Empress Dowager Liu said: "What if the Ai family doesn't write?"

"Sister E, you have always been the most knowledgeable about current affairs."

How can someone who is ignorant of current affairs go from being the most humble dancing girl to being the queen regent who dominates the world?

"That was before."

Empress Dowager Liu gathered her sleeves, put her hands on her knees, the bead tassel on her forehead swayed slightly, she half-cast her eyebrows, and said: "The Ai family has been in power for more than thirty years, now there is no need to learn about current affairs."

The imperial brush dipped in cinnabar stopped in Zhao Jue's hand, dripping red color on the bright yellow brocade, as red as blood.

Zhao Jue put down the imperial pen and said calmly, "If you don't want to write, then don't write."

"Sister E."

Zhao Jue raised his eyebrows, looked at Empress Dowager Liu, and said, "You are the person the lonely king never wants to force in his life."

Zhao Jue was still young at that time, and Liu E hid in Xiangyang City.

It is not an easy task for a young child to guard a big city. There are too many princes who died suddenly in the fiefdom.

He was also afraid that he would become one of them, so Liu E rubbed his hair and said, "Little Jue, don't be afraid."

Liu E taught him how to restrain his subordinates, how to control people's hearts, and how to manage the city.

As time passed, Zhao Jue became more and more loved by the people of Xiangyang City. Zhao Jue felt that he was different from the worthless prince who died suddenly in the fief, and he would definitely be a good prince in the future.

That day Zhao Jue had finished reviewing the political papers sent by his subordinates and had nothing else to do, so he went to the back garden to find Liu E, and wanted to tell her that he was now a person who could take care of himself.

The sun is just right, the flowers are blooming and warm, Liu E is practicing dancing in the garden, with a slender waist, nimble fingers, stepping on the ground with bare feet, and the corners of her skirt are flying.

Zhao Jue was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, the wind blew the flowers and the branches swayed with the wind. Zhao Jue picked the most beautiful flower in the garden and handed it to her.

Liu E stopped dancing, took the flowers, rubbed his hair, and said, "Thank you, little lord."

Zhao Jue lowered his head, something took root and sprouted in his heart, and it grew into a towering tree in an instant, out of control.

The time we spend together is always limited, and separation will always come.

Back then, Zhao Jue was young and his voice was not as low as it is now, with the clarity of a young man, he pulled Liu E's sleeve, blushed, and said, "Sister E, can you not go?"

Liu E smiled. She didn't usually smile very much, but when she smiled suddenly, it was like melting ice and snow. Zhao Jue's face became hot, but he heard, "Little Jue, Zhao Zhen is the emperor."

Zhao Jue was startled, lowered his head, and slowly let go of his hand.

The luxurious carriage gradually drifted away, and the crisp sound of the bell faded away.

Zhao Jue raised his head again, and the shadow of the carriage was covered by trees.

"Chopped."

All the trees were cut down, and the carriage was gone.

As the sun was setting, Zhao Jue slowly closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Gu will look for you."

After 30 years, Zhao Jue really realized what he said back then.

Zhao Jue looked at Empress Dowager Liu, time always treats beauties preferentially, although time has left traces on her face, but those traces made her look even more unparalleled.

The past was gathered in his heart, Zhao Jue's heart warmed up, his tone softened, and he said, "Sister E, let's do another dance for Gu."

"old."

Empress Dowager Liu raised her eyebrows and said, "I can't jump anymore."

After saying this, Empress Dowager Liu got up and left.

Zhao Wumian watched her leave, and then walked to Zhao Jue.

Zhao Jue's shoulders were tense and his face was gloomy and uncertain.

Zhao Wumian asked for instructions: "My lord?"

Zhao Jue closed his eyes, shook his head, and said, "Forget it, go get ready."

He has worked hard for 30 years, and once he came to Tokyo City, he didn't come here specifically to make things difficult for her.

Zhao Wumian led the guards to the Palace of the Baxian King, saying that my lord misses Princess Nanxing very much, and took the princess back to the palace. If Princess Shouning is fine, why not go into the palace together and take care of each other, and my county will be spared. The Lord was born lonely in the center of the palace.

Before the Eighth Sage King could speak, Nan Xing first protected Zhao Ning behind him, and asked vigilantly, "What kind of trick is Zhao Jue trying to play?"

Zhao Wumian said indifferently: "The prince just misses the princess."

Nan Xing sneered and said, "He thinks I'm dead."

Zhao Ning pulled Nan Xing's hand privately, walked out from behind her, and said, "In that case, I'll just walk with Nan Xing for a while."

"A Ning!"

The Eighth Wise King stepped forward, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian cupped his hands to the Eight Wise Kings, and said calmly, "My lord doesn't mean anything malicious, I just want the princess to help me write something."

Zhao Ning's expression changed slightly, and he returned to normal after a while.

How did Zhao Jue know that she could imitate others' handwriting? !

She thought she was hiding it very well, and only Queen Mother Liu knew about it. Now it seems that she is too immature, Zhao Jue, who is thousands of miles away, also knows about it.

It can be seen how much Zhao Jue spent in Tokyo City in order to rebel and proclaim himself emperor.

Even the interests and hobbies of her, a princess who is dying of illness, can be clearly grasped.

Zhao Wumian continued: "If the princess doesn't want to go through with it, she can write it in the palace and give it to me, it's the same."

Zhao Wumian clapped his hands, and the accompanying guards brought the bright yellow brocade.

The Eighth Wise King frowned slightly, his face turned cold, Zhao Wumian looked up at the Eighth Wise King, and said: "At that time, I still need to borrow the prince's golden seal."

The Eight Virtuous Kings have the power to abolish and establish the Son of Heaven. The phoenix seal of the Empress Dowager Liu and the golden seal of the Eight Virtuous Kings are enough to stop the mouths of civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty.

"Don't borrow!"

Eight Wise Kings said: "The Son of Heaven is not at fault, how can he abolish the establishment without permission?"

"Is your lord waiting for General Di Qing to come back for help?"

Zhao Wumian looked at the Eight Sage Kings, and said calmly: "I'm afraid the prince will be disappointed, the general will not come back to help."

The pupils of the Eight Sage Kings suddenly shrank.

Zhao Wumian continued: "If the prince still wants to leave a descendant for the Di family, he can borrow the golden seal."

The Eighth Sage King trembled with anger, picked up the unfinished teacup, and slapped it on Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian didn't dodge or dodge, the teacup hit his forehead, blood was seen instantly.

Strong tea mixed with blood, slipped from his forehead.

The guard handed over a handkerchief, Zhao Wumian wiped it slightly, and said: "I hope the prince will think twice."

The Eighth Wise King turned around and went to move the chair again, Zhao Ning could barely hold his hand, frowned and said: "General Zhao can go on first, I will persuade the father."

Hearing this, Zhao Wumian backed out again.

"What are you stopping me for?"

The Eighth Sage King jumped up and down in the room, and said, "Look at his attitude, does he talk to me like that?!"

"Even if his master Zhao Jue is here, if he wants to borrow the golden seal, he must honestly kneel down and beg this king!"

"You still use your uncle to threaten me!"

Eight Wise King put his hands on his hips, wishing he could rush out and stab Zhao Wumian.

Di Qing is Di Lan's heart and soul. When he mentions Di Qing in front of Di Lan, he must use honorifics. If Di Lan finds out that Di Qing had an accident, he may run over to fight Zhao Jue to the death.

Zhao Ning hurriedly said: "Father, please keep your voice down, don't let the concubine know."

The incident of Di Qing's attack was firmly concealed by the Eight Sage Kings, who only said that it was normal for Di Qing to arrive a few days later because of the weather.

As soon as the Eighth Sage King heard Zhao Ning's words, his voice immediately dropped.

Di Lan has only one younger brother like Di Qing, if he really dies by Zhao Jue's hands, Di Lan is afraid that he will fight Zhao Jue to his death.

The Eighth Wise King pulled Zhao Ning's sleeve and reconfirmed: "Did you hear me right that night? Miss Du didn't kill your uncle, she just hurt him?"

Zhao Ning nodded, pushed the Baxian King on the chair, and said: "Miss Du is not a cruel person."

After saying this, Zhao Ning changed the subject and said, "Father, I'm fish and meat, and people are knives. I'm afraid we have to do this matter of abolishing the establishment."

What Zhao Ning and Empress Dowager Liu discussed was to do it on the day Zhao Jue ascended the throne, but if her father refused to affix the golden seal, Zhao Jue would not be enthroned. In this way, Empress Dowager Liu's plan might fail again.

The Eight Sage King's eyes darkened, and Zhao Ning said again: "If you want to take it, you must first give it."

The Eighth Sage King glanced at Zhao Ning, and he doubted whether there was something wrong with his previous education of Zhao Ning. Although he had always taught Zhao Ning to be humble and to protect himself, he did not teach Zhao Ning to be greedy for life and afraid of death.

The Eight Sage Kings were a little bit embarrassed, the education was overdone, so they just broke it back bit by bit.

The Eight Sages said: "Ah Ning, you are the princess of the Great Song Dynasty, the character of the Zhao family, and the dignity of the royal family."

Zhao Ning blushed and lowered his head.

She wanted to say that Empress Dowager Liu had discussed with her, and she would send Zhao Jue back to the west when Zhao Jue ascended the throne. However, it was too confidential at this time, and she dared not and could not explain it to her father.

The Eight Wise Kings said: "If a person has no bottom line, he is no different from an animal."

Hearing this, Nan Xing interjected, and said, "I think you have no bottom line."

Eight Wise Kings: "..."

Nan Xingsha said seriously: "You have no bottom line in front of the princess."

The Eighth Sage King was interrupted by Nan Xing on the way to educate his daughter, and his thoughts followed Nan Xing for a while, and he said, "Can it be the same?"

The Eighth Sage King explained dryly for a long time, then recalled the matter of educating Zhao Ning, so he cleared his throat again, ready to say a few more words about Zhao Ning.

Zhao Ning frowned slightly, but he didn't want to waste any more time with the Eight Sage Kings.

If Zhao Jue is not eliminated, the people in Tokyo will not live in peace, and Zhan Zhao will be in danger even more.

Zhao Ning said, "Nan Xing, tell Zhao Wumian to go pull a carrot in the backyard."

Nan Xing responded, and went out to find Zhao Wumian.

The Eighth Sage King asked puzzledly, "What do you do to pull the carrots?"

Zhao Ning said indifferently: "It doesn't matter whether the character of the Zhao family is good or the dignity of the royal family. Now that the emperor has issued an edict to abdicate, it is meaningless for us to dwell on this issue."

"I've never seen you so nervous when Emperor Taizong robbed you of the throne before, but now that it's Zhao Jue robbing the emperor's brother, you're getting nervous."

Zhao Ning sipped a cup of tea and said, "Father, you are really getting more and more confused the longer you live."

The Eighth Wise King opened his mouth slightly, he understood the truth, but the words came out of Zhao Ning's mouth, which made him somewhat unacceptable.

Zhao Wumian walked in with a washed big radish in his hand.

Nan Xing brought Zhao Ning a small carving knife.

Zhao Ning embraced the radish and held the carving knife in his hand. In less than half a quarter of an hour, the golden seal of the Eight Worthy Kings was carved.

The eight sage kings looked straight.

Zhao Wumian also looked sideways slightly, he had only heard about Zhao Ning's knife skills in the information before, and he thought it was an exaggeration at the time, but now that he saw it, he knew it was true.

The bright yellow satin is laid flat, the cinnabar is polished by Nanxing, Zhao Ning writes with a pen, and the Ninth Five-Year Master changes people in one day.

After Zhao Ning finished writing, he picked up the radish that had just been carved, dipped it in ink pad, and covered it on the bright yellow satin.

After finishing the cover, Zhao Ning raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you have the Queen Mother's phoenix seal?"

Zhao Wumian was stunned by Zhao Ning's flowing movements before replying, "Nothing."

Hearing this, Zhao Ning cut off the other end of the radish, carved a phoenix seal, and still covered it.

After the cover was finished, Zhao Ning blew lightly and threw the radish aside.

Zhao Wumian glanced at the radish, Zhao Ning sensed his thoughts, and said indifferently: "Don't look at it, the radish is easy to shrink and can only be used once."

Zhao Wumian closed his gaze.

Zhao Ning handed the bright yellow brocade to Zhao Wumian, Zhao Wumian took it, thanked Zhao Ning with his hand, then glanced at Nan Xing, and said: "I hope the princess will follow me back to the palace."

"Don't go."

Nan Xing answered very simply.

If she looked up and saw Zhao Jue, she was afraid that she would not be able to control herself, so she sent Zhao Jue back to the west with a sword.

Zhao Wumian said: "The prince only has one daughter, the Princess."

Nan Xing raised his chin slightly, and said, "So what?"

"The lord has already written the imperial decree to make the princess the empress dowager."

Hearing what Zhao Wumian said, Zhao Ning and the Eight Sage Kings looked at Nan Xing in unison.

It is said that Zhao Jue is a lonely and weird character, so it seems that it is not false at all.

Not to mention the Song Dynasty, throughout history, no emperor of any dynasty appointed his daughter as the empress dowager.

It's a pity that Zhao Jue only has one daughter, Nan Xing, and she can't do without her. If not, Zhao Jue, who managed to rebel against Jiang Shan, would give her away.

If it is really a bad thing, it will be easy to lose children and grandchildren. Zhao Jue only has Nan Xing as a daughter, so it is not a loss at all!

Nan Xing raised his chin, looked contemptuously, with indescribable wantonness, and aloofness that regarded rights as dung: "I don't care."

"My lord caught an assassin a few days ago."

Zhao Wumian glanced at Nan Xing, and said, "The name is Bai Yutang."

Nan Xing became nervous in an instant, and disappeared without a trace recklessly: "What did Zhao Jue do to him?"

Zhao Wumian said: "My lord said, if you go back, I will marry you."

Zhao Ning: "..."

Sure enough, Empress Dowager Liu was honest with her, and Zhao Jue had considered people's hearts very thoroughly. At this time, even though there were mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, Nan Xing was going to go.

As expected, Nan Xing said solemnly: "I'll go!"

To die under a peony flower is to be a ghost, so she couldn't be happier to die under this peony flower in Bai Yutang!

For her, this kind of thing is simply a good ending that Zhao Juezu's collective deceitful corpse can only have!

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