MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 126
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Manxiang Hall, a sandalwood deck chair, a quilt leaning against the wall, looking down at the tablet on her hand, and on the table next to her, those about the march, the war strategy, the emperor The Tablets of the Way of Domination, a pile of tables, these are all things that Zong Zheng has seen without worry. Ancient culture is vast and profound. She used to have countless certificates and speak the languages of the six countries, which is useless here. Although she studied management as well, this is not the other. The situation is different and people's thinking is deeply rooted. In order to better help Zong Zheng worry-free, and to stand by him and go hand in hand with him, she must have the same knowledge. You also have to integrate modern knowledge and ancient situations and come up with the most appropriate suggestions. In the meantime, her kung fu soared immediately, sword skills did not fall, and she improved to a great degree. Her internal skills were aided by the Zong Zheng carefree.
"It's snowing!" Someone called outside the door. She looked up, and the snow really floated outside the door. The white snowflakes flew up in the air and quickly fell on the clean blue floor tiles in the yard, leaving traces of wet marks.
At this time, it was one year after she came to Jiangnan, and this snow was the first snow she saw in Jiangnan, and it felt a little fresh.
It's been a year. In this year, she and Zongzheng have no time to hurt the spring and sad autumn, and have no time to work together to enjoy the beauty of the Jiangnan. At the beginning of the new emperor's throne, in the case of losing tens of thousands of troops, it is naturally very difficult to fight against the solid northern emperor. Fortunately, the Beiyi Kingdom's rebellion provided them with a chance to rest and rest, and they must grasp it. Since he became the king without worry, he has changed the carelessness of the past, settled the new policy, settled the people, set clear rewards and punishments, and acted decisively, making people respectful and fearful. At the same time recruiting soldiers and horses, and using Wuyin Lou's place in the martial arts to locate talents in the rivers and lakes, Xingwei was the way to use, and soon established the reputation of the South Emperor who was not inferior to the Northern Emperor.
"Mother-in-law, mother-in-law." A palace girl hurriedly stepped in.
Manxi looked up, frowned and asked, "What's so panic?"
The people around her were no longer with her. Xiao Sha is the commander of the banned army in the palace, and has many affairs. Xiang Ying was named the general of the new guard, responsible for training the new army, and there is another residence outside the palace. Xiao Ke found that a rare medicinal material called "Blood Black" had the magical effect of UFA. She decided to go into the WTO to go through the world to find this magical medicine for the people. Zongzheng Wuxu took the matter seriously, sent Ersha to **** him, and instructed Wuyinlou News Pavilion to make every effort to find out where this medicine is available.
The palace girl entered the house and saluted, saying, "Mother-in-law, just now, the slave-in-law met the father-in-law of the Palace of Justice. After listening to the father-in-law, the emperor lost his temper in the Palace of Justice. , Did not call those adults. "
For a year, no matter what happened, Zongzheng has no worries even if he is upset or angry, and how to deal with it. He rarely loses his temper. What is this today? Is it? She put down the tablet in her hand, lifted the quilt, picked up the fox fur on the side, and hurriedly walked to the Palace of Parliament.
The weather is cold and snowy. The solemn solemn government hall, silent.
In the hall, before the imperial case carved with the fulong pattern in lacquered black, Zongzheng wore a black dragon robe with a five-claw blue dragon embroidered with gold thread on the robe. It was extremely noble and majestic, and it was daunting. He was half-stranded, wearing a golden carved dragon hair crown, and a fairy-like face was even more beautiful than ordinary people. But at this moment, his face was cold, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were deep, he could not see the expression, and his thin lips were clenched tightly, sitting there without saying a word.
He looked at another newly opened hand in his hand, pinching the slender fingers in the corner of the hand with a pale white color due to the force of his fingertips, revealing the unbearable anger in his heart.
Several ministers bowed their heads, kneeling down, they were holding their breath, and their foreheads had exuded a fine sweat. The cold wind outside poured in, and they couldn't help fighting a shiver.
The people in the palace palace lowered their heads tightly, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out. The minion at the tip of his eyes saw Manyu coming from afar, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and he lifted his hands to wipe the cold sweat, and finally seemed to be able to catch his breath, and he hurriedly bowed down and said, "Minion sees his maid! Chitose Chitose!"
Manyu didn't wait for the announcement, went straight into the temple, the ministers in the temple flashed their eyes, busy lowering their heads a little further down.
Zong Zheng raised his eyes without worry, his cold and majestic eyes softened slightly. He put down his pen, closed the memorial in his hand, reached out to her, and said, "You are here."
"Well." She responded softly, and when no one walked up to him, he was pulled beside him and sat. Both spoke very naturally. When she returned to Jiangnan, Zongzheng had no worries and was seriously injured. She had been his deputy in charge of government affairs, so she is no stranger to the Palace of Government, and of course, she is no stranger to these stubborn veterans kneeling on the ground. . They often participate in her queen concubine being disrespectful to the emperor, and she laughs at all, and Zongzheng cares nothing about it.
"What's wrong? They made you angry?" She sat down and asked with a slight smile.
"Nothing." Zongzheng raised his hand and brushed the snow that hadn't melted off from her shoulder. The movement was soft and natural, and he said, "This cold day, you don't stay warm in the house, run over and do what?"
"I heard you have a anger here, come and see." The two of them didn't seem to get along with each other, but said the most usual warm words like an ordinary couple, and that The bland tone seems to make people hear the taste of eternity.
She smiled, reached out and picked up a bright yellow piece that was thrown in the corner of the royal case, which was obviously one of the sources that caused him to get angry.
Zong Zheng Wuyou's eyes were swift and fast. She held down the chorus and pulled her hand over her. She put her cold hand on the palm of her hand and said casually, "Nothing looks good. Your hand It's always so cool! "
Distraught, glanced at the play in doubt, and looked at the tense old men who seemed to be tense, kneeling down. She smiled lightly: "It seems the cause of today is because of I stand up, adults, I do n’t know what this palace has done recently that is a disaster to the country and the people. Is it worth it for you to be so serious? Hate is taken for granted, as she expected. It is better to let them hate her than hate Zongzheng.
Although she smiled, her eyes were extremely sharp, as if she could penetrate the heart of a person at a glance. Several ministers even lowered their heads and did not dare to look at her. Only the prime minister, Sanqiu, who knelt in front of her, lifted her eyelids and looked at her. When she crossed her heart, she wanted to speak. Sweeping, seeing a stimulus from the mulberry minister, Zong Zheng said in a worry-free voice: "I'll discuss it here today, and step down."
"According to the will, the ministers retired." Several ministers, such as amnesty, nodded gratitude, and Sang Yi looked at him before he left.
Waiting for them all to leave, Zongzheng Wuyou retired the minions around him, took her in his arms, and used her skills to warm her.
Manyu broke away from him, closed his neckline and gently shook his head: "No need, I wear so much, not cold." In fact, she is a little afraid of cold, but every time this will make him very tired . He is very tired of dealing with so many complicated affairs every day.
Zongzheng pulled her over without worry, hugged her directly, walked to the screen to collapse the chair for temporary rest, and pulled the quilt to wrap the two together. He was not afraid of the cold, but he knew that she was afraid.
He was comfortable and leaned in his arms, feeling warm and comfortable. She glanced through the gap in the folding screen and landed on a piece of music that was separated and not processed yet. With a little sigh, she still asked softly, "You don't have to deal with government affairs?"
Zongzheng hugged her with both arms tightly, resting her chin on her head, and lowered his eyes to cover the look in his eyes. He groaned for a moment before he said with a low voice, "Along with you for a while. Those things, Let it go. "
Mangan felt that something was wrong with her today. She sat up, turned to look at him, and saw him frowning. She frowned and asked, "No worries, what is it that makes you angry? Today ... what are they playing me again? Anymore? "
Zongzheng raised her hand and gently stroked her beautiful face, and touched the white hair of her ears with ease. Her eyes were distressed and gloomy, but her mouth laughed: "Nothing, it's all trivial matters, don't worry . "Talking to hold her in his arms again, let his chest be her support.
He sighed, and when he refused to say anything, he stopped asking. She leaned quietly against him and felt this rare moment of relaxation.
The snowflakes flying outside the window were dropped by the cold wind on the moon-white window paper. The fusion of white, revealing a faint tide, just like the lovers embracing in this winter, they also had bitter coexistence in happiness.
"No worries, what are you thinking?" She looked out the window and asked gently.
Zong Zheng also looked out the window without worry. He didn't immediately answer the question. After a while, he said, "I was wondering whether we ... should have a child." Anger is also painful, but the voice is very tender. They never use such cold words as 朕 and 妾, they are just a lover, just you and me. This is a communication between them without words, but a spiritual fit. 2k novel reading network
