After washing her hands and gargling her mouth, Hongguo immediately put on the veil for her.
In fact, Wen Xiaotu really wanted to say that he was indoors anyway and there were no outsiders...
But thinking that the original owner couldn't think about it for this reason, it seemed unusual for him to suddenly think so.
Forget it, the veil is light and breathable anyway, and much more comfortable than wearing a mask.
In April of the tenth year of Tianze, flowers are in full bloom. On this occasion, Emperor Mingzhao of Tianze finally returned to the court and will arrive in the capital soon. The entire harem is also filled with an atmosphere of joy. The empresses and mistresses of the harem can say
It’s the hope of rain after a long drought—but this does not include Wen Xiaotu.
The two murderers who hurt the original owner Wen Cairen - Helan and Fang, one was the emperor's cousin and the other was the emperor's junior sister.
My cousin is as bright and beautiful as a rose, my junior sister is as dignified and beautiful as a peony, and her... face is like the surface of the moon!
Thinking with your toes, you know that the emperor cannot be on her side!!
Wen Xiaotu gritted his teeth, this emperor who always abandoned the government and ran out to fight, how come he didn't die in battle?!
The Qingliang Mountain Palace is only fifty miles away from the capital. The victorious Emperor is currently stationed here, planning to make some repairs before officially returning to the capital.
This time, we chased the Tatars in the northwest for more than half a year, and finally captured the Tatar Royal Court. The nomadic people in the north had no fixed residence, and even the location of the royal court changed from time to time. This time, the major troubles in the northwest could be solved, mainly
I'm still lucky. The Tatar tribe harasses the border almost every year and robs countless people. But if they send troops to fight, the Tatars can run faster than rabbits!
He personally conquered Mobei twice, eating countless amounts of wind and sand, spending countless national funds, and countless soldiers were buried in the northwest...
Fortunately, this time we finally captured the head of the Tartar King.
Although the centipede is dead but not stiff, the Tatars will not be able to make a comeback for at least twenty years.
Qingliangshan Palace was the summer palace of the Xuan Dynasty. It was built at the foot of Qingliang Mountain, surrounded by mountains and rivers. It was the most cool and pleasant place. What's even more difficult is that there are hot springs here.
After living in the wind and sand in the northwest for more than half a year, he was finally able to take a peaceful bath. The emperor Mingzhao felt really comfortable both physically and mentally.
But when he thought about what happened in the palace during the six months since he left, Ming Zhao felt a splitting headache.
"Queen Mother, Queen Mother..."
Another mess.
At this time, Liang Kunyu, the great eunuch outside, reported in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Prince Sheng has arrived at the palace and is meeting the Marquis of Haiyan in the front."
Emperor Mingzhao rubbed his eyebrows, and his sword eyebrows relaxed slightly. He raised his voice and said: "I know!"
There was a response from inside, and then Liang Kunyu dared to call the palace servants to go in with kerchiefs and clothes to serve His Majesty the Emperor to wipe himself and change his clothes.
Liang Kunyu was an old servant who had served him since the days of the East Palace. The emperor had a strange temper and did not like servants to serve him closely - not to mention slaves, even concubines could not get close to the emperor.
Seven or eight palace maids and eunuchs came in with low eyebrows. Emperor Mingzhao's mind was buzzing in an instant, as if a group of ducks were swimming over. He couldn't help but frown - it was getting more serious...
Haiyan Hall is the emperor's sleeping quarters in Qingliang Palace. Under the dusk, the majestic palace is as gorgeous as gold and colorful colors.
Sheng Wang Ming Yongyao was dressed in a spacious azure uniform with wide sleeves, a jade crown on his head, and a face as beautiful as jade. His Highness, the prince, looked like he was only eighteen or nineteen years old. His body was slender and slender, and there was a hint of boyishness between his eyebrows.
With a smile on his rosy little face, he cupped his hands and called: "Third Brother!"
Seeing his younger brother, Emperor Mingzhao's dark face became a little more friendly. He waved his hand to drive away the palace people. He felt a lot quieter in his ears and his expression became much more approachable. He looked at King Sheng and said, "Grow taller."
A little more."
King Sheng chuckled, then showed a bitter look, "Third brother is back. For the past six months, the Queen Mother has looked at me as if she were looking at rebellious ministers and traitors." - It's not like he wants to supervise the country!
When the Queen Mother was mentioned, Emperor Mingzhao also felt distressed, "The Queen Mother, she... ugh!"
Prince Sheng smiled as brightly as a child, "But Third Brother finally won the Tartar Royal Court this time, which can be regarded as an end to his troubles." - As long as Third Brother no longer drives the army to conquer the country in person, he does not need to be a prisoner.
The prince.
Ming Zhao looked helpless, how could his fifth brother have such ambition? He clearly only wanted to be lazy all day long, but his mother was guarding him as if he were a thief in the family.
Prince Sheng suddenly said: "By the way, what is the third brother going to do about the affairs in the palace?" - The Queen Mother suddenly wanted to take charge of the draft. Although he was the prince overseeing the country, he had no control over the harem and could only watch.
The Queen Mother accepted eight beauties for her third brother. That was all. However, she did not expect that the Queen Mother would also include the Helan family in the harem, which caused a series of chaos.
Emperor Mingzhao's face instantly turned dark, "Push away those who can be driven away, but those who cannot be driven away..."
Ming Zhao rubbed his eyebrows again, "I can only keep it."
King Sheng sympathized with his third brother, but also felt a little bit happy for some reason. He whispered: "Actually, the Queen Mother is not entirely to blame for this matter. Third brother, you are the emperor and have no heirs. It is no wonder that the Queen Mother is anxious."
Emperor Mingzhao looked unhappy: "Isn't Jingrui my son?"
King Sheng was speechless and choked, and after a long while he said: "Third brother, you have adopted Ari as your son to me a long time ago!"
Jingrui, the eldest son of the emperor who was supported by the Hu family after he was deposed, was succeeded by the emperor's order - it was his younger brother Sheng Wang who was succeeded as his heir.
Prince Sheng glanced suspiciously at his brother, who had gained a lot of reputation, and said, "Third brother, do you want to choose me..." Choose him to be the emperor's younger brother?
The emperor was silent. He did have this plan. Now he no longer wants to get close to women. This heir... is probably only Jingrui. Although this child is being held hostage... he is treason after all.
.Therefore, it is impossible for him to make Jingrui the crown prince.
Apart from this, only the fifth brother is the most qualified candidate, and the fifth brother is indeed a good hand in handling government affairs. Although he is a little weak, when he becomes the emperor, he does not actually need to control everyone personally.
Seeing his brother's acquiescing attitude, King Sheng instantly grimaced, "Third brother, please spare me! I still want to live for a few more years! Look at me, I'm thin and weak, and I can't even control a country."
It’s almost exhausting me!”
As he said this, the young Prince of the Prison Kingdom actually sat down on the ground, hugged his own brother's thigh, and started sobbing like a child.
He was just supervising the country, so the Queen Mother wanted to devour him.
If the third brother made him the crown prince, would the Queen Mother not be able to cut him into pieces?
Moreover, what's the good thing about being an emperor? Look at his third brother. After dealing with the previous dynasty, he also had to deal with the harem. Because he had no heirs, he was nagged by the previous harem in turn. He couldn't stand the nagging, so he went to the northwest to fight the Tatars and killed himself.
Made black and rough...
In comparison, being a prince is much more comfortable.
The prince of this dynasty has a high position and a high salary, is noble and prominent, has a fiefdom, and can live in the capital for a long time. As long as he does not rebel, no matter how big a mistake he makes, it is nothing.
The job of a prince, in modern times, means doing less, paying more, being close to home, being in a high position and having little responsibility, sleeping until you wake up naturally, and counting money until your hands cramp.
Seeing his brother acting like a child, Emperor Mingzhao felt his head hurt again.
