Chapter 2018 Gui Zi Scroll The picture is so poor that I can’t stop
Guo Qinjun always felt that there was something different in Jia Yuanchun's words, but she couldn't taste the difference, especially the calm and calm charm of the other party, which she had never seen before.
In the past, this virtuous concubine did not say that she was submissive in front of him, but at least she was respectful and submissive. Even her answers were precise and she did not dare to go out of her way.
But today, the words seemed so casual and natural, which made Guo Qinyun feel very uncomfortable. However, this was the time when she was employing people, so she could only endure it for the time being.
With a slight smile, Guo Qinjun stood up. When Yuan Chun came over to support her, and took a few steps forward, Guo Qinjun said, "You really don't want to see her anymore?"
"Your Majesty, although he and I should be relatives, after all, there are differences between men and women. It's okay to talk about family matters once in a while, but it's not appropriate to meet frequently. Besides, My Majesty is discussing important matters with him, so it's even more inappropriate for me to participate.
Yes." Yuanchun was polite.
Guo Qinyun sneered in her heart, who knows what the relationship is between you and this little Feng Xiuzuan? But considering that he already had bad intentions and evil intentions, it's hard to say what the other party did.
"Forget it, sister, just rest. I envy my sister for having such a leisurely life. Look at my sister's water-colored skin, it's so enviable. I don't know when I will be able to have such leisure and live here for a while.
It can be regarded as a life-long comfort."
Guo Qinjun's words made Yuan Chun sneer in his heart. How could you, who is greedy for power, long for leisure? If you really want to be leisurely, I will send you to that cold palace to live in claustrophobia for the rest of your life. It's up to you to see if you can still chat with me.
Comfort life.
There was the sound of footsteps in the inner courtyard door. Feng Ziying raised her head slightly and saw Guo Qinjun walking out with gentle steps.
Yuan Chun did not come out with him, which made Feng Ziying a little surprised. However, it was probably that Enhai had just had a good time in the morning and she did not want to meet again. Feng Ziying did not care. Since it was Guo Qinjun who requested the meeting, Yuan Chun was the matchmaker.
It doesn't matter whether you see him or not.
"I have met Queen Tsuen." Feng Ziying cupped her hands slightly and stood silent.
Guo Qinjun also nodded slightly, "Master Feng is here? Just in time, I just want to talk to Master Feng about something. This is the place where Concubine Xiande cleans herself. We won't disturb you. Let's go to the west to cross the courtyard."
Zhou Peisheng and Zhou Dehai responded at the same time, and Zhou Dehai took the lead and took the initiative to invite Feng Ziying and his party.
Feng Ziying was slightly shocked. Seeing this, Guo Qinyun really planned to have a long talk with her. Did she really want to pull her into the car and cheer for Prince Gong?
Doesn't she know this is impossible?
How could I be tied up with Prince Gong at this time?
Anyone who expresses his attitude now and can give you a little expression is considered to be interesting enough.
But at this time, Feng Ziying is naturally not easy to pick off, let's see what tricks the other party comes up with.
Zhou Dehai followed suit in front, Feng Ziying was half a step ahead, and Guo Qinjun was strolling accompanied by Zhou Peisheng. The rest of the maids and guards were ten steps away, and they kept going west until they reached the end of Chongxuan Temple.
A corner near the wall on the west side.
This is a large courtyard with three overlapping courtyards. It is densely covered with ancient trees and shaded by trees. It should have been specially opened for dignitaries.
But Feng Ziying knew that this was specially created by Cao Jixiang, the great eunuch of the pre-Ming Dynasty. After Ming Yingzong was restored to power, Cao Jixiang invited Ming Yingzong to stay. However, Ming Yingzong didn't seem to be very interested in this place. He only visited once and then never came back.
The traces were later put aside by Cao Jixiang.
Until the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, the incense here became even more sparse.
Although this courtyard is large, it turned out to be very old and poorly repaired. The last time Guo Qinyun said he wanted to stay here for a short stay, Zhou Peisheng sent someone to renovate and maintain it. Now it has been renovated.
Coupled with the ancient pines and cypresses behind it, it is a bit more cool and quiet, and it also has some artistic conception.
When they arrived at the door of the courtyard, Feng Ziying paused for a moment, then Guo Qinjun stepped in, and Feng Ziying could only follow.
The guards all stayed at the gate of the outer courtyard, and a few patrolled around the outer courtyard. Only Zhou Peisheng, Zhou Dehai and two palace ladies accompanied Guo Qinjun and Feng Ziying into the middle courtyard.
The courtyard in the middle courtyard is not small, and is very elegant and clean. It has obviously been specially cleaned.
Guo Qinjun stopped, Zhou Peisheng and Zhou Dehai also stopped knowingly, and then led the two palace maids to disperse to both sides. Now it was time for Guo Qinjun and Feng Ziying to talk alone.
Neither Zhou Peisheng nor Zhou Dehai had high hopes whether the talks would work out, but Guo Qinjun wanted to use seduction and framing to lure Feng Ziying into the water. Zhou Peisheng was worried, but Zhou Dehai felt that he could give it a try. Even if it failed, there would be no loss.
When the time comes, don’t worry too much.
Guo Qinyun felt a little calmer when she saw that several people had dispersed, and when they reached the walls on both sides, only herself and Feng Ziying were left in the entire middle courtyard.
If Feng Ziying didn't take the initiative to speak up, Guo Qinyun would certainly not give up. Having come to this point, she had nothing to hide.
"Master Feng, I believe you also know the purpose of my meeting with you today. I won't beat around the bush. I hope you can help Prince Gong." Guo Qinjun looked directly at the other person and said every word.
The two of them were less than three feet apart, and their words could not be heard by Zhou Peisheng and the others who were twenty or thirty steps away.
Feng Ziying raised her eyebrows and said unceremoniously: "Ms. Concubine Quan, haven't I helped Prince Gong yet? How old is Prince Gong? He must be less than eleven years old. According to the rules of Qingtan Academy, no matter who he is, he must be young.
You have to be twelve years old to enter Qingtan Academy. Even Prince Lu also abides by this rule. If Wang Zhou and I hadn't told him, Prince Gong might not be able to enter even if he was twelve years old..."
"Besides, I promised that I would help Prince Gong become famous, and "Yuedantan" would choose the opportunity to publish Prince Gong's article. Being able to publish an article in "Yuedantan" at the age of eleven is enough to demonstrate Prince Gong's intelligence and wisdom.
, isn’t it enough?”
"Not enough, far from enough!" Guo Qinyun began to breathe quickly, and her whole palm-sized cheeks became a little flushed, "What's more important is that there is no time. Prince Gong is only eleven years old, and his reputation is not enough. Wait until you
It will take a year and a half to make your reputation known, and it will not help just to make your name famous in Qingtan Academy. I need to make Prince Gong famous in both the government and the public."
"Be famous in both the government and the public?" Feng Ziying couldn't help laughing angrily, "Concubine Tsuen, is your request a bit exaggerated? Even Prince Lu has not yet achieved fame in the government and the public. How can Prince Gong do it? A man who is less than eleven years old
Do you think it is possible for a young child to become famous in both the government and the public? He is truly a genius. The position of supervising the country and even the throne belongs to him. Do you think it is possible? Will the guilds in the cabinet agree and believe it? The generals in the border towns will believe that the local officials
Will they accept it?"
Feng Ziying was choked by her words, but Guo Qinjun still refused to give in.
The purpose of coming here today is to achieve the impossible, otherwise once King Lu really becomes famous in both the government and the public and gains momentum, he will no longer have the status of King Gong. And Guo Qinyun is very clear about the current situation.
Mei Yuexi has been sparing no effort to build momentum through various parties.
"Nothing is impossible in the world. Even a young child can ascend to the throne. Why can't Prince Gong?" Guo Qinyun said harshly.
"Haha, Concubine Quan, do you mean Emperor Xizong of the Tang Dynasty or Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty?" Feng Ziying asked bluntly: "Do you want Prince Gong to become that kind of emperor?"
Guo Qinyun's expression changed, and for a moment she didn't know how to deal with it.
"Empress Tsuen Concubine, Prince Gong is still young, don't try to encourage others,..." Feng Ziying resumed the title "Empress Tsuen Concubine". Before, he had called her Concubine Tsuen without politeness, but now he saw that the other party's momentum had been knocked down by him.
Then he calmed down a little, "Although the emperor is unconscious, his health is still good and not that bad. In addition, if the piles are piled up on the shore, the current will be turbulent. King Lu and King Shou may seem to be beautiful now, but in fact they may not be blooming with flowers.
When the fire is cooking, the rafters will rot first, and when the time comes, we still don’t know who will have the last laugh.”
"Master Feng, you are speaking lightly. It would be fine if the emperor only had two princes, Prince Lu and Prince Gong. But now there is Prince Fu and Prince Li who are eyeing him. Prince Gong is young and lacks foundation. With the emperor's body like this, there are unforeseen circumstances.
Fengyun, what if... then who will remember Prince Gong?" Guo Qinjun slowly regained her composure, "I don't ask for much, I just want a chance to supervise the country, and Prince Shou will lose it right before his eyes.
Go, Prince Gong cannot afford to miss this opportunity to supervise the country. He is already younger than Prince Fu and Prince Li. If he does not have this opportunity again, there will be no hope. Prince Gong cannot afford to miss this step!"
Seeing Guo Qinjun speaking so categorically, Feng Ziying also found it funny.
This supervisory state was indeed proposed by me at that time, including the establishment of the two supervisory states on the left and right, which I also came up with on a whim, but this does not mean that I can influence the selection and arrangement of these two supervisory states.
Besides, whether it is decorations or puppets, it all has to be decided by the ministers of the cabinet and the seven ministers. I can only play drums on the side, but it doesn't mean much in my opinion.
But for several princes, this was a great temptation, as if taking this step would qualify them for a great treasure. Concubine Quan undoubtedly thought so, which made Feng Ziying very helpless.
"Empress, if you are so insistent, you should tell the ministers in the cabinet that you think too highly of me when you come to me?" Feng Ziying spread her hands, with a look of helplessness and a bit of indifferent laziness, "I really
There is nothing I can do to help, and I am going to Shaanxi too, even more..."
Guo Qinjun's breath was sizzling, and her plump breasts undulated slightly under a purple-red Bijia underskirt. The curves were really alluring, her cheeks were reddish, and her eyes were bright, "Master Feng, you really can't help me, or do you think you can't help me?"
Prince Gong and I can't give you what you want, so we don't bother to care?"
