Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 672 The Unspeakable Truth

The prince's battle is a battle of standing.

The day of victory and return to court is the time to seize power.

How can the queen mother who has dominated the government for many years sit still and wait for death?

The Queen Mother pushed the box in front of Wang Fan and said, "Get ready right away."

"Yes..." Wang Fan hurriedly brought the box over, his arms trembling.

"Empress Dowager." He smiled coquettishly, "I see, the one in the Eastern Palace is not a seed of infatuation... Your medicine..."

"Ok?"

He licked his dry lips, and said submissively: "This medicine...Zhao Xiwei is just a useless concubine now, if the crown prince doesn't take this trick and let her die, wouldn't our efforts be in vain?"

In fact, he doesn't really care about whether the queen mother's affairs can be done. He only cares about one thing. If he fails, when the prince's class teacher returns to the court, won't he become cannon fodder?

Thinking of the prince's aggressive aura, he felt his legs go weak.

"What are you afraid of? You look like a mouse, you really disgraced our Wang family!" The queen mother picked up a grape and threw it at Wang Fan's face, "He has ruined Zhao Xiwei's Isn't the status just to beware of Aijia's attack on her? He also hypocritically put that girl from the Gu family in the East Palace, and he can deceive others and Aijia by acting this way? Tch!"

"Acting?" Wang Fan wiped the grape juice on his face, but after hearing such a sentence, his legs were not so soft, he quickly licked his face and asked: "He abolished the crown princess, just for the banquet? You mean, he still wants to reunite?"

"Yes!" The queen mother sneered, and while wiping her fingers with a towel, she said disapprovingly: "The Ai family has been in charge of the government for so many years, and I haven't seen any tricks! When the emperor came to the throne, he was only a little older. Child, didn't the Ai family take care of all the big and small things in the court?"

"Remember it for me, and let the Wang family remember it too." She raised her eyes, stared coldly at the natal family in front of her, her tone suddenly turned cold: "In this imperial city, the Ai family is the absolute one." master of the

Wang Fan nodded again and again, with a proud expression on his face: "Yes, you are right. You are the one who is really in charge of Wei!"

This is not arrogance. The queen mother has been in business for many years, and the forces in the court and China are intertwined. Although in recent years, with the growth of the prince, some people have begun to waver, but the foundation laid back then is still there.

If you really want to grasp the prince's weakness and want to sweep the world, it is by no means empty talk.

Perhaps because she felt that her goal was about to be achieved, she saw that the idiot in front of her was much more pleasing to the eye, so she couldn't help pointing him out a few words: "You have to understand that besides blood inheritance, power can also come from Strength. And this strength is to be more ruthless and stronger than others—"

"Whether it's leading troops or governing the country, what you have to do is to cut off the enemy's retreat and make them fear you from the bottom of their hearts. If you hesitate, you will face a dead end, understand?"

"Grandson understands." Wang Fan held the box and raised his eyebrows high, and replied complacently: "With grandson here, I will definitely help you bring down the East Palace!"

"En." The Queen Mother nodded, "You can teach a child, and it's not in vain for Aijia to take care of you like this."

"But..." Wang Fan frowned, and asked a little worriedly: "But what if the prince is more ruthless than you?" He weighed the box, "Don't forget, this medicine is not the first time Forget it, maybe he already knew it well..."

"So what?" The Queen Mother smiled secretly, "Isn't there still that bow? I don't believe that when the truth was revealed, he could still hold his breath—"

"That bow? The truth?" Wang Fan's eyes widened: "What truth?"

"Do you know why the emperor felt chest tightness and shortness of breath when he saw that bow during the expedition ceremony?"

"Ah?" Where did Wang Fan pay attention to such details?Only relying on the faint wind, he guessed: "I heard that it was used by Queen Gu before her death?"

"More than that!" The Empress Dowager laughed, and suddenly sat upright, her expression became colder than ever before, and the light in her red and phoenix eyes was as sharp as poisonous thorns: "That bow, it hides the truth about Shen's death from illness!"

the truth?

"What is the ulterior truth?"

In the study, Zhao Xiwei also asked such a sentence.

The pear blossoms spit out the pistils, and the ground is white.

A ray of spring light shines through the flower window and falls on the desk made of yellow pear flowers and trees.

The pens, inks, papers and inkstones on the case are neatly displayed, and everything is put in place intact.There is only one opened dragon-carved wooden box, which is placed in the center.

And inside the box, that delicate and small carved bow lay quietly on the yellow silk cloth.

But Zhao Ziyi turned his attention to Bogujia.

There are several vases placed in order on the shelf, and the flowers in the vases are quietly blooming, including light green chrysanthemums, pure white magnolias, and a few fresh and tender green bamboos.

The elegant plants add a bit of tranquility to the study.

The paintings hanging on the wall have also been replaced with ink landscapes.

Looking up, I can see pine forests and bamboos, thatched huts, and villages gradually disappearing.

Ever since she was dismissed from government affairs by the emperor, Zhao Ziyi has become more and more relaxed. After almost a month of living in seclusion, Zhao Ziyi, who used to be a busy official with paperwork, has turned into a literati who is obsessed with landscapes.

Zhao Xiwei followed him with his eyes, and asked persistently: "If it's just the Queen's relic, why did His Majesty react like this? Why did you ask?"

After learning about the farce at the expedition ceremony, what Zhao Ziyi was most concerned about was not that Zhao Chengyu was given death, nor that Zhao Xiwei was framed, but that Zhao Xiwei was specially called here just to see this bow.

His eyes finally fell on the box, and his brows frowned slightly.

Zhao Xiwei stared at him closely, not letting go of every subtle expression change on his face.

Sighing lightly, he finally said in a deep voice: "Actually, it's okay to tell you. I can't say how big a secret this little bow is... But, because of it, a small unpleasant incident did happen."

An unpleasant little thing?

Zhao Xiwei thought of the emperor's expression at that time, and was taken aback.

Zhao Ziyi nodded and said, "The empress is good at riding and shooting, but your mother likes poetry and books..."

He slowly recalled, "The empress often invites your mother to go hunting, but your mother always shirks—"

Xu Shi's youthful past touched the heartstrings, and a light flashed in his eyes.

Facing his daughter, showing such affection made him a little embarrassed, so he turned his eyes slightly away and looked out the window: "At that time your grandfather was in charge of the Taixue, and your mother, as his most beloved only daughter, made an exception and became the only one under the sect. Female students, like all students, can go to the lecture hall to practice and listen to lectures every day."

There was a faint smile on his lips, and his tone was unconsciously gentler: "I have never seen such a unique woman like her, her talent is far above mine, and she has the ability to remember things from memory. , She is good at reading and painting, even your grandfather said that within 100 years, there will be no more intelligent children than her..."

(End of this chapter)