It’s Better to be the Empress Dowager

Today is a great day, but the sky is gray, lead clouds are covered, and the westerly wind is roaring, and it looks like it's going to snow. Zhao Chengjun didn't like the noisy banquet, so he got up and left to get some air outside.

This is a small garden connecting the inner courtyard and the outer courtyard, with a long corridor running through both sides in the middle. Zhao Chengjun was standing on the promenade, looking at the sky.

With dead branches and remnants of snow everywhere, the winter scenery is always so gloomy and bleak. Standing behind Zhao Chengjun, Liu Ji cautiously persuaded: "Master, it's windy outside, be careful of your body."

Zhao Chengjun was injured in the paddock in September. According to Zhao Chengjun's words, it was a skin and flesh injury. It might be a matter of course, but Liu Ji did not dare to be careless. After a hundred days of injury, Zhao Chengjun was still outside in the rain for so long, so he should not be sloppy.

Zhao Chengjun turned a deaf ear to his ears. He leaned on the wooden fence with one hand, and the west wind was dry, blowing Zhao Chengjun's sleeves. Facing the wind, Zhao Chengjun said to Liu Ji: "The spring breeze doesn't stop at Yumen Pass. The winter in the northwest is indeed much stronger than in Jinling. The wind is wind, and snow is snow. It doesn't drag the water at all."

"Master, Jinling is located in a water town, Wu Nong's soft words, naturally different from Xiping Mansion."

After looking at it for a long time, Zhao Chengjun suddenly asked, "Liu Ji, do you prefer winter here or Jinling?"

This... Liu Ji was silent. This is not something that can be compared at will, and Zhao Chengjun's comparison is not only the four seasons. Zhao Chengjun also didn't plan to wait for Liu Ji's answer, he just said it to himself.

Zhao Chengjun looked at the dead wood in the courtyard in silence, and the west wind whirled the dead wood, making a whining sound like a child crying. In the silence, a woman's voice suddenly came from behind.

"His Royal Highness King Jing?"

Zhao Chengjun turned his head, the woman was overjoyed when she saw him, and hurriedly ran up with her skirt: "His Royal Highness, it turned out to be you. What are you looking at here?"

Zhao Chengjun looked at Xi Yunchu with no expression on his face. He thought that he had already made it clear last time.

But this is Xi Yunwan's younger sister after all, Zhao Chengjun gave Xi Yunchu a bit of face for Xi Yunwan's sake. Zhao Chengjun ignored her question and asked, "Why are you here?"

Xi Yunchu didn't care about Zhao Chengjun's indifference. She said with great interest: "There is a bridal chamber over there. I never liked the noise. I didn't want to go to the back and listen to them, so I went out and walked by myself. I saw this garden with a unique view, so I came in to enjoy it. Jing, unexpectedly, happened to meet His Royal Highness King Jing."

Enjoy the scenery? Zhao Chengjun didn't hesitate, and asked, "Everything is depressed, and there are dead branches and leaves to the eye. How can you say that the scenery is unique?"

"Your Majesty, you can't say that." Xi Yunchu said, "Yishan's poem hurts the spring and sad autumn, but I only like one sentence, leaving dry lotus to listen to the sound of rain. Although there is no dry lotus here, it's also not unusual to see the fallen branches and leaves. Flavor. People in the world wish to chant spring and peony. If you want me to say, the only way to eliminate the residual snow in winter is the beauty of the world."

"Oh?" Zhao Chengjun asked nonchalantly, "So, do you like winter better?"

"If you can stand loneliness, you can see what others can't see." Xi Yunchu said, "If the world flocks to spring, I would rather stay in Changdong."

Zhao Chengjun didn't speak, still standing in front of the fence with his hands held down, looking at Xiao Xiao Luomu. It was the first time that Xi Yunchu stood so close to Zhao Chengjun. She was excited and anxious and couldn't help but whispered: "Master, how is your injury?"

Just now, Liu Ji had been standing with his hands under his shoulders. When he was a furnishing with no ears and no mouth, he finally moved his eyes when he heard these words, giving Xi Yunchu a meaningful look.

It is not a secret that Zhao Chengjun was injured in the paddock, but after he returned, Zhao Chengjun did not publicize it, and those who followed to Qiushou would not talk too much. Therefore, in the palace and Xiping city, there were not many people who knew that Zhao Chengjun was injured.

But at the beginning of Xi Yun's mouth was the injury. People in the palace didn't know it, but a young lady in the Xi family knew everything well. It seemed that the inside of the palace really should be beaten or two.

Liu Ji quietly went to see Zhao Chengjun, and sure enough, Zhao Chengjun was already displeased. Looking at the face of Xi's family, Zhao Chengjun reluctantly endured it and said to Xi Yunchu: "The internal affairs of the palace, Miss Xi is not firm. It's getting late, you should go back."

"His Royal Highness, I just want to care about you." Xi Yunchu still did not move. She raised her face and said stubbornly, "No one around you takes care of you, but you can't care about your body like this. If my sister is alive, she would not want it. …"

Liu Ji was frightened, and quickly stopped saying: "Miss Xi Er, speak carefully."

Xi Yunchu was humiliated. Seeing Zhao Chengjun's face, she knew that she had said something wrong. She bit her lip and lowered her head unwillingly, "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I've passed."

Zhao Chengjun held his hand and said lightly: "This is not something you should inquire about. Not to mention that your sister has passed away, even if she is still alive, there is no reason for you to point your finger at this king."

With tears in Xi Yunchu's eyes, Zhao Chengjun's words were very rude, so he just said not to be nosy. Xi Yunchu endured his tears and said, "His Royal Highness forgives my sins, it is my self-righteousness. I will not bother Your Highness in the future."

After Xi Yunchu finished speaking, covering his mouth, he ran away from the corridor quickly. Zhao Chengjun was still standing in place and blowing the air. What he should do is completely unaffected.

Liu Ji was anxious, he carefully looked at Zhao Chengjun's face, and tried to persuade Zhao Chengjun to calm down: "Master, the girl is ignorant, so don't be angry."

Before he finished speaking, a surprised voice suddenly came not far away: "Miss Xi Er? Why are you here?"

Liu Ji turned his head and found that it was Tang Shishi who had come and hit Xi Yunchu at the entrance of the corridor. Far away, I can't hear what Xi Yunchu said, but looking at the expression of Xi Yunchu's face, it wouldn't be a good thing to think about it.

Master Tang retreated to the side of the road, watching Xi Yunchu run away in surprise. She looked at Xi Yunchu's back and Zhao Chengjun in the corridor, thoughtfully.

If Master Tang is right, there are tears in the corners of Xi Yunchu's eyes, and Zhao Chengjun is still standing not far away. Hey, I don't dare to think about the implications of this.

Master Tang was standing at the entrance of the corridor, neither was entering nor leaving. Zhao Chengjun didn't rush and said, "Since they are all here, why don't you dare to come in?"

Okay, Master Tang has died more often, and he doesn't care about offending King Jing once more. She carried her skirt and walked up the steps, and the red cloak swept across the corridor, and the entire gloomy corridor seemed to suddenly come alive.

"Greetings to the prince. Congratulations to the prince, a happy wife."

Today is the day when Zhao Zixun and Lu Yufei get married, and Daoxi is not wrong. Zhao Chengjun snorted and said, "Why are you here?"

"Come and wait for the prince to be overwhelmed..."

"speak politely."

"Oh." Master Tang replied, and said truthfully, "There are too many people making trouble in the bridal chamber. I think I can't stand inside, so I will come out first to get some air."

This is still a lie, but compared to just now, anyhow, there is so much truth in it. Zhao Chengjun said slowly, "I thought you would like this kind of lively occasion very much."

Master Tang didn't answer the words, killing people and punishing the heart, he must have said this deliberately, right?

Master Tang smiled and said: "A little girl, a layman, naturally inferior to the second lady of Xi Jia, who is noble and otherworldly."

Liu Ji's eyes have been busy all the time. He has to observe Zhao Chengjun's face and anticipate Tang Master's reaction. It can be said that he can't spare a moment. According to Liu Ji's opinion, these words of Master Tang were a bit presumptuous, and he had to stop him several times, only to find that King Jing seemed not angry.

What exactly is going on? Liu Ji was deeply puzzled. He watched his words and expressions for a while, and suddenly blessed his soul, thinking that he had better shut up.

Zhao Chengjun satirized Master Tang to see Zhao Zixun's wedding, and Master Tang stabbed back with Xi Yunchu. Master Tang's ability is not good enough, but the yin and yang strangeness is a specialty. Zhao Chengjun didn't care about her. He looked at the scene outside and suddenly asked, "Do you look at this garden?"

Master Tang followed and glanced outside, retracted back into his cloak, and said, "It's gray and there are fallen leaves everywhere. What's so good about it?"

Liu Ji's eyes widened, just about to hesitate, Zhao Chengjun's face was caught from the corner of his eyes, and he held back again. Zhao Chengjun asked again: "How does this compare to Jinling?"

Teacher Tang sneered mercilessly: "Of course it is Jinling."

Listening to her tone, she seemed very strange, how could there be such a problem in life.

Liu Ji's eyes turned grunting, ready to respond at any time. However, he was surprised to find that Zhao Chengjun actually smiled. Zhao Chengjun's smile flashed away, but there was a real smile in his eyes, which was so bright that people did not dare to look directly.

Zhao Chengjun turned his head and nodded Master Tang's eyebrows, and said, "Bullying the weak and fearing the hard, dislike the poor and love the rich, you dare to say."

Teacher Tang covered his forehead and looked at Zhao Chengjun in wonder. Zhao Chengjun seemed to be in a good mood all of a sudden, and even the snow outside the gallery was pleasing to his eyes. Zhao Chengjun finally remembered that this was his son's wedding banquet, and asked a few words like alms: "How do the elder son and the elder concubine look, do they get along well?"

"Yeah, prince, you ask me?" Master Tang rolled his eyes and said respectfully on the surface. , Made a great marriage."

Master Tang deliberately said something ironic, but he didn't expect to finish speaking, but she was sour by herself. Master Tang suddenly felt stunned. It turned out that whoever a man loves and who he marries can really be separated.

Why couldn't Zhao Chengjun hear that Master Tang was accusing Sang and cursing him to run him. Zhao Chengjun looked down at Master Tang and noticed her loss, and suddenly asked, "Are you recovering from the illness?"

Teacher Tang was in a downturn. When she heard Zhao Chengjun's words, she was taken aback and suddenly became vigilant: "Master, what are you asking about this?"

Zhao Chengjun didn’t rush, and said leisurely: “When you get better, you should go back to copy books. The palace never feeds idlers. It’s okay to get sick, but you can’t work without a job. You’ve saved up your weight for the past few days. Start early, so you can do it earlier. Fill it up."

Master Tang was stunned for a long time: "Huh?"

Zhao Chengjun looked at the sky and said, "Just tomorrow. Don't be late. I hate others for delaying time."

After Zhao Chengjun finished speaking, he turned and left. Liu Ji quickly glanced at Master Tang and said with a smile: "The girl is well, the old slave will leave first. See you tomorrow."

Master Tang didn't know whether to be sad or angry. She thought she was on vacation, but she was actually absent from work? She knew that this matter had been fixed and there was no change. Master Tang could only gritted her teeth and said, "Thank you, Lord. By the way, Lord, how is your injury?"

Zhao Chengjun stopped, and Liu Ji also stopped. Liu Ji silently lowered his head and held his breath. The same thing was asked by Xi Yunchu not long ago, and he didn't even miss a few words.

This time, Zhao Chengjun did not get angry immediately, but said lightly: "It's okay. Don't be nosy."

"Who cares about nosy?" Tang Shishi was not convinced. She stood on the corridor, wearing a fiery red cloak, and said, "No one can care about the prince now, but the prince can't help but take his body seriously. Only with fate can we plan the follow-up. Don't you think?"

Zhao Chengjun glanced at Teacher Tang and said coldly: "It's enough to take care of yourself."

After speaking, he strode away. Master Tang looked at Zhao Chengjun's back, and muttered in disbelief, "Is this angry?"

Liu Ji just glanced at what Tang Shishi said, and hurriedly caught up with Zhao Chengjun. Is the prince angry? This is not it.

Liu Ji couldn't help sighing in his heart, man, no matter how sensible he said, when he meets what he likes, everything will be useless.

What Master Tang said was exactly the same as that of Xi Yunchu, and even Master Tang had to cross the boundary a little bit. But when Xi Yunchu only got up, Zhao Chengjun had a cold face, and Master Tang was so yin and yang that Zhao Chengjun could bear it.

The heart is really different from the heart not.