It’s Better to be the Empress Dowager

Zhao Chengjun was taken aback, feeling angry for no reason. He was not angry at Master Tang and rejected him, but at the words she said.

Men and women are incompatible with each other.

The dynasty was strict in ethics, and men and women were six-year-olds in different seats. After the girls grew up, they could not see men other than their father and brother, and sometimes even the cousins ​​in the distant house would avoid them. This short six characters is an insurmountable gulf of ethics and education.

Zhao Chengjun realized that he was also a foreigner to Master Tang.

Shishi Tang cut him out of the line in one sentence. Zhao Chengjun wanted to refute that they were the beauties that the Queen Mother Yao gave to Prince Jing's Mansion. Even the land in the northwest belonged to him. What's more, Shishi Tang? But Zhao Chengjun knew that Master Tang was right. She was not yet married and had an innocent net worth. Other men in the world were outsiders to her, and they could not look directly at her face or touch her body.

Except for her father and brother, and her future husband's family.

Zhao Chengjun stared at Master Tang motionlessly for a while, slowly let go of her hand and let her get up. Master Tang got his arms free, and quickly climbed up on the ground. She staggered and stood firmly, only then did she feel a dull pain in her back and buttocks.

Teacher Tang thought happily. Fortunately, the clothes were thick, and there was snow cushion on the ground, and the skin was not broken. Otherwise, with such a big scar on her back, she would have to cry to death and reincarnate.

Zhao Chengjun saw that her expression was wrong, and asked, "Where does it hurt?"

Master Tang was embarrassed to say that her waist and hips hurt, she shook her head and said, "It's okay, I have worn several layers of clothes, and I didn't hurt my body."

Zhao Chengjun looked at her expression and knew that she was lying, but fortunately, she didn't hurt her muscles and bones, at most it was fleshy. Rubbing a little skin and bleeding a little is not a wound in Zhao Chengjun's eyes.

Zhao Chengjun said: "You take two steps slowly on the ground. Does your leg hurt?"

Teacher Tang walked according to Zhao Chengjun's instructions, and finally shook his head. Zhao Chengjun asked again: "Where is the ankle?"

Teacher Tang still shook his head. Zhao Chengjun completely let go and said, "That's good. In winter, the soil is hard, and a fall is no small thing. You will have a snack in the future, don't get rid of your hands and feet."

Master Tang lowered his eyes and responded lowly. Zhao Chengjun thought it was Tang Shishi's carelessness, but she did not know that she was deliberate in this fall.

This was exactly what Tang Master intended, and she wished that Zhao Chengjun would never know it.

Today, she successfully concealed the eyeliner of the Queen Mother Yao through a flop, and secretly saved Zhao Chengjun once. Although Tang Shishi didn't know whether Zhao Chengjun needed her to save him.

Master Tang lowered his eyes and warned himself secretly, only this time, not as an example. Next time she will never have the good luck of today, and the goal she wants to strive for is Zhao Zixun.

Zhao Chengjun is just a stepping stone doomed to die young, and Zhao Zixun is the future emperor. She actually risked her life to save a man who had nothing to do with her. Master Tang was wondering, is she crazy?

When Zhao Chengjun saw that Master Tang was okay, he relaxed and said, "Fortunately, it's okay. What you really do is terrifying. Go back to the carriage and rest. Don't worry about things outside, I have everything."

Master Tang nodded and walked towards the carriage with a heavy cloak. Zhao Chengjun walked with her to the side of the car. When getting in the car, Zhao Chengjun's eyes swept across the shaft of the car and frowned slightly.

He originally thought Master Tang slipped when he got on the car, and then he accidentally fell off. However, now the cowl is clean and there is no trace of slippage.

Instead, there is a very flat footprint, like someone standing on it and kicking it down. Because when I stepped hard, I left snow marks on the edges.

Zhao Chengjun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he silently glanced at Master Tang, covering everything in peace. There are three layers inside and three layers outside of Master Tang's body. She is not used to so many clothes, plus there is snow on the soles of her shoes, and she stumbles in just a few short steps. When she stepped on the carriage, the horse waited impatiently, stepped forward a few steps, and the entire carriage moved forward. Master Tang was about to get into the carriage, and her body was tilted by inertia, and she fell aside.

Zhao Chengjun stretched out his hand to hold her firmly. Zhao Chengjun stood by Tang Shishi, half of her body fell in this direction, Zhao Chengjun supported her with one hand without shaking her arms.

From this angle, it looked like Master Tang deliberately cast his arms. Master Tang was embarrassed and said quickly, "Master Wang, forgive me, I swear, I didn't mean it."

She said she was going to get up from Zhao Chengjun, her arm was just detached, and she was suddenly held by another force. Zhao Chengjun held her wrist backhand and did not let her go.

Master Tang looked at him in surprise, Zhao Chengjun didn't say a word, and with his other hand wrapped around her knee, he suddenly hugged her sideways. Master Tang suddenly lost weight, gave a short cry, and hurriedly covered his mouth after reacting.

"Lord..."

"Know that you didn't mean it." Zhao Chengjun's arms were strong and powerful, and Master Tang was surrounded by them, as unshakable as a copper wall and iron wall. Zhao Chengjun put Tang Shishi on the carriage. Tang Shishi wanted to probe out, but Zhao Chengjun held him on top of his head and pushed it back into the carriage.

"Stay in the car well." Zhao Chengjun's face is calm, his eyes are dark and sharp, and there is a faint sharp floating: "Don't make small moves."

Master Tang looked at Zhao Chengjun's eyes, and dare not move inexplicably. Zhao Chengjun settled her, closed the car door, and walked back to the snow.

When he passed the carriage, Ruoyoruo glanced at the coachman.

Tang Shishi has been in the Jing Palace for a long time, and he can feel more and more when Zhao Chengjun is joking and when he is real. The way he spoke just now was very permeating, and Master Tang didn't dare to challenge him, and he suddenly died down and stayed in the carriage and rested obediently.

Master Tang was indeed tired. She fell genuinely in that one, and after so long, her back was still aching, Master Tang suspected Wu Qing. She leaned against the car, the wind whistling outside, but she was strangely relieved.

It seems that no matter what happens, it will be resolved smoothly. King Jing is not far away, everything will be fine.

Master Tang didn't know how long he waited, and sure enough, the carriage started to move. Master Tang lifted the curtain of the car and asked: "The road is open? This section of the road is not easy to walk, I will go down and walk."

I don't know when there were several guards accompanying the carriage. When the guard heard what Tang said, his actions were straightforward, but his eyes were always down properly: "Going back to Tang, the prince has orders, the general will wait until the snowy road has been widened to clear a flat road that is large enough for carriages to pass. Tang. The girl just waited in the car with peace of mind, and didn't have to get out of the car to catch the cold."

Master Tang glanced forward, and sure enough, the road was much wider. Master Tang was in a complicated mood. She had to follow her before she left. Without her, Zhao Chengjun and the guards would rush forward. There was no need to clean up so much snow, nor to be dragged down by Master Tang, and the trip would not be faster.

Now, she wants to open up a three or four times wider road for her life. After the guard had finished speaking, he closed his eyes and looked straight ahead, not looking in the direction of Master Tang at all. Master Tang didn't know what to say, so he could only put down the curtain and sigh silently in his heart.

They walked and stopped like this, and finally arrived at Nanshan Villa before dark. Zhuangzi Zhongzheng was sad, and the gatekeeper looked at Xuexue worried. He saw a black cloud approaching from a distance. Among them, the mysterious iron armor was high and the people were tall and powerful, like a heavenly soldier descending. The gatekeeper was taken aback. He rubbed his eyes vigorously and found that the shadow had not disappeared.

Really a cavalry! The northwest is the fief of King Jing, and all the troops belong to King Jing. These can only be King Jing’s people. The gatekeeper was overjoyed and hurriedly called out to the villa: "I'm saved, I'm saved, the prince has sent someone!"

In Zhuangzi, Lu Yufei stayed in front of the bed, holding on to his discomfort and talking to Mrs. Xi: "Madam, how are you?"

Madam Xi is very old, incomparable to young people like Lu Yufei. The journey was tossing. She suffered another day of cold outside yesterday. She was both hungry, cold and frightened. Once Mrs. Zhuang Zixi fell ill.

Madam Xi is sick, and the situation of the other female families is not optimistic. Lu Yufei was also affected by the wind and cold, and now she is only supporting her to comfort Madam Xi. Xi Yunchu was originally a delicate temper. Now she is ill and guarded before Madam Xi collapsed, and she kept shed tears.

Lu Yufei not only wanted to greet Mrs. Xi, but also to comfort Xi Yunchu, who soon became dizzy and exhausted. But Lu Yufei couldn't show that she was uncomfortable. She was the concubine of the eldest son. She initiated the trip to Guangji Temple this time. If she falls ill, her heart will be completely dissipated.

At that time, wouldn't it give Zhou Shunhua another chance to perform?

Lu Yufei refused, ignoring the obstruction of the maid, and arranging everything in Zhuangzi. This village was used to supply vegetables and wild goods to the Prince Jing’s Mansion. It was not a mountain village for recreation. Suddenly, there were so many people in it, and many places were messed up and down. Lu Yufei had to arrange so many people to eat and stay, but also to appease the Xi family's mother and daughter, to guard against Zhou Shunhua, and also to worry about whether the mountain roads could walk outside. After only half a day, she was obviously haggard.

Xi Yunchu kept wiping his tears and said, "I told you not to go out. You must not listen. It's fine now. There was so much snow outside, and we were trapped here, unconsciously, even starving to death. People know."

Since yesterday, Lu Yufei has repeatedly heard this argument. Xi Yunchu didn't say that he was annoying, and Lu Yufei would be annoyed by it. Lu Yufei's face is not very good, but Nian Xi Yunchu may be the future princess. She barely endures it and smiles: "If you don't die in a catastrophe, you will have a blessing. We have arrived at Zhuangzi. This is a blessing. Yunchu, I know you. Be anxious, but don’t talk about life and death at every turn. This is unlucky."

"Auspicious?" Xi Yunchu sneered, holding the veil and said, "I don't say anything, just close my eyes and weigh it. This is auspicious. The question is the way out?"

"There are charcoal fires and grains in Zhuangzi, which can last a long time." Lu Yufei tried to calm Xi Yunchu, "Be calm, don't worry, let's wait. Yesterday, the prince has already figured out a way to inform the prince, and the prince will definitely send someone to rescue him. our."

Hearing Zhao Chengjun, Xi Yunchu's tone finally calmed down, and he no longer lost his temper at Lu Yufei, but the harshness of his tone remained undiminished: "Charcoal fire and eating are okay. What about the medicinal materials? My mother is so sick. Now, in case something is wrong, who of you can afford it?"

Even if Lu Yufei wanted to please Xi Yunchu, he couldn't bear it now. Lu Yufei smiled slightly stiff, what did Xi Yunchu's words mean? Is she complaining that Lu Yufei killed Madam Xi?

However, it was clearly the Xi family's idea to provide Xi Yun with a long light at night. Lu Yufei took the initiative to provide them with the opportunity to approach the Prince Jing's Mansion. He also tried his best to arrange food and accommodation along the way. However, Xi Yunchu didn't appreciate it and blamed Lu Yufei for causing them to suffer?

Lu Yufei rushed into his head, almost pressing his face. At this time, a rapid announcement came from outside, interrupting the conversation between Lu Yufei and Xi Yunchu.

"His concubine, saved, the prince is here with someone!"

what? Lu Yufei stood up, and even Madam Xi on the hospital bed opened her eyes with difficulty: "King Jing?"

Xi Yunchu sat on the embroidered pier, stunned for a moment, and muttered in disbelief: "It's really King Jing? I heard that right, is it the King Jing down?"

Nobody in the house paid any attention to Xi Yunchu. Lu Yufei ran out violently. No matter what she was doing, the maid rushed to the door. Even Madam Xi struggled to get up, coughing: "Help me up and go to meet the prince. ."

Outside the house, a team of horses stopped on the originally empty snowfield. The headed man, dressed in ocher-red narrow-sleeved clothes and a black cloak, jumped off the horse.

A crowd of iron horses followed him behind him, Zhao Chengjun handed the reins to his cronies, standing in the snow, as if it were the thickest stroke in this white world. Majestic, cold and stern, and powerful, so that it seems to be murderous.

After Lu Yufei saw the incoming person under the eaves, his eyes became wet and he almost shed tears. Zhao Zixun walked quickly to the open space and saluted: "Father."

Zhao Zixun looked at Zhao Chengjun with incredulous eyes: "Father, why are you here?"

Zhao Chengjun did not answer Zhao Zixun’s question, but turned and walked behind: "These words will be mentioned later, you should prepare hot water and an empty room. Forget it, no need, let me arrange it."

As soon as Zhao Chengjun finished speaking, he denied it. Zhao Zixun didn't even react to what he was going to do. Zhao Zixun watched in astonishment as Zhao Chengjun walked to a carriage, and said softly, "Are you still awake? It's already here, you can get out of the car."

The car curtain moved lightly, and soon the car door opened from the inside, and a woman in a red cloak appeared behind. She bends down slightly, it seems that the action is not very convenient, Zhao Chengjun stretched out her hand, half supporting and half hugging, and put her on the ground.

The woman stood firm, and then put down her hood. White and snowy, she stood like a red plum in the ice and snow. After taking off her hood, she revealed a delicate, bright and scorching face.

Her face turned pale, she seemed to be uncomfortable on the way, and she was pale by the weather. However, it became more and more prominent that she had black temples and red lips, standing in the ice and snow, like a jade, Zhaojun is alive.

Zhao Zixun was stunned. Mrs. Xi, who had just rushed over, held on to the door frame and was surprised to see the woman next to Zhao Chengjun: "Who is this woman?"

Master Tang really had enough, she shouldn't have suffered such a serious crime to come to the villa for the little plot that was so pitiful. Teacher Tang was so embarrassed that he couldn't even bring up any enthusiasm even when he saw the male protagonist he was thinking of.

Teacher Tang saluted Zhao Zixun perfunctorily, and said, "Little girl, Master Tang, send greetings to the world's son."

Zhao Zixun looked at Tang Shishi, then quickly glanced at Zhao Chengjun, telling him instinctively that something was different. In front of Zhao Chengjun, Zhao Zixun dared not accept the gift of Master Tang, he slightly avoided, and said, "Ms. Tang, please. Thank you for your hard work. Follow here all the way."

"It's the prince who loves his son." Tang said, "The prince heard that the prince and his concubine were trapped, and he immediately took people to explore the way. The prince and the prince are kind and filial and impressed by the sun and the moon, which is really moving."

When Zhao Zixun heard it, he followed the conversation and bowed to Zhao Chengjun: "Thank you, father. The sons and ministers failed to share the worries for his father, but caused troubles for his father. There is no room for self-confidence."

"Get up." Zhao Chengjun said, "When the matter is up to now, what's the use of saying this. The letter says that you are blowing in the wind and you are not feeling well. Don't stand outside, come in and talk."

Zhao Chengjun and Zhao Zixun walked to the hall. The female family members met and saluted: "Participate in the prince."

Zhao Chengjun strode past and said casually, "No courtesy." He has become accustomed to these things. Since his birth, people have been kneeling in front of him and respectfully calling him "Lord".

Zhao Chengjun had already seen no surprises, and would never give alms to either side. This villa supplies mountain products to the Prince Jing's Mansion, and there are usually few people coming. There are only two entries before and after. Fortunately, after all, it is a villa of the Royal Palace. Although the place is small, it is neatly formed.

The first entry into the main room became the most noble place, and now Zhao Chengjun is here, and the main room will take care of the function of the hall. Zhao Chengjun entered the house, saw Madam Xi, saluted and signaled: "Mrs. Xi."

"The prince." Madam Xi dragged the sick body to say hello to Zhao Chengjun. Xi Yunchu stood beside her mother and quickly glanced at Zhao Chengjun, tenderly and timidly blessed.

Xi Yunchu was shy and timid, with a romantic figure, and with a weak and involuntary timidity between his gestures and feet, he was the most favorite appearance of a sick beauty among men. It's a pity that Zhao Chengjun didn't notice her. Zhao Chengjun's gaze stayed on Madam Xi and motioned Madam Xi to sit down.

Where does Madam Xi dare? She hurriedly declined. After Zhao Chengjun gave in twice, she took the seat by herself, and Madam Xi sat opposite.

The rest of the people sat down in order according to their superiority and inferiority. Zhao Zixun and Lu Yufei sat on the pear wood chairs, Xi Yunchu moved the embroidered dun and sat beside his mother, Tang Shishi stood beside Zhao Chengjun, and the others followed the master.

Zhao Chengjun asked Madam Xi: "I heard that Madam was ill on the way, I wonder if her condition is better?"

"Maybe something." Madam Xi was still sick on the bed just now, and now King Jing is here, she suddenly gushes out a lot of strength, and the whole person seems to be more energetic. "It's the concubine who is weak and the prince laughed."

Zhao Chengjun said, "Madam, what are you talking about? You are a distinguished guest of Prince Jing's Mansion. If your wife gets sick on the road, then Prince Jing's Mansion is negligent. The mountain road has been cleared. Probably, I have ordered the subordinates to go down and reinforce them. City."

"Really?" Everyone was overjoyed when they heard that Mrs. Xi coughed with excitement. She covered her mouth while talking hard, "Thank you, the lord. It's just that the concubine and the concubine have agreed to go to Guangji Temple to worship the Buddha. If you return to the city, the Buddha Didn't it fail over there?"

"It's okay. You can worship Buddha everywhere. Your safety is the most important thing." Zhao Chengjun's voice is not hurried, he always speaks like this, slowly and clearly, and after a sentence is finished, it seems to have a lingering rhyme. This is probably also a habit cultivated by the palace. You must guard against arrogance and rashness in everything, and be gentle and solemn, but every word is hidden in the needle, dripping water is not leaking.

Zhao Chengjun said this beautifully. The women in the room except Master Tang had tears in their eyes. They were terrified and frightened all day. Now someone suddenly appeared and said "Your safety is the most important." Who can not be moved?

Madam Xi wiped her eyes and said, "Thank you, the prince. The prince is so kind, and the concubine really doesn't know how to repay."

"Madam, you are polite." Zhao Chengjun smiled lightly and said, "It was the Prince Jing's mansion who took his wife and Miss Xi Er out of Xiping Mansion. In any case, I will send them back to Xi's house safely, so that they can live up to the trust of Xi's family. If the wife is unwell, she can recover from the illness at Zhuangzi with peace of mind. After that, my guard will stay at Zhuangzi and **** the wife and the second young lady back to the city."

The guards have been kept...that is to say, King Jing will leave early? Madam Xi was not without disappointment. She originally wanted to take advantage of her illness to stay with King Jing for a few more days, so as to create opportunities for Xi Yunchu and King Jing. It now seems that King Jing will leave tomorrow anyway, and it doesn't make sense for her to keep it.

After thinking about it, Madam Xi said: "The prince’s guards are all elite soldiers chosen from a thousand miles away. They shoulder heavy responsibilities to defend the home and defend the country. Isn’t it a delay to the military plane if you leave it to your concubine? If you are sick, you can set off together tomorrow. ."

Xi Yunchu kept looking at Zhao Chengjun secretly, and was finally pulled back to his senses when he heard this. She covered her mother's hand and frowned worriedly: "Mother..."

Madam Xi patted the back of Xi Yunchu's hands and said, "It's okay. The prince is busy with his affairs, so don't delay the prince's time."

Xi Yunchu quickly glanced at Zhao Chengjun, lowered his eyelashes, and said dullly: "Yes."

When Zhao Chengjun couldn’t see it, he still had a faint smile and said to Madam Xi: "Madam, don’t have to force it. Regardless of whether Madam wants to stay or leave, Prince Jing’s Mansion will wait to the end."

Madam Xi made up her mind to leave. Living in Zhuangzi is uncomfortable, so I might as well follow King Jing on the road. You don’t need to worry about the safety of the road, and you can get in touch with King Jing’s Mansion. Madam Xi has made up her mind and said firmly: "Thank you for your kindness, the concubine's illness is not serious, and you can leave tomorrow."

Zhao Chengjun is just polite, since Madam Xi insists, he has nothing to say. Zhao Chengjun stood up and said: "If this is the case, Madam rests at ease, and this king will not disturb Madam to recover from illness."

Madam Xi stood up to send Zhao Chengjun off. She was embarrassed and said: "The prince will also have a rest in Zhuangzi tonight. The prince is noble and the main room should be occupied by the prince. The concubine is ashamed to occupy the main room. Concubine is this. Just move away..."

"Madam, don't need to move." Zhao Chengjun stopped Madam Xi's movements and said, "Madam is both an elder and a patient. She deserves to live in the room. It is enough for me to let people clean up the wing room at will. Madam lives in peace of mind."

Madam Xi was embarrassed by this sentence. Zhao Chengjun is the prince, but he respects the Xi family. It can be seen that Zhao Chengjun is a nostalgic person, and he still misses Waner for so long. Xi Yunchu grew up listening to Zhao Chengjun's name when he was a child. Now that Zhao Chengjun is highly powerful, looks good, and is considerate to their family, his heart has already been throbbing.

Xi Yunchu looked at Zhao Chengjun with bright eyes, blushing cheeks, and a little daughter's mood. Madam Xi saw the little daughter's expression and deliberately joked: "The prince is so polite, and the concubine is sincere and fearful. It's just that the mountains and the fields are in a hurry, and there is no time to prepare tonight. I really neglect the prince. If there is a princess, it will be different. To say something arrogant, it's really not a matter that no one takes care of your food, clothing, housing and transportation. I wonder when the prince plans to add a close person?"

Master Tang is no stranger to this topic, she has not been in the mansion for a long time, but in this short half year, many people have already inquired about this matter openly and secretly. The wife of Xiping Mansion cares about the ladies, the ministers of the Jing Palace care about it, and the Queen Mother Yao in the palace cares about it, even her own people.

Master Tang has heard several times that Liu Ji changed the method to persuade Zhao Chengjun to get married, but which time was it not that Zhao Chengjun came back lukewarm? Master Tang thought it was the same again this time. She didn't pay attention at all, but she heard Zhao Chengjun say: "It should be soon."