It’s Better to be the Empress Dowager

Master Tang stared at her hand, she looked at it for a long time, and slowly opened it.

Only a short sentence was written on the note: "Wait for an opportunity, look for a chance to read his correspondence."

It's self-evident who the "he" is here.

Master Tang rolled up the paper, handed it to the candlelight, and watched the ink-colored characters turn into ashes. It is inevitable that the Queen Mother Yao buried people in the Jing Palace, but it seems that the Queen Mother Yao's manpower did not penetrate the front yard.

After all, the Empress Dowager Yao is a deep boudoir, even if she is the empress dowager, the power is still in the servants, slaves, and military affairs. Queen Mother Yao wanted King Jing to guard the northwest, but she didn't worry about King Jing, so she came up with a trick to use women to spy on the news.

Maybe it shouldn't be said that this is a faint move. What if there is such a woman in the world, can Jing Wangming know that it is a meticulous work and can't help but be addicted? Master Tang doesn't know if there is such a person in the world, but obviously, this person will not be her.

Master Tang just wants to be a queen mother and enjoy peace. What is the grudge between the Queen Mother Yao and King Jing, and what does Master Tang do? They are fighting against them, and Master Tang wants to run his own future.

As for the Queen Mother, you can deal with it casually.

Master Tang’s days of leaving early and returning late lasted for several days. Gradually, she had gotten used to going to the study room early in the morning, and then spent a muddled and idle day in the Baoxia. When it was dark, she could no longer find out. When the storm is over, you can stop work and go home. Except for the first day, the other few times, Tang Shishi never saw King Jing again.

The days on her side are very quiet, quite a bit of indisputable meaning. However, in the plot, the progress of the hero and the heroine is pushed fast. When Master Tang goes home every night, he can see a thick pile of new plots, and sometimes even several chapters can be updated a day.

Most of them are daily routines, such as who we met today, what we said to the prince, what kind of policy the Master arranged, and so on. Sometimes, the elder son would ask Zhou Shunhua and Ren Yujun what they thought. Ren Yujun didn't dare to say anything, but Zhou Shunhua could repeatedly put forward new ideas.

Zhao Zixun's attitude towards the two women also unknowingly changed, although in the eyes of Master Tang, from the beginning, Zhao Zixun's stance was partial. Zhao Zixun originally came for Zhou Shunhua, and Ren Yujun was just passing by. However, in Ren Yujun's view, things might look different.

Ren Yujun only knew that she and Zhou Shunhua were going to serve her son at the same time, and that what Zhou Shunhua would do, Ren Yujun was also not bad. Obviously there were three people at first, but Zhao Zixun gradually fell in love with Zhou Shunhua.

It's so pitiful, Master Tang turned a page and took the words quietly in her heart. It's a pity that sisters Ren Yujun and Zhou Shunhua turned against each other. In this case, let Master Tang take care of all the evil consequences.

As long as Master Tang snatches Zhao Zixun's favor and leaves Zhou Shunhua and Ren Yujun out of favor, wouldn't it be fair?

She is really a kind genius.

Master Tang turned over the plots that he had missed, the painful myocardial infarction, but it didn't matter if he had to comfort himself, it was just a small matter that didn't affect the overall situation. She turned to the latest part, and her eyes saw that the title of the next chapter was "Wind, Snow, Moon and Rain, Warming Wine and Rain."

Master Tang turned back and forth, and found that the plot of "Rain" appeared in the title of the follow-up. Master Tang groaned, lost in thought.

It was a coincidence once, but "rain" appeared repeatedly. Does it mean that at least one of the love scenes of the male and female protagonist appeared on a rainy day? Master Tang raised his head and looked out the window, the wind was blowing, and it seemed that it was going to rain soon.

Is it tomorrow?

Early in the morning, Cuckoo came in from outside with a water basin. While rubbing her arms, she complained: "It's really annoying, it's raining again. It's not convenient to do anything on rainy days."

Cuckoo spoke from his mouth, and did not delay the movement of his hands at all. She adjusted the hot water, and when she turned her head, she saw Master Tang standing by the window, looking outside blankly.

Dujuan was unclear, so his tone became lower: "Girl, what are you looking at?"

Teacher Tang murmured: "It's raining."

"Yes." Du Juan Suxu said, "It rained suddenly in the middle of the night last night, and it didn't stop this morning. It's strangely cold. Girl, remember to bring your cloak when you go out today. Don't be blown by the wind when you come back late. ."

As Du Juan said to go in to take the cloak, Master Tang took the clothes, his mind still flying outside.

Today, she must and must stare at Zhou Shunhua and Zhao Zixun. If there is no opportunity, we must also create opportunities.

In the study, Master Tang took off her cloak at the door, and the maid immediately stepped forward to take the rain gear from Master Tang. Master Tang exposed the light clothes inside, put on soft-soled shoes, and entered the room.

She asked: "Is the prince here today?"

The maid pointed her fingers and shook her head, not daring to say any more. Master Tang understood it and thanked him with a smile: "I see, thanks for reminding."

Master Tang entered Baosha and began to copy for a whole day. Today not only is Tang Shishi out of mind, but it also seems to be not peaceful outside.

During the morning, several groups of people came in and out of the study. Master Tang has been paying attention to the outside, she found that the sound of the study was getting smaller and smaller, and finally, a rush of footsteps passed, and the outside was completely quiet.

Master Tang walked to the door lightly and quietly pushed a slit open. She watched for a while, then came out.

The study was empty, and even the waiters were gone. This is simply a godsend, Master Tang picked up the cloak and fastened it to himself. When she held the umbrella, she suddenly realized that the door of King Jing's study was open.

She turned her head and saw the Dongshao Room where Zhao Chengjun's office was located for the first time through a series of partitions. Like its owner, this study room is noble and proper. The bookshelves are neatly lined up with volumes, and the red sandalwood and horseshoe-foot tables are even stacked with unorganized letters.

Master Tang only took a look, then calmly retracted his gaze. What does King Jing's things have to do with her? She was in a hurry to catch up with the plot, and she had no time to worry about her business.

Master Tang opened his umbrella and ran quickly into the rain.

Today's rain was extremely heavy, and the wind was entrained in the rain, and the corners of Master Tang's skirt were quickly wetted. Master Tang gathered his cloak, grabbed a maid in the aisle, and asked, "The prince asked me to give things to the son, where is the son now?"

The maid did not doubt, and pointed in one direction: "The son is in the lake pavilion."

Master Tang thanked him and ran to the lake pavilion quickly. The northwest is dry, but King Jing did not know where to bring in a stream of living water and built a pavilion in the middle of the lake. Zhao Zixun was in a good mood for the Huxin Pavilion to take the beauty and appreciate the rain.

At this moment, bamboo curtains are hanging on all sides of the lake pavilion, and a small stove is even placed in the corner of the pavilion to dissipate the cold on the water. Zhao Zixun sat in front of the wine stove, warming the wine expertly. He looked at the people behind him and waved: "There is no one else here, and you don't have to be restrained. Sit down and have a drink with me."

Ren Yujun gave a stubborn temperament and said instinctively: "My son, this is not in compliance with the rules..."

"Behave and behave, you are young, how can you be like an old pedantic, full of rules." Zhao Zixun sneered, "It's okay to be bound by those rules and regulations. Today is a rare sight. Don't be disappointed."

Ren Yujun pursed his lips, knowing that he had said the wrong thing. Ren Yujun was stunned, Zhou Shunhua stepped forward and sat comfortably opposite Zhao Zixun: "Thank you, Shizi. Shizi, is this Sang Luojiu?"

Zhao Zixun raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "You know wine?"

"I don't know how to drink. I lived at my grandfather's house when I was young. My grandfather loved wine. I only learned one or two after that."

Ren Yujun slowly sat next to Zhou Shunhua, listening to Zhao Zixun and Zhou Shunhua talking, from wine tasting to wine making and childhood fun. Ren Yujun knew nothing about wine and couldn't even intervene.

Ren Yujun lowered his eyes, his heart clouded over. Although Zhao Zixun was a princely son, he grew up in the folks as a child, and did not like the style of palaces and Miyagi. He prefers to do whatever he wants and is unrestrained. Zhou Shunhua's lofty, arrogant, and somewhat deviant temperament makes it easier to please Zhao Zixun.

Ren Yujun clearly felt that compared to her who always persuades her to work hard, she prefers Zhou Shunhua.

With constant talk and laughter in the ear, Ren Yujun lowered his eyes, unable to see the look in his eyes clearly. After Zhou Shunhua finished his childhood tree-climbing experience, Zhao Zixun laughed and said: "It's really a female big eighteen change. Now you look at Jingmei Shuli, who knows that when I was a child, I was so naughty. I also climbed when I was seven. Going over the tree, but also by the father..."

Zhao Zixun’s voice came to an abrupt end. Zhou Shunhua was waiting for something to follow. When Zhao Zixun stopped, he subconsciously asked, "My son, what's wrong?"

Zhao Zixun quickly recovered calmly, shook his head and said, "Nothing." But he refused to talk about this topic.

Zhou Shunhua didn't understand, so he changed the subject wittily. Zhou Shunhua didn't react, but Ren Yujun understood it all at once.

Zhou Shunhua has a superior family background and has been favored since she was a child. She even dared to climb a tree to make trouble when she went to her grandfather's house. She naturally did not understand the subtle and delicate inferiority and pride in the high gate compound.

But Ren Yujun understood, so she immediately noticed Zhao Zixun's gaffe. How could a child who really grew up in the palace have the hobby of climbing trees? Zhao Zixun was adopted by King Jing at the age of eight. Before the age of eight, Zhao Zixun was like a commoner child, climbing trees, digging the ground, and rolling in the mud. His father was not King Jing.

It was his biological father, Xu Jing.

It was only after Zhao Zixun was adopted by King Jing that he really saw how the wealthy family lived. It turns out that the commoner Xu's family was only willing to wear during the New Year. In the palace, it was the coarse cloth that even the most ruthless maid disliked. It turned out that the rich family never needed to work. A third-class maid next to King Jing had better hands than Zhao. Zixun's mother is delicate and tender.

And King Jing, the man with a noble origin, royal blood, and the entire land under his feet, was an existence that Zhao Zixun couldn't even think of. The land in the northwest, and even the people on these lands, are the property of King Jing.

Yes, property.

After Zhao Zixun changed his surname to Zhao, he never mentioned his previous life. As if he had been living in Jingwang Mansion since he was born, he has been used to the valuable wine vessels, tea sets, and antiques since he was a child. Had it not been for today to talk to Zhou Shunhua, Zhao Zixun would have forgotten to blurt out, he would not have mentioned another father.

Ren Yujun lowered his eyelids and found his advantage over Zhou Shunhua for the first time. After Zhao Zixun missed the word "father", although he immediately concealed it, his mind was still confused. His interest in drinking suddenly disappeared, and he didn't even bother to talk to Zhou Shunhua anymore. Zhou Shunhua tried to find a topic, and the place gradually cooled down.

The three people sat facing each other, and the atmosphere gradually became awkward. Zhou Shunhua was looking for an opportunity to retire, when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside.

The three of them looked back together and saw a woman coming from the lake with an umbrella. The heavy rain, she seemed to be the only bright color in the world. After approaching, Master Tang naturally asked the maid to accept the umbrella and untied her cloak. Everything went smoothly as it should be. She was born to be served by a dozen servants.

Although Shishi Tang held an umbrella, he was inevitably wet by the rain along the way. Her hair bun was slightly stained with moisture, and a few strands of broken hair stuck to her cheek, renewing her beauty in the mess.

Zhao Zixun sat up straight unconsciously. He looked at Master Tang and frowned slowly: "What are you doing here?"

Master Tang rushed over halfway all the way, breathing a little at this moment, wondering if he had caught up with the plot. Master Tang took a deep breath, walked into the pavilion, and salute Zhao Zixun in a straightforward manner: "Please peace to the son of the world. Returning to the son of the world, I will send you a message in the name of the prince."

When Zhao Zixun heard King Jing, his expression changed suddenly: "Father has something to say?"

In the study, Zhao Chengjun paced to the table and flipped through the letters on the table casually.

There is no trace of movement. Such a good opportunity, Master Tang actually held back?

Zhao Chengjun asked: "Where is she?"

There is no need to order, Liu Ji already knows who Zhao Chengjun asked: "Back to the prince, soon after you went out, Miss Tang ran out in the rain. Listening to the maid's return, she is in the Huxin Pavilion."

"What is she going to do by the lake in such a heavy rain?"

Liu Ji was a little embarrassed and said in a low voice: "The son of the world is leaving school early today, warming wine and enjoying the rain in the lake."

Zhao Chengjun understood. He flicked the letter with his fingers, and threw it to the corner: "The Queen Mother expected her to be a meticulous craftsman. It is really fantastic. She is only profitable, and she can take refuge in whoever is more advantageous. This kind of person is most untrustworthy. These years, the Queen Mother Yao has read People's eyes are getting more and more left."

Liu Ji said: "They are naturally not as good as the prince who is aware of the details and strategizes."

Liu Ji's flattery was too obvious, Zhao Chengjun ignored it, but suddenly said: "Prepare the umbrella, let's go to the garden and see."