Chapter 2018 Guizi scroll picture is so hard to see 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 was not 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 Qinyun stood up. When Yuan Chun came over to support her, and after taking a few steps forward, Guo Qinyun 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, and 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 when I think about it, I already had bad intentions and bad intentions, so it’s hard to say what the other party did.

"Forget it, sister, just have a good rest. I envy my sister for having such a leisurely life. Look at my sister's water-colored skin, which is 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 Qinyun'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 confinement for the rest of your life. It depends on whether you can still talk to 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, and Feng Ziying was 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 we meet or not.

 “I’ve met Queen Concubine Tsuen.” Feng Ziying cupped her hands slightly and stood silent.

Guo Qinjun also nodded slightly, "Lord Feng is here? Just in time, I just want to talk to Lord Feng about something. This is the place where the virtuous concubine cleans up, so 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 **** with Prince Gong at this time?

Whoever 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 apart. 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 continued to the west until they reached the end of Chongxuan Temple. The west corner near the wall.

This is a large courtyard with three overlapping courtyards, densely covered with ancient trees and shaded by trees. It should have been specially developed for dignitaries.

However, Feng Ziying knew that this was specially created by Cao Jixiang, the great **** 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 visited again. The traces were later put aside by Cao Jixiang.

Until the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, the fragrance 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 people 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, but also has some artistic conception.

At the door of the courtyard, Feng Ziying paused for a moment, 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 middle courtyard is not small. It is very elegant and clean. It has obviously been specially cleaned.

 Guo Qinyun 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 Qinyun 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 lure Feng Ziying into the trap with seduction. 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.

 Seeing that several people had dispersed, and when they reached the walls on both sides, and only herself and Feng Ziying were left in the entire middle courtyard, Guo Qinyun felt a little calmer.

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 reason why I want to meet you today. I won't beat around the bush. I hope you can help Prince Gong." Guo Qinyun looked directly at the other person and said every word.

The two of them were less than three feet apart, and their words were unlikely to 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 King Lu 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 that enough?”

"Not enough, far from enough!" Guo Qinyun began to breathe quickly, and her 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 but laugh angrily, "Quan Fei, 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 superintendent of the country and even the throne belongs to him. Do you think it is possible? If the guilds in the cabinet agree, will they believe it? The generals in the border towns will believe it, and the local officials will believe it. 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 the momentum builds up, 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 all parties.

“Nothing is impossible in the world. Even a young child can ascend to the throne. Why can’t Prince Gong?” Guo Qinyun said vehemently.

“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 while 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 of "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. , and then he became calmer again, "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 full of flowers. When the fire cooks the oil, the first rafters will rot first, and when the time comes, it’s still unclear who will have the last laugh.”

"Mr. 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, something unexpected could happen. Fengyun, if..., who will remember Prince Gong at that time?" Guo Qinjun slowly regained his composure, "I don't ask for much, I just want a chance to supervise the country. Prince Shou is about to fall before his eyes. Now, 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, it will be even more hopeless. Prince Gong cannot afford to miss this step!"

 Seeing Guo Qinjun speak so categorically, Feng Ziying also found it funny.

This supervisory state was indeed proposed by me at the time, including the establishment of the two supervisory states on the left and right, which I also came up with on a whim. However, this does not mean that I can influence the selection and arrangement of these two supervisory states.

 Be it the decorations or the puppets, they all have to be decided by the cabinet ministers 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 helpless.

"Empress, if you are so insistent, you should tell the cabinet ministers 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 also going to Shaanxi, and even more..."

Guo Qinjun's breath was sizzling, and her plump **** 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 are really helpless, or do you think you can help me?" Prince Gong and I can’t give you what you want, so why don’t you bother to take a look?”

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