No matter how sluggish Mo Xi was, this time he should understand what Duke Li's eyes meant. He couldn't help but turn his head to look for someone, only to see that the old fox had slipped away. Mo Xi was speechless for a moment. He sighed and walked into the hall. When he arrived at Princess Mengze's case, he asked, "...why are you here."
It was cold in the evening, Mengze's body was weak, and he was wearing a light blue robe. He coughed a few times, and said warmly, "Brother Wang is in trouble. I haven't had time to review the memorials for the past few days, so I will help him."
It is not unreasonable for Murong Mengze to be one of the top three gentlemen of China as a girl.
She treats her people with kindness, kindness, and virtuousness, she is familiar with the current military and political situation, and she is not inferior to men in the way of ruling the country. Regardless of how weak she is now, it's all because of the chronic illness she treated Mo Xi a few years ago. Before that, her magic skills and spiritual powers were all extremely talented, and it was beyond the reach of others. .
Now, although she can no longer go to the forefront of the battlefield, she can still sit in the tent. If it weren't for the fact that there was no woman in the mainland of Kyushu to rule the country, I'm afraid that the emperor would have given her an official and a half title, and let her do some practical things in a justifiable manner. It's a pity that in the eyes of most people, women are women after all, and they should be the windows and the temples, and the mirrors should be decorated with yellow. Those who are talented and knowledgeable should contribute to their husbands, fathers or brothers who are officials in the court. , What is there to show the girl's family
Therefore, even if Murong Mengze is precious and a princess of a country, the most common thing people say about her is, "Oh, that is Xi He Jun's fixed wife, but she hasn't gotten married yet, and she hasn't even gotten through the door yet."
The current situation is such that there is nothing your Majesty can do. Even if Mengze Huaijin embraces Yu and possesses both political integrity and talent, he cannot reuse her. However, he was reluctant to delegate some of the core cases of royal power to ordinary nobles, and he had more than enough power to do so. Looking at it, besides Meng Ze and Yan Ping, there was only one Murong Lian left.
Needless to say, Yan Ping has a big chest and no brains. Of the ten noble sons, nine have slept with her. It is okay to let her draw erotic pictures, but it is a joke to let her read the military newspaper.
As for Murong Lian... not to mention that his grandfather had the intention of usurping the throne, he had seriously considered adopting Murong Lian as his son and crowning him as a son before the death of his predecessor.
Then there is only Mengze left.
Murong Mengze is smart, wise, sober and capable. The only regret is that she gave birth to a daughter. But who said that this regret is not the biggest reassurance for the king
In this rolling red dust, a woman can't turn the tide, she can't get power, power, and support. As long as this woman doesn't get married, the closest man she is in the world will be her only. Brother, that is, the king himself.
He was the most kind to her.
Turning on the candle in the bookstore, Mengze turned his face to the side, and said to the maid in a soft voice: "Yueniang, go and make a pot of spring tea for Xihejun."
"Yes."
Yueniang withdrew, and soon brought a tea tray with tea snacks in it. She arranged them one by one, and smiled, "Xihe-jun take it slow, the maid will go to guard outside the door."
The maid Hongluo's skirt swayed lightly and withdrew, and the sandalwood door of the bookstore was carefully closed with a creak.
Mo Xi took his seat on the seat and asked, "How is your Majesty? Why did you suddenly get sick?"
Meng Ze sighed: "He doesn't want to talk, and he doesn't allow the people in Shennongtai to talk much to the outside world. All I can say is that he has been sick in bed a few days ago... But it's nothing serious. I got permission this morning to visit him. The most dangerous time has passed, but he is still weak, and I am afraid that he will be raised for three or four days."
She paused and looked at Mo Xi with an inquiring look: "Is Big Brother Mo here to report the results of the assignment to Brother Wang?"
"Yes."
Mengze said with concern: "Is everything going well?"
Mo Xi avoided the seriousness and said lightly: "Chen Qing and the others have suffered some injuries, and they have already gone to Jiang Yaoshi for treatment, nothing else."
"That's good." Meng Ze sighed, "But Brother Wang, he may not be able to see you in the past few days. Brother Mo will write a form when he goes back, and I will hand it over to him on your behalf."
Mo Xi thanked her. Seeing that she was covered in papers and papers, her face was tired, and she wanted to help her with the paperwork. But then I realized that since the emperor did not hand over these reports to the assistant slaughter, and all of them were handed over to Mengze for review, I thought it was some files that foreign ministers did not want to talk about, so he said: "It's getting late, I'll go back first. .You should rest early when you are done with this."
Meng Ze smiled and said with a smile: "Huh? You're leaving so soon, don't you stay with me for a while?"
Mo Xi: "..."
"Okay, I'm just teasing Big Brother Mo. Look at you, you have the heart to let you sit idle with me." After Mengze said, he coughed a few times, covered his mouth, and said warmly, "You Go back quickly."
Mo Xi got up, lowered his eyes and said to her, "Dew in the middle of the night, you remember to ask Yueniang to add more clothes to you."
Mengze smiled and said, "Okay."
Mo Xi left, and as soon as he exited the door of the bookstore, Yueniang entered the cabinet. She served Mengze for many years, and she looked like a servant in front of others, but when she was in front of Mengze, she was prone to talk too much. Talk too much, can't hide it.
No, she looked at where Mo Xi had left, stomped her feet, and said to Mengze reluctantly, "My lord—"
"What's wrong?"
"Why did you just let Xi and Jun go away like this? You see it's been so long since you returned to the city, and it's rare for him to be alone with you today, so you don't leave him for a while." Yueniang pursed her lips and whispered, " Let's have a meal together or something."
Mengze dipped the lake in the inkstone, hung the pen on his wrist, and said as he wrote, "What should I leave him to do, he doesn't want to."
"But his spiritual core is obtained by your health. If you let Xi and Jun go west, he will definitely not go east. He owes you a big favor!"
Mengze smiled: "It's just kindness, I didn't plan to let him pay it back."
"What did the lord say, of course he should pay it back!" Seeing that Murong Mengze was so indifferent, Yueniang was a little anxious, "Xihejun is handsome, powerful, and has a good reputation. I heard that he was stationed abroad for three years, even He has never been in contact with a woman. Unlike other sons, concubines and concubines are lined up. It’s not a loss for such a husband to marry. How can it be done?"
The more he talked, the more anxious he finally said, "I don't care, I don't care, he is not allowed to marry anyone except our princess, and no girl is allowed to provoke him!"
Mengze listened to the girl's unruly shouting and didn't say anything. She just wrote and wrote. After a while, she seemed to ask casually, "Do Yue'er also think Xi and Jun are handsome?"
"Of course, he is—" Halfway through, he suddenly felt that he had gone too far, and hurriedly said, "No, no, no, Xi and Juntian are like gods, how can they get a slave to chat."
Meng Ze smiled, and put a seal on a pair of silk ensembles on behalf of her elder brother, played the still-dry Danzhu, and said, "It's nothing, even if you don't say it, I know you little girls like him. Such a man. Tall, upright, reliable, all good."
Yueniang became more and more anxious: "Lord, even if you borrow 111,000 courage from slaves, slaves will not dare... nor dare..."
"What are you afraid of?" Mengze said softly, "I'm just telling you casually, for example, he is such a good person, but Yue'er, have you ever thought about why he is so outstanding, why he is not married at this age? ?"
Yueniang muttered: "It's not because the Lord's upper body and body are unwell."
"Where do you blame me?" Mengze said with a smile, "If he really wanted to marry, he would have gone to ask for a kiss from the king long ago." The smile faded a little, "It was because he didn't want to, he kept dragging it."
"... That's why the slaves want the Lord to stay with Xi and Jun for a while! Look, you two don't get along with each other a few times a year. This man wants to see the person in front of you. No, no matter how strong the feelings are, it should fade." Yueniang paused, bit her lower lip, and seemed to give up, "And Lord, you don't know, but I've heard people say that when you're not there, then Miss Qun Qianjin squeezed her head and wanted to flatter in front of Xi Hejun, and even your sister, Princess Yanping, she wanted to hook, hook—"
Yan Ping is a princess after all, and the word seduction, even if Yueniang and Mengze are familiar with each other, she would not dare to say it, and finally she vaguely said, "What do you want, Xihejun. You can see that she is so active. "Lord, why do you still push Xihe-Jun out? You don't even think about it, it's all because of you that he is today, I'm really not worth it for you!"
Mengze shook his head: "The twisted melon is not sweet, I won't force him."
"Lord!" Yueniang said aggrieved, "Ah, but you...you are...that's it, Xihe-jun doesn't mention marriage anymore, why do you want to be tired of waiting for him?"
"Yue'er, you mustn't talk nonsense." Mengze said solemnly after he separated his pen, "I have no alliance with Xi and Junsu, what is there to hinder me?"
"But-"
"Okay, don't say anything like this in the future."
Yueniang bit her soft lips, and finally had to bow her head down and say, "...Yes."
Mengze picked up the pen that had been put down again, picked up a new memorial and approved it. There was silence in the bookstore, and Yueniang suddenly muttered unwillingly: "Then if... in case Xihe Jun is ungrateful and has other girls behind the Lord's back, can the Lord really let go?"
Meng Ze's pen tip froze slightly.
She raised her head: "What do you mean by that?"
Yueniang seemed unbearable, and at the same time, it seemed difficult to open her mouth. She held it for a while under Mengze's clear eyes, and finally couldn't help but said, "...Did you notice his hairband tonight?"
"Um?"
Yueniang took a deep breath: "It's not surprising that the lord never noticed, but slaves have been used to serving people since childhood, and have always paid attention to the clothes and accessories of the lords. Xihe-jun's hairband today is plain silk and green bottom. No ornamentation."
Seeing that Mengze didn't respond, Yueniang finally broke through the window paper: "That's what common people use!"
"… "
Now that the words have been spoken, the chatterbox can no longer be closed. Yueniang's eyes were red and her cheeks were puffed up and she said, "Then she looks like a poor little bitch! Princess, you don't know, women in the market are the best. You have a deep mind, in order to do anything in order to climb up, there must be a special shameless person who shows off his coquettish coquettishness and provokes Xi Hejun, you are free! Everyone's hairbands are worn on the bun by Xi Hejun, How close it is, you can't even see it! I, I, I am really going to be mad at him! When he was in danger, you saved him! How could he fail you so much!"
Yueniang complained so much in one breath, Mengze never said a word, but the tip of the pen had soaked up too much ink, and a black stain suddenly fell on the silk, dyeing a large cloud of ink.
After a while, she lowered her beautiful face, smeared the pen again, and said in a low voice, "...It's just a silk belt. Maybe he wants to change it himself, so he doesn't have to think about it."
Yueniang said anxiously: "Don't you deceive yourself, okay? You know how well-behaved he is, he is not such a person!"
Meng Ze interrupted her abruptly: "Enough."
"… "
"Stop talking about it, I don't want to hear it."
Seeing her tough attitude, Yueniang really couldn't hold her back, and in the end she had no choice but to keep her eyes red. Meng Ze didn't speak again, and didn't continue to read the document, she turned to look at the pine bamboo swaying outside the window. In the dim candle, her eyes dimmed little by little...
The author has something to say:
Moon Lady: Princess! I'm so pissed! ! There is a problem with Xihejun's hairband! It must be some kind of watch! ! !
Gu Mangmang: Ah chirp!
Yueniang: Which little watch must be particularly shameless! ! Coquettish seduce men! !
Gu Mangmang: Ah chirp! Ah chirp!
Yueniang: I'll go catch that little bitch for you! ! ! Dip the pig cage! ! ! !
Gu Mangmang: Ah chirp! Ah chirp! Ah chirp!
Mo Xi: What's the matter
Gu Mangmang: (rubbing his nose) I don't know, QAQ seems like someone is scolding me? ?