The spring sunshine was warm on the body, like a quilt that had just been blanketed with new cotton. It softly covered your naked body, making you yawn and feel sleepy.
This was the feeling of the spring breeze intoxicating the tourists.
Yang Fan, A Nu, and Xiao Man took the two children to the Luo River for a spring outing. Soon, they "coincidentally" met Shangguan Daizhi, who had left the palace to visit his relatives. So the two places were joined together, and the tents were connected. They occupied the most spacious and beautiful place by the Luo River, which had a radius of two acres.
At such a moment, the two children were the happiest. They stepped on the fine sand with their bare feet, clearly perceiving the world. After only running two laps, the little leopard cat, which was as clumsy as them, rolled all over its body, and the two little ones were no exception.
Xiao Man did not care about them and let them be crazy. Because the head of the family, Master Yang, had said that people only had this one childhood in their lives. If the happiness of this period of time was lost, it would be impossible to find it again in the future. They should not always follow the ideas of the adults and act like little old men.
The encampment was set up by the Luo River. The family dug a small and winding ditch to bring in the clear river water, but there were no wine cups floating on the surface of the water. There was also a pitcher on the sand, which was the favorite activity of Xiao Man and A Nu. They were throwing arrows in high spirits.
The two of them could not play the kind of poetry game that Princess Taiping liked, but this pot was different. The pot was placed far away, and ordinary people could not throw it in. The two women were competing with their wrist strength and eyesight. They threw the pot with enough strength to use the arrow as a hidden weapon.
In the depths of the tents, there was a roll of grayish-yellow camel felt. The camel felt pressed down on a patch of wild grass, and the smell of grass wafted out. Sitting on the felt, one could clearly smell the fragrance of grass, and facing the fresh wind from the river, it was very comfortable.
Wan'er smiled and looked at Xiao Man, who had just lost an arrow and was drinking. She then looked at the two little guys who were playing like crazy. Her eyes were full of envy.
She had been living in the palace since she was a child, and she had lived by the face of others since she was a child. For her, the most extravagant hope was to live a carefree life like this. What she longed for the most was a family that belonged to her, but all of this could not be realized. Although she was sitting here and had obtained the approval of this family, she was still not a member of this family.
"Have you seen Taiping?"
Wan'er withdrew her infatuated gaze and gently glanced at Yang Fan beside her.
Yang Fan shook his head slightly. "I just came back yesterday. I haven't seen her yet."
Wan 'er asked, "She didn't come looking for you?"
Yang Fan narrowed his eyes and asked, "What happened?"
Wan 'er smiled gently, as beautiful as a spring flower. "Nothing much, it's just that … Wei Si, the Renunciant of the Phoenix Pavilion, is preparing to present a memorial …"
Yang Fan understood what Wan'er was implying. He said without batting an eyelid, "Oh! This person … is Taiping's man? "
Wan'er sweetly said, "All the memorials in the world must go through my hands. Once or twice may be a coincidence, but after a few times, it is not hard to guess who he is."
Yang Fan smiled and said, "Fortunately, the Emperor is old and does not have the energy to pay attention to these details. Otherwise …"
Wan'er heard a hint of mockery in Yang Fan's voice, but she did not know who he was mocking. Her eyes flashed and she said, "The memorial he is going to present is to ask the Emperor to redress the cases that have been falsely accused by Lai Junchen, Zhou Xing, and the others. Those who are still alive will be reinstated, and those who are dead will be pardoned and their families will be allowed to return home."
Yang Fan decisively said, "That is impossible. The cases were handled by Zhou Xing, Lai Junchen, and the others, but the real mastermind behind the scenes is His Majesty. The reason why many people were punished was not because they were falsely accused, but because the Emperor wanted to kick them away and trample them to death!"
Wan'er smiled. She looked like she had the pearl of wisdom in her hands. She was like Guanyin, who was serving in front of Buddha. "There is one more thing attached to this memorial. It asks the Emperor to reorganize the country and forbid the children of the rich and powerful to enter the government without passing the imperial examinations."
Yang Fan was startled and laughed involuntarily. He said, "In that case, that was just used to bargain with the Emperor. This is their real goal."
Yang Fan thought for a moment and suddenly understood. He said, "I understand now. Does Taiping not understand the principle of more haste, less speed?"
Wan'er leisurely said, "Perhaps it is not that he does not understand. It is just that when he is in a hurry to get something, it is not easy to control."
Yang Fan frowned and worriedly said, "You saw through her goal with one glance. Can this trick be hidden from the Emperor?"
Wan'er pouted and playfully rolled her eyes at him. She said, "What are you saying? What do you mean I saw through her goal with one glance? Do you think I am stupid?"
Yang Fan smiled and said, "How can that be? My Wan'er is the smartest. I just think that although the Emperor is old, he is not so easy to fool. "
Wan'er slapped away Yang Fan's unruly hand. She pouted at Yang Nianzu and Yang Sirong, who were chasing the kitten on the beach. "There are children here."
Yang Fan said, unamused, "They are so young. What do they know?"
Wan'er did not pay attention to this shameless man and continued, "This memorial to the Emperor, of course, it is not so simple. The reason why I know is not because I can see through it. It is because Taiping took the initiative to tell me. It is because she needs my help."
Yang Fan slightly narrowed his eyes. From this sentence, he suddenly felt something different.
Princess Taiping wanted this memorial to be approved, so she had to be honest with Wan'er? Because she needed Wan'er's help?
That was to say, Shangguan Wan 'er was no longer the carefree Shangguan Wan' er of the past, who could only compose poems with a group of officials in the Hall of History. She could now influence or even influence the issuance or veto of some government decrees. She must have grasped a considerable amount of power.
And Princess Taiping turned her goal to expand her power to the national academy. This meant that she had drawn a considerable amount of power in the court. Otherwise, even if the emperor was willing to reorganize the government academy, she would only be helping others. She did not have enough manpower and power, so she could not control those positions in the national academy.
At the same time, this also meant that the power in the court had been divided up. There were no new resources to be discovered.
Second Zhang's party, Liang's party, Wei's party, Xiang's party, Luling's party, Taiping's party, and … Wan 'er's party!
After Yang Fan came back from Hebei, he decided to develop a power that completely belonged to him. Only in this way could he command it easily. However, he suddenly discovered that the court was already filled with cliques. Everything had already been divided up, and not even a scrap was left for him.
Fortunately … his target was the army. Apart from the Wu Clan, there weren't many people who could get their hands on the army. Moreover, what he wanted was a force that could overcome a thousand with little effort, a force that was at the core of the army. Otherwise, with so many strong competitors competing, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to obtain anything.
In fact, there was one thing that Yang Fan did not think about. Or perhaps he did not want to think about it.
Wan 'er wanted to give him a hint, but seeing him deep in thought, she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue. Some things, even if they were the way they were, when they came out of her mouth, it was hard to avoid having a different taste. She was a smart woman. She knew what should be said and what should not be said.
"What are you going to do?" Yang Fan pondered for a while. Then he slowly turned to Wan 'er and said, "Are you going to help her?"
Wan 'er's clear eyes stared at him. She said word by word, "I said it because I listened to you. Otherwise, why do you think I built my own power?"
Yang Fan's heart warmed. He gently held her hands. This time, Wan 'er did not avoid it.
Their four hands held together. It was as if their hearts were fused together. They could clearly feel each other's heartbeat.
This was a very strange feeling. The two of them quietly felt each other for a long time. Then, Yang Fan reluctantly broke this peace of knowing and relying on each other. He said, "Don't get involved. The Son of Heaven is old. Although her energy is not as good as before, she is not muddle-headed to that point. With her tough personality, even if she is willing to do something, she still does not want to be influenced by others. She likes to be in control of everything. "
Wan 'er meekly nodded. She softly smiled and said, "You do not need to explain so much to me. You only need to tell me if it is okay or not. I am your woman. You are my husband. You are also my heaven. If I don't listen to my own man, who else can I listen to? "
Yang Fan was moved by her words. He could not help but want to hug her. But this time, she shyly pushed him away. Women were born politicians. There were some things that she could do, but she would not let others see it.
She raised her hand and elegantly swept a lock of hair behind her ear. She smiled and said, "But, I actually think so too. I did not expect Langjun to have such a clear understanding of His Majesty's temperament. Although Taiping is His Majesty's daughter, she does not understand her mother as well as Langjun."
Yang Fan smiled and did not answer. He could understand Wu Zetian's thoughts so clearly. Part of it was the analysis of the old guys in the "Sky Observation Division", but there was also his own understanding. It was said that the person who understood you the most was not your friend, but your enemy. Perhaps Yang Fan had long regarded Wu Zetian as his strongest opponent.
Wan 'er said, "Then let's forget about this matter. I will advise her not to act rashly. If she insists on doing things her own way, then there is nothing I can do. "
Yang Fan nodded.
Wan 'er sighed and said, "Langjun, now that you have returned, what are your plans for the future?"
Yang Fan said, "I want … to return to the Hundred Cavalry."
Wan 'er's eyes suddenly brightened. She said happily, "Return to the Hundred Cavalry? That's great! If Langjun returns to the army, you can avoid the dangerous and unpredictable political storms. "
Yang Fan looked at her with a mischievous smile and said, "There are no other benefits?"
Wan 'er's pretty face blushed. She shyly lowered her head and said, "And … I can see Langjun often."
Yang Fan suddenly became distressed and said, "The rules in the palace are very strict. I can see but not eat. What should I do?"
"Go to hell!"
Wan 'er blushed and spat at him. She said with slight annoyance, "Do you think I am a slut?"
She gently lowered her head and bent her slender jade-like neck. She was like a white swan looking at herself in the water, and also like a water lotus shyly lowering its head. She affectionately said, "As long as I can see your face and hear your voice often, I will be satisfied …"
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