The bright moon hung in the sky, and the light clouds covered it. Under the moonlight, a small building was like a poem or a painting in the hazy artistic conception.
The small building was richly ornamented, but many of the exquisite beauty was lost in the darkness of the night. At this time, it could not be seen clearly, but that kind of elegant and luxurious temperament could still be faintly revealed.
This was a girl's embroidery building. The upstairs was still lit, and the dancing shadows of the bamboo reflected on the green screen window. When there was no wind, it seemed like a few bamboo leaves attached to the window.
Inside the boudoir was full of a delicate and gentle atmosphere, rippling with the unique light fragrance of a girl's boudoir.
On the screen were lake stone flowers and butterflies, and the color was just right.
The top quality sandalwood table, stool, table, shelf, everywhere flowed with the delicate and gentle feeling of a girl.
Next to the window was a bookcase with curled ears and carved flowers. On the desk were all kinds of famous people's calligraphy and several precious inkstones. Inside the brush pot and brush holder were either inserted or hung, all filled with purple ink.
On the wall was a picture of a pair of chess in a lotus pavilion, and on the left and right hung a pair of couplets. The ink was dripping, as if it wanted to seep out of the paper.
Against the wall was a frame bed with four pillars and four poles, beautifully carved. The curtain was hung high, but it was not put down. The light reflected on the two people on the bed.
A crimson gauze nightgown was still wrapped around Wan'er's body. Her skin was like ice and jade, and her soft breasts and pink legs were faintly discernible, making her even more charming. And Yang Fan was buried in this pink, snow-white, and jade-like body, hugging that astonishingly thin waist, as if he was trying hard to suppress the twisting, jumping, and struggling catfish under his body.
The sturdy frame bed made a creaking sound. The sound of the creaking became louder and more urgent. Suddenly, the creaking sound came to an abrupt stop, accompanied by a "hmm" sound from someone. It was as if a passionate picture had been frozen.
On the screen, there was only one place that was still moving. It was a pair of snow-white, slender, round, and firm thighs. Those thighs were tightly wrapped around Yang Fan's waist, and they were still twitching uncontrollably, the muscles of the thighs suddenly trembling.
Gradually, that beautiful, tightly curled toe with bright red cardamom slowly stretched out, like a blooming flower in the spring breeze. Then a pair of snow-white, round, and smooth thighs, like someone had suddenly pulled out the bones, softly slid down, accompanied by a delicate moan.
Panting, Yang Fan held up Wan'er's little face and kissed her sweaty forehead with pity. He laid down next to her, as if he was afraid of crushing her. Looking at his tender and protective appearance, it was really hard to tell who the man who had been pounding on her body was.
Wan'er's heart was still beating rapidly. Her skin was hot and suffused with a rosy red. Her cheeks were still flushed, her almond-shaped eyes were still blurry, and her full breasts were heaving up and down. But as Yang Fan lay down on his side, she seemed to be glued to Yang Fan's body. She immediately turned over and squeezed into his embrace, as if she still felt that he was not heavy enough just now.
Yang Fan gently stroked her soft and fragrant hair, as well as her soft and delicate back, which was slightly rough because of the sweat. Wan'er comfortably nestled in his embrace, like a cat that had just swallowed a fresh fish. After a long, long time, she faintly sighed and said, "I really want a child …"
Yang Fan's hand froze, and then he gently wrapped his arms around her and slowly tightened his embrace. They listened to each other's fierce heartbeats, but did not speak. Wan'er regretted her words and quickly changed the topic. She sneered and said, "This method of yours is really clever. The saint is very suspicious, and you used her suspicion. In the end, not only did you not receive any punishment, but you were promoted. You made me worry for nothing."
Yang Fan used his nose to rub against her nose and said, "Do you want me to be punished?"
Yang Fan lay flat and sighed. He casually put an arm behind his head and looked at the top of the tent. He slowly said, "Do you think I was not worried in the beginning? No one could predict the result, and no one could be sure what the Emperor's reaction would be. But I had to do what I had to do. All that was left was to do my best to make up for it and lessen the punishment.
At the beginning, I also expected to be punished. I just hoped that the punishment would not affect my control of the thousand riders. I was quite sure of this. Later, I found that the Emperor had many misgivings and did not impose any punishment on me. I had a plan in my heart. Only now did I think that perhaps doing this would not only not be punished, but it might have other miraculous effects. Haha, speaking of this, this is also due to your efforts. You and the Zhang brothers have helped me a lot, haven't you? "
Wan'er said lazily, "Saints are extraordinarily intelligent, but it is a pity that they are too smart. They act in the opposite way and say more bad things about you. The effect is even better. That's why they've been saying a lot of bad things about you these past few days. As for Er Zhang, they've been too close to you recently. If they say bad things about you, they'll make His Majesty suspicious. They've only praised Wu Sansi and Wu Yizong's power. "
Yang Fan laughed a few times and then became silent. He gently caressed the smooth skin of Wan'er's thigh and slowly said, "In the recent days, there will be a few reports about the grain problem."
Wan'er understood and nodded gently.
…
Yang Fan and Wan'er had not married yet. The ruler could marry, but they could not become husband and wife.
In the beginning, it was because Yang Fan's position was low and Wu Zetian relied heavily on Shanghai Wan'er. Once a person who had helped her deal with things was used to it, no one could replace him. The ability to control big and small matters, the importance of military and politics, the understanding of the Emperor's attitude, all of this required a lot of time to get used to and a lot of energy to train him. She would not give up this capable assistant for the sake of Yang Fan.
Now, Yang Fan's position was becoming more and more important. He could be considered one of Wu Zetian's confidants, so this kind of thing could not be mentioned. The Palace could use female officials, but there was absolutely no reason to use the wife of an official. Husband and wife being officials in the same court, one civil and one military, one inside and one outside, no ruler could accept this.
Furthermore, it was impossible for Yang Fan to have any emotional entanglements with Wan'er, who was deep in the Palace. If the Emperor knew that they were in love, Wu Zetian could immediately think of many things. Past, present, future. At that time, it would be difficult to guess what the Empress's intentions would be.
But those who should be husband and wife could not be husband and wife, and those who should not be husband and wife were forcibly brought together by Wu Zetian: Li Chongxiu and Lady Azang were going to get married.
When officials became rich, they could take concubines, but rarely would they divorce their wives. "Loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, and righteousness" and other qualities were very important. Those who were unfilial to their parents, the court would not think that they would be loyal to the country. Those who despised the poor and loved the rich, no one would believe that they would become an upright official with noble character.
If you abandoned your wife, who had gone through thick and thin with you, when you were at the end of your career, it would be a huge stain on your political reputation in a society that was based on feudal ethics. Your career and reputation would be greatly affected. However, under Wu Zetian's increasing pressure, Li Chongxiu still divorced his wife.
His mother was originally a servant girl and had a lowly status. She was repeatedly invited into the Palace by the Empress and treated with courtesy, which made her feel flattered. After she learned of the Emperor's intentions, she also began to persuade her son. Li Chongxiu had his mother's persuasion internally and the Emperor's pressure externally. In the end, he could only obey the Emperor's arrangements.
But this wedding was not held at the Li Family. Lady Azang had changed her marriage. Of course, she could not continue to live in her late husband's home. This new residence was bought and decorated by her son, Zhang Yizhi, for her. In the end, it was still considered the property of the Zhang Family. In this way, Li Chongxiu was no different from becoming a live-in son-in-law.
At that time, those who were willing to become live-in son-in-law were people who were so lowly that they had no means of livelihood and were unbearably poor. Li Chongxiu first divorced his wife and then "married into the family". For a time, his reputation was ruined. His former colleagues, friends, relatives, and friends all looked down on his character and behavior. They all kept a respectful distance and no one came to congratulate him.
In order to make his mother's wedding a grand and lively event, Zhang Yizhi sent out invitations and invited all the famous people to attend the wedding banquet. With their reputation, they were naturally able to invite many famous people. These famous people actually came because of the second Zhang. They did not have to worry that others would criticize them because of Li Chongxiu, this moral scum.
Li Chongxiu was the groom and the guests were all famous people in Jingdou. He had to personally welcome them. Every time he welcomed a guest, no matter if the other person sincerely congratulated him or casually brushed him off, he, who had a psychological problem, always felt that the other person was mocking him. His face was boiling hot from the beginning. In the eyes of those who did not know, they would think that this groom was very excited to be able to climb up to the Zhang Family and despised him even more in their hearts.
Princess Taiping was also invited to the new residence. A banquet was specially set up in the inner residence for these female guests. Princess Taiping, Princess Qian Jin, Princess Anle, and a group of Lady Azang's famous friends were all under the guidance of Lady Azang to tour her bridal chamber.
In order to create a love nest for his mother, Zhang Yizhi could be said to have taken great pains. The luxury of the bedroom was unheard of. Not to mention other things, just the wedding bed was already so luxurious that even the Empress, who was the mother of the world, had never had the fortune to enjoy it.
This bed was known as the Seven Treasures Tent. It was filled with gold, silver, pearls, jade, and all kinds of rare treasures. Spread the ivory bed, woven the horn of a rhinoceros, the mattress of a marten, the carpet of a fly, the beard of a dragon from Fen Jin, and the bed of a phoenix in the river …
Li Guo'er had never seen such a priceless treasure bed. She touched it here and there, unable to conceal the envy on her face. Even when Princess Taiping saw it, she could not help but sigh to Princess Qian Jin, "Look at where she is sitting, we can only be considered to have wasted our lives!"
Princess Qian Jin agreed deeply and could not stop nodding her head in agreement.
Yang Fan, who had been promoted to the rank of General Loyal Wu, was also invited today.
Today's guests included the Zhang Faction, the Li Faction, the Wu Faction, and other influential figures in the capital. Yang Fan, the new favorite of the Emperor, could not be considered a big shot among them. Moreover, his current position was too vague. It seemed that he was really following the Emperor's plan, walking towards a position where he would have connections with any faction, but it would be difficult for any faction to take him as a confidant. Therefore, no one from any faction would have too much contact with him under the watchful eyes of the crowd. This made Yang Fan, who was sitting in a corner, feel very relaxed.
Yang Fan and Chen Dong sat side by side in the corner. They looked at Li Jingxiu, who was walking in with a "radiant" face, accompanying a few guests who had just arrived. He shook his head sympathetically and raised his cup to take a sip of wine. He savored the sweet and mellow wine and let it slowly flow into his stomach. Suddenly, he thought, "Those few memorials, should have been sent to the Emperor …"
Today, Lady Azang was getting married. Zhang Yizhi and Zhang Changzong had left the palace. A group of beautiful youths from the Fengchen Institute also followed them to Lady Azang's new residence to celebrate. The Lovely Spring Stage was deserted. Wu Zetian rushed to Hall of Martial Accomplishment to read the memorials.
Ever since she threw her son off the throne, going to Hall of Martial Accomplishment to read the memorials became her daily homework. It was only in the last two years that she could relax. Today, she was revisiting her old dream and was in high spirits.
There were plenty of ways for the people working beside him to notice certain things that were happening in a superior position. Wan'er's method was very simple. She reduced the number of other important memorials. Thus, in a pile of small problems that could only be considered "trifling matters" to the Emperor, she could easily find the only important point.
The first memorial that Wu Zetian noticed was the Imperial Censor Xu Yougong's "Qing Taiyuan prepared grain to benefit the people."
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