Feng Zhi sat firmly on the throne, but the world's infamy towards her had just begun.

The witch, a disaster, a tyrant, said she was a witch in the world, causing chaos in the world.

She said she was ambitious and ambition, and she plotted to murder Emperor Wen and Emperor Rende. She said that she was cruel and killed countless people. She was an evil ghost crawled out of the prison of the imperial prison and wanted to destroy the world.

The rumors that she was the regent princess Feng Yunshu believed that she had returned from death and used the son of King Zhuang and his family to seize the throne, and then they lost it after using it.

If you believe it, there are some who don’t. They say she is fake and deliberately uses her identity as the eldest princess to win support for herself, which is simply a fake.

Song Yan patrolled Longcheng every day, and when he encountered discussions, he would arrest him, punish him, and fine him, but he would not stop banning him.

Although the imperial power is great, how can it block the world's vast mouths?

Feng Zhi knew there would be controversy and would not be accepted, but so what?

She is the empress and the master of the world, why fear their words?

These people talk big, just like the dust in history, the wind blows by, and she is the empress, who will last forever, and her identity will always become a myth.

The end of the year is approaching, and there are many memorials, and even Feng Zhi can't finish it. Finally, he looked up from the memorials, but saw snowy white outside the window.

Qiu Luo came in with hot sugar water: "It has been three days since the snow has fallen. Auspicious snow indicates a good harvest, and next year will definitely be a good omen."

Feng Zhi shook his head: "There is such heavy snow in Longcheng, and the snow in the north is even heavier. Many livestock are frozen to death every year, and the army's cold clothes have not been delivered yet."

Qiu Luo looked at Feng Zhi, and was really convinced from the bottom of her heart. It was not because Feng Zhi had saved her life, but because Feng Zhi was truly worried about the country and the people, and a good king who cares about the people and soldiers.

She didn't know what other kings looked like, but if Feng Zhi was like this, it would be a blessing for the people in the world. Unfortunately, because His Majesty was a woman, those people were blind and spoke nonsense, and they deserved to die.

"Your Majesty, the plum blossoms in the plum garden are blooming brightly, and the auspicious snow pressing against the green bamboo in the bamboo garden is also a rare sight. Do you want to go out for a walk?"

Feng Zhi was indeed a little tired, rubbed his forehead and stood up: "It's good to have a walk."

Qiu Luo immediately went to get the cloak for Feng Zhi to put on, took the umbrella, and went out with Feng Zhi.

The world was covered with silver, but the snow was not very big. The palace people were busy clearing the snow on the ground. When they saw the empress coming, they quickly knelt down.

Before I could reach the plum garden, the snow breeze mixed with the faint fragrance of plum blossoms, refreshing the heart.

The plum garden is also covered with snow, and only the plum blossoms bloom on the branches.

The empress went on a trip and everyone scattered. In the huge plum garden, only Feng Zhi was with her. Feng Zhi looked at the plum blossoms and couldn't help but mocked: "The plum blossoms are still there, but there have been several emperors in this palace. The emperor loves the world and the country, but the world is the most ruthless."

In recent years, Dongxing's throne has been like a curse. If one changes a year, no one can sit steadily.

The emperors changed, the court was in turmoil, prosperous and wealthy, but there was a deadly sword hanging on its head.

Slowly walk to the middle of the plum forest and stand under a huge plum tree. The petals are like snow, falling down, Meilun Meilun.

Feng Zhi closed his eyes and empty his thoughts. Only at this moment did he not want to think about anything.

I don’t know how long I stood, but someone walked in slowly to brush away the frost and snow on her body.

Feng Zhi opened his eyes and it was Jin Yanci. He calmly brushed away the petals and snow for her, then moved away, and advised him sincerely: "Your Majesty is weak, don't stay here for too long to avoid hurting your body."

Advance and retreat in moderation, be polite and humble, and never be overwhelmed.

It looks like a courteous attitude, but in fact it is suppressing the wolf's ambition.

After Jin Yanci returned, Feng Zhi was very indifferent to him. Except for the aggressive fight for the position of prime minister that day, he was always at peace afterwards. She ordered that he obeyed and the most clear relationship between the monarch and the minister seemed to have disappeared in the past, but they all knew that they could not disperse.

They are all cold people, and their blood seems to have a cold temperature. Most people don’t see it, but if they really see it, how can people who have traces in their hearts be so easy to erase it?

Feng Zhi walked in front, Jin Yan took a step back and followed, talking about the affairs in the court. He is now the prime minister, so it is naturally a matter of the affairs of the court when he comes to find Feng Zhi.

One person said and the other person listened, without any rush or slow down, and it was harmonious until a eunuch came to Feng Zhi: "Your Majesty, I have brought you a hand stove."

This man was the little eunuch of that day. He is now serving Feng Zhi's bedroom, named Chu Qing.

Being well-behaved, obedient, smart, neat, and good at observing words and expressions. Feng Zhi saw that he liked him very much, so he allowed him to serve him.

Feng Zhi was approaching with Qiuluo and Xiaotang, and four nannies were served by Chu Qing. All he had to do was run errands and be there at any time.

Feng Zhi took the hand stove and hugged it. Chu Qing smiled brightly: "Your Majesty, I can make plum blossom dew. I wonder if I can pick some plum blossoms?"

Feng Zhi was surprised: "You know how to do this?" A little eunuch also knows how to make flower dew.

Chu Qing was a little shy: "I can also make a lot of flower dew, rouge and water powder. This was learned by a senior aunt before. If Your Majesty doesn't dislike you, you can make it all for Your Majesty."

Feng Zhi suddenly thought of the business that Li Shu mentioned before. This rouge powder is also a big business opportunity. Feng Zhi seemed to see a string of gold floating by: "Okay, if you can do it, I will definitely appreciate you."

Chu Qing looked up at Feng Zhi, his cheeks flushed slightly: "It is an honor for the servant to be able to serve His Majesty, and I dare not ask for rewards."

Feng took it away, Chu Qing looked at her back, her eyes full of admiration and obsession.

Although Chu Qing is an eunuch, she is only sixteen or seventeen years old. When she was young, she met a Majesty like Feng Zhi again, so she was fascinated by her.

But it's not surprising, but someone was unhappy when he saw it.

Jin Yanci narrowed his eyes and looked unobstructed: "Is there anyone around His Majesty's side to serve?"

Feng Zhi tilted his head and looked at him: "What? Lord Jin doesn't want to be the prime minister anymore?"

Jin Yanci stared at her, his eyes were filled with anger, as if there was something in between that and could not suppress it and wanted to burst out.

He reached out and pressed Fengzhi against the wall, lowered his head to condense her, both angry and jealous, but he didn't say anything.

She is the empress, he is a subject, she is not someone he can force, and he doesn't want to lose his pride. He can do anything, but he doesn't want to humble himself to the dust.

Feng Zhi didn't think about breaking his pride, and pushed him to the other side with his backhand, bullied himself, reached out to hold his chin, curled his lips, and calmed down and charming: "I have been so tired these days that I have been dying of exhaustion and can't figure out why I have to fight for the throne."

"For the country and the people? Or for the Feng royal family? It's ridiculous, why should I work hard for them?"

"After thinking about it, if there is another thing that is worthy of interest from Orphan, that is, those beautiful boys who are well-behaved and cute, please...pleasant to the eyes."

"This harem is really deserted, it's really time to choose some people to serve you."

This is logically said that Jin Yanci would be angry, but he smiled, grabbed Feng Zhi's hand, and stared at her with a willful look: "You are Your Majesty, of course you have the final say, but I need me to check you?"

It's respectful, but it sounds dangerous.

Feng Zhi raised his eyebrows: "Then I'll trouble the Prime Minister."

One dares to speak, the other dares to answer.
Chapter completed!