"Yan'er, how much do you know about the Shaofu Order Zhao Gao?"
Looking at the confusion in Yan'er's eyes, Empress Dowager Huayang Zu said helplessly. For more than a hundred years, the people from Chu State who entered Qin's harem had Queen Mother Xuan in front, and now they were wise.
people.
Why... Yan'er is not very sensitive to such things. However, in the harem, Yan'er is the support of the relatives of Chu Kingdom, and can only give me some advice.
"Shaofu Order Zhao Gao?"
"When the king was still in Handan when he was young, he followed the king and even thought he had blocked several assassinations. Therefore, the king attached great importance to him."
"After the rebellion of Qinian Palace, he was appointed as the Shaofu Order and was worthy of being a member of the ministers. Although he did not enter the center, he was not inferior to the center at all."
Shaofu Order Zhao Gao?
Mrs. Chu still knows this person that she is the most respected person in the palace around the king. She is around her, whether she travels or acts, and she is very grateful to the king for her doing things.
Therefore, Mrs. Chu has always been concerned about Zhao Gao and Mrs. Chu, but the Empress Dowager Zu is there in the palace, so a mere young mansion order is nothing.
"I learned that after the Marquis of Wu Zhen destroyed Han in recent years, the candidates for the harem were all made by Zhao Gao, the Shaofu Order. In the harem, the offspring is the best. If you get the Shaofu Order to do one or two efforts, you
… You should know the benefits.”
"Also, the great kingdom has all kinds of affairs, and the person is always there. It can be used to get a little news. Although the person is humble, the lowly person also has unique uses. From today on, make friends with him, even if he is not used.
, it can be no harm."
Empress Dowager Huayang Zu pointed at Yan'er with every word. In the harem, if you want to have power and status, there is only one source, that is, the king!
And the Shaofu Order Zhao Gao is the best bridge.
"This..., Empress Dowager Zu, on weekdays, there is no intersection between Yan'er and the Shaofu Order. He is the Shaofu Order, who is in charge of the inner treasury, money, jewelry, and beauty, probably not short of it."
“How to do it?”
Mrs. Chu raised her eyebrows, and there was no problem in making friends with each other.
However, if you make friends, you must meet your preferences. The person is a Shaofu Order, and you can't do anything to a higher position.
He is in charge of the king's inner treasury, and he thinks there is no shortage of money.
Beauty's words?
Empress Dowager Zu also said just now that it is the purpose of enriching the harem of the Great King, and there is no shortage of it.
"Anyone has desire, and desire is the breakthrough point!"
"Zhao Gao is no exception. Yan'er, let me see your methods."
People without weaknesses do not exist at all. People like the king have clear weaknesses, unless they are people like the ancestors of the Hundred Schools, but for hundreds of years, there have been only a few people.
How can Shaofu Order be an exception?
Empress Dowager Huayangzu shook her head and smiled. If Yan'er couldn't do this, it would really disappoint her.
"Tianming is getting older now. I really regard Tianming as a descendant. My dear young master is not bad compared to Fusu."
"But Li'er is a little cautious about me after all. In the harem, in a few years, it is indeed not suitable to stay. Will Wu Zhenhou have a good idea?"
On the other hand, Qin Wangzheng and Zhou Qing, who walked out of Huayang Palace one after another, fell on another topic.
The previous words of Empress Dowager Huayang Zu are quite reasonable. In the harem, Fusu rarely enters at this age, let alone dawn in a few years. But thinking about Li Ji’s reaction.
The Qin King Zheng was helpless again.
When Fusu's mother, Mrs. Zheng, was in the harem, because of her identity, when Wen Xinhou Lu Buwei was abusing his power, she could always find a little comfort to Mrs. Zheng, so she was favored only. So soon, she had it.
Fusu.
Now, I am in power. Although there are many beauties in the harem, there is only one Li Ji. If I can, I am willing to give her the highest honor of the women of the Xia Dynasty.
But she was indifferent to this, and even so, she liked it even more.
"Haha, this is the knot of Mrs. Li's heart."
"Now that Princess Yangzi is here, it's different. Xuanqing still has the same strategy. When Mrs. Li has a son's birth, everything will be different. What's worse, Xuanqing will not understand."
Zhou Qing was powerless to do anything like this, and he swung his hand gently at King Qin Zheng.
Previously, there was only one dawn beside Gongsun Li, but it was difficult to separate. But now Princess Yangzi is here, and now it is different. My heart is deeply rooted and I slowly walked to it.
"No one can tell me about this except Marquis Wu Zhen."
"Zhao Gao, how is Princess Yangzi's recent situation?"
When talking about Princess Yangzi, a hint of pampering flashed across the face of King Zheng of Qin, which was the first crystallization of himself and Li'er. Compared with Li'er, he loved her more.
"The king, Princess Yangzi is raised by a wet nurse and is healthy. She is also protected by a wisp of true essence of Wu Zhenhou. Mrs. Li is beautiful and the princess will be named as the talent of Pinting in the future!"
Shaofu Order Zhao Gao's sense of existence has always been low, but only after the King of Qin was dismissed, he appeared directly beside him, responding to everything, completely in his heart.
When Zhao Gao heard the words of the king, he smiled softly. In recent years, Mrs. Li's heart has accumulated aura so that she has not been able to breastfeed the princess well, so she gave it to the wet nurse. Although she is young, she has a good look.
"Hahaha, my daughter must be the most noble princess in the world!"
King Qin was overjoyed.
Afterwards, the group returned to the Xingle Palace. Soon after, Zhou Qing left Xianyang Palace.
*******
The bamboo forest sways and the sea breeze blows. For the people far away in Qilu, spring has already arrived, the temperature has long been warming up, and the land is full of greenery, unlike the cold winds of the Central Plains and the Western Qin Dynasty.
The Little Saint Sage Village has been standing in the Sanghai for decades. As the foundation of Confucianism, Confucian scholars have come out of the inside, worked hard to apply it, and entered the countries of Shandong.
The land of the Three Jins does not seem to be obvious, but it is already in Qi State's territory. Decades ago, Qi State was almost destroyed, but the small sage village is still the same as before and is not affected at all.
The mountains are undulating and orderly, with the fragrance of flowers everywhere. When the sea is close to the sea, there are bamboo houses standing in the depths, and there is a hint of clear sound that circulates. It is a Confucian morning class, and the great Confucians can solve their disciples' doubts.
After the morning class, breakfast is over. After the Si hour, there are still six Confucian arts to learn, which is a skill that every Confucian disciple must be proficient in.
"Zifang, Uncle Xun is asking you to come over."
After the meal, a Confucian disciple who had been friends with Zhang Liang recently sent a message, bowed and looked deep in the courtyard. Mr. Xun has been there in recent years, and has been studying the principles and improving his cultivation.
"yes!"
It has been a month since I came to Xiaoshengxianzhuang from Xinzheng, South Korea. My hometown has not existed, and the sadness in my heart has faded a lot. Even so, I still wake up from time to time in my sleep every night.
Thinking of the departure of the Ninth Prince, thinking of the decline of the country, thinking of the absence of quicksand, thinking of the complete absence of the Five Dynasties of Princess, thinking of... Everything seems to have emerged.
After sorting out my clothes and talking to the Confucians who were walking with me, I found a way and walked towards the depths of the courtyard. When I first came to Xiaoshengxian Village, there was the first place I arrived at.
"I've met Senior Brother Yan Lu!"
The disciples of Xun Shishu are rarely moved forward, so it is because Xun Shishu rarely teaches him, and because Xun Shishu's own strange temperament, which makes people feel uneasy.
The road became narrower, but only three feet wide. When I met a man as quiet as water, he was older than himself, with his hair tied to his crown, and his steps were full of dust and unparalleled, and his breath was extraordinary.
This is Senior Brother Yan Lu, a Confucian scholar who studied in Xiaoshengxianzhuang from Zhao State a few years ago. After hearing the Confucian scholars around him, Senior Brother Yan Lu was previously a disciple of the Xingcheng Library of Zhao State. When Qin and Zhao State fought, Xingcheng Library was destroyed.
That's where I came here.
Thinking of this, Zhang Liang couldn't help but feel a sense of cherishing each other. Both were far away from their homeland, and both were relatives and friends who died. They were both sad and did not show their inner grief. They bowed their hands and fell gently.
"Zifang, Uncle Xun is waiting for you in the bamboo pavilion."
He had no sadness or joy on his face, calm and natural, holding a roll of paper books in his hand, giving a gift and nodding to him.
"yes."
Zhang Liang responded.
Immediately, Senior Brother Yan Lu left.
Zhang Liang sighed lightly, wondering when he could be like Senior Brother Yan Lu, his mind and nature were forgotten and unrestrained. His thoughts were chaotic, but his footsteps were automatically moving towards the depths.
"Uncle Master!"
Holding the letter from the Ninth Prince to himself, the above intention was to ask Mr. Xun to accept him as his disciple, but Mr. Xun had long ignored Confucianism's important matters, so this was not the case.
Even so, Xun Shishu still arranged a late Confucian scholar as his teacher. In terms of generations, like Fu Nian, the end of the deep is a bamboo forest courtyard with its back against hills.
The spring is full of green willows in the courtyard, with a high posture, a hundred feet in size, but only the only ones living in Shishu Xun and the two waiters beside him. The eyes of Shishu Xun are sitting in a bamboo pavilion.
The waiter was cooking tea next to him and a gift was approaching him.
"Juban, are you here?"
"And with me to the last game."
Inside the bamboo pavilion, Xun Qiong was wearing a red Confucian crown, sitting quietly behind a table with chessboards, with many ancient scores placed beside him, and was fighting with interest in black and white.
Seeing Zhang Liang arrive, he nodded and pointed to the empty space in front of him with one hand.
"yes!"
Another gift, but he didn't dare to refuse, so he slowly walked into the bamboo pavilion. From the corner of his eyes, he swept the chess game played by his uncle. It seemed that he had practiced it in Xinzheng and felt a little at ease in his heart.
As soon as I took my seat, I saw that the battle of more than a hundred black and white chess pieces disappeared the moment ago, and all the chess pieces were included in the chess box.
"Zifang, you can make a move first."
Xunqiu gently stroked the gray-black short beard under his chin with one hand and smiled gently at Zhang Liang.
"yes!"
He didn't dare to refuse. Thinking about the chess game that Mr. Xun had just set up just now, he thought for a moment, picked up a white chess piece, landed on the chessboard, and a crisp sound came out.
"Yeah, not bad."
Seeing the white chess piece, Xunqiu nodded again and praised it lightly. Zifang's move is interesting, and it should be that the chess skills are very good. After breathing, a black chess piece fell down.
Seeing this, Zhang Liang did not hesitate and followed the white chess piece.