Her Royal Highness the Empress Dowager said: "The Taifu is old, but he still works hard for the country. Fortunately, with Taifu Sima and other high-ranking ministers, the country can enjoy peace in all directions."
When she said this, she did not look at Sima Yi, but paid attention to Qin Zhongming behind her. Qin Zhongming, who had been distracted just now, thinking about something, now raised his head slightly and listened carefully to the Queen Mother's words.
Sima Yi bowed his head and said, "I am an old minister who takes the emperor's salary and is loyal to the emperor. I dare not shirk away from my own duties."
Fortunately, Sima Yi would not raise his head and look directly at him. Even if he raised his head, it would be difficult to see clearly the eyes behind the curtain. Otherwise, the old man would definitely find out that he, a powerful official who oversees all the Chinese and foreign military affairs, would be ignored by His Highness because of Qin Zhongming, a fifth-rank official.
Will become angry.
The court meeting ended soon, and Queen Mother Guo returned to the harem as usual. Most of this year has passed, and she has not summoned Qin Liang alone again, but she can see him from a distance almost every five days.
Sometimes she felt it was quite magical. She had never said a few words at all, and he had never even seen her face before. But Queen Mother Guo felt that they were already quite familiar and intimate with each other. After all, they had known each other for a long time.
Among the accompanying eunuchs and maids, there was Mrs. Zhen, who was wearing a Taoist robe. She was a woman, so she was not conspicuous among them.
However, those who are interested can always notice that Mrs. Zhen is not from the palace. Fortunately, with Mrs. Zhen’s identity and relationship, it is not surprising that she appears next to His Highness from time to time. Moreover, Qin Liang took precautions to cover up his relationship with Mrs. Zhen.
Dense and things don't seem to have much to worry about.
After returning to Lingzhi Palace, Empress Dowager Guo took off the phoenix crown under the service of the palace maids, changed out of her silkworm clothes, and wore a loose and soft satin dress. After changing, she took the initiative to wave to the palace ladies to leave.
The first two times Mrs. Zhen came to the palace, she didn't talk about Qin Zhongming's affairs. The Empress Dowager Guo didn't ask, and today she still wanted to wait to see if Mrs. Zhen could tell it herself.
Queen Mother Guo's temperament is quite tolerant. Even if she wants something very much or wants to hear something, she can always hide it in her heart and let it come back to bite her. She doesn't know why she is like this, maybe she is just used to it.
She leaned closer to the bronze mirror and took a look at her red lips first. The rouge was lightly applied at the corners of her lips, making her lips look delicate and she seemed a little younger. She turned her head slightly and glanced at her cheeks. Her skin was still like mutton-fat jade.
, without any wrinkles. But she did not look at her eyes. Looking closely at her eyes, she felt a strange feeling.
At this time, Mrs. Zhen gently leaned her face over and leaned on the snow-white neck of Queen Mother Guo. Mrs. Zhen looked at the two people in the same mirror, and as expected, she took the initiative to speak in a low voice: "He seems to have regarded me as...
Your Highness, Your Highness is the spirit."
Queen Mother Guo said softly: "You always told him to think about me, who can you blame?"
Mrs. Zhen said: "I am willing to do it myself. I didn't say it was bad. But I'm sorry, sister, so you can only listen to me."
Queen Mother Guo sighed quietly and said with emotion: "Things are so messy."
Zhen's pair of almond-shaped eyes were very smart. She turned around and immediately had an idea. She stepped forward and whispered: "How about I prepare a clepsydra to time the time. We agreed on the time, and after the drum sound of closing the door, I leaned down at a certain moment.
At a certain moment, I would lie on my back, or lie on my side, kneeling and sitting. My sister would also do the same posture at the same time, thinking about the feelings I told her."
Guo's chest suddenly rose and fell. She took a deep breath and was speechless for a while. She calmed herself down a little, thought for a while and said, "Forget it. You are so deliberate, and there is a clepsydra in the side room."
, he will feel very strange."
Zhen's eyes were bright and she said in a deep voice: "I never told him that His Highness knew about it, and he didn't even ask. Even if he guessed that His Highness was thinking about him, it doesn't matter. Qin Zhongming couldn't tell it. This is not just a big deal.
Disrespectful.”
Guo was silent for a while, and finally couldn't help but said: "In this way, the idea that Qing came up with last year will be even more difficult to come true. Zhong Ming may not believe what Qing said about his friend and widow. He will guess that it is
I don't dare to agree. If he doesn't dare to come, can we still tie him up? Things will definitely not work out."
"Last year's idea?" Zhen's face gradually turned pale, and she whispered, "Dig a tunnel?"
Mrs. Guo hesitated for a moment, stared into Mrs. Zhen's eyes, and nodded slightly.
Zhen said solemnly: "You are not just thinking about it, do you really want to do it?"
Guo's heart skipped a beat and she said, "I'm not Qing. Qing seems to prefer to think things out."
Suddenly, there was a deathly silence in the palace. Mrs. Zhen, who was kneeling next to her, did not move, and her expression became serious. Mrs. Guo did not speak for a long time, but she grabbed Mrs. Zhen's arm without warning, which scared Mrs. Zhen all over.
A tremor.
At this time, Mrs. Guo suddenly whispered: "I have endured it for a long time. I want to know what it tastes like, what kind of temperature it is, what kind of touch it feels. I want to know what it feels like to no longer be a lonely soul, even just once."
Okay. There seems to be something stuffy in my body. The more I restrain myself, the more flustered I feel.
Don't be afraid, sir. I know exactly who I am and who I am, but I just don't want to say it out loud. I have thought carefully about who to take out of the palace, where to arrange them, and how to do each step. Your idea comes at once.
It sounds exaggerated, but it can actually be done.”
Mrs. Zhen opened her mouth slightly, hesitated to speak, and finally said nothing.
Mrs. Guo added: "Even if the matter is reported to someone, I can still protect you. Don't be afraid."
Zhen finally spoke up and said in a trembling voice: "Aren't you afraid, sister?"
Mrs. Guo stared at Mrs. Zhen and said, "Of course I am afraid. You know that I have always been timid and cautious. But what we said before and the things we did secretly are unforgivable crimes without realizing it. If it ends like this in the end,
Just like a thief who has not stolen any property, he is still a thief, and I am not willing to accept it. No matter how detailed you are in what you say, it is just scratching the surface and I cannot feel it."
She knelt down in front of the table, stretched out her hand to touch the portrait in the bronze mirror, and squeezed the bronze mirror harder and harder with her fingers, "I already felt like a dead body, with no feelings and no soul. I
I have never lived, and I am already dead now, just waiting for that high-sounding name. A name can last for a long time, and many people can only dream of it, but it is dead from the beginning and is not something prepared for living people."
After a long time, Mrs. Zhen said: "Sister and I are different. I think more and speak less. I originally wanted to persuade you to... let me think about it again."
Guo sat there slumped on her knees, her body seemed to have lost strength and softened a bit. A sad smile appeared on her face, and she said feebly: "I'm just talking, actually I'm quite hesitant."
Zhen looked at her eyes carefully and asked softly: "Really?"
Mrs. Guo nodded slightly and said nothing.
...After the court meeting, Qin Liang went to the school affairs office first, and did not take the car back to Wang's house until dusk.
The carriage passed Yijingli and continued along the street for a while. Qin Liang moved to the left side of the carriage, gently opened the bamboo curtain and looked at the scene outside. In the gray weather, there were not many pedestrians on this road.
, all you can see is the boring inner wall.
Soon a low earth temple appeared in sight. Qin Liang turned his head and glanced forward, and saw a damaged section of double-slope eaves. The city was changing very slowly at this time, and this damaged wall
It has been more than a year, and there has been almost no change, and no one has repaired such minor details. Under the double sloping eaves, half a loose brick is stuffed there.
He recalled that Brick was still in the corner of the small temple before. Mrs. Zhen had not sent a signal for a while.
At noon the next day, Qin Liang had a simple meal in the government palace, and still asked Wu Xin to drive the carriage. The two of them went back to Qin's house first, changed into a more ordinary carriage, asked Wu Xin to put on a bamboo hat and a cloak, and then
After taking some detours, we went to Mrs. Zhen's villa.
Mrs. Zhen is indeed very good at dressing up. She wears a gray-green double-breasted wide-sleeved top with a silk belt tied to the waist. The skirts below the belt are not folded together, deliberately leaving the dark red skirt waist hidden underneath. This way
She looks taller and slimmer.
She wore almost no jewelry today, but the fine silk material was of good color and texture, so the lack of jewelry did not make her look plain. On the contrary, it made her look fresher and whiter, more like a young woman from a well-off family.
Not a widow.
The two of them entered the wing, and Mrs. Zhen bolted the door. It was very windy outside today.
However, she did not go to sleep next to the couch. Instead, she knelt down at the banquet next to the table and asked Qin Liang to come over.
When Qin Liang saw this, he knew what she wanted to say or what new tricks she wanted to play.
But Mrs. Zhen's expression seemed a bit serious today. When Qin Liang saw this, he knelt down on the mat calmly, spread his arms and threw his wide autumn white sleeves behind him.
Mrs. Zhen looked at Qin Liang, smiled slightly, and said softly: "I have a good friend, whose surname is... I won't say who she is, but she is a person of high status. She doesn't want others to know her name, and she is also young.
Widow. If she is willing, would you like to try something new?"
Qin Liang observed her eyes calmly and asked: "Are you beautiful?"
Mrs. Zhen nodded and said: "Yes, she is more beautiful than my concubine. But you can't look at her appearance because we are both in Luoyang. She is worried about being recognized if we meet. Isn't it a bit difficult for you?"
Qin Liang said: "It's understandable. In fact, people who are more cautious are more suitable to do secret things together quietly. I don't want to cause trouble for nothing."
He paused for a moment and then deliberately asked, "Are you sure you are a widow?"
Mrs. Zhen smiled and said, "Will I still lie to you?"
Qin Liang thought to himself: I think it is very possible.
Mrs. Zhen's voice said: "As a married woman, I am also afraid of being accused by my husband's family, so I will naturally not recommend you. However, I also assume that she has not agreed yet. I just asked you by the way if you are interested."
Qin Liang pondered for a moment and said: "Madam, why don't you continue to talk about your assumptions and how to arrange it."
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(Thanks to the leader of the book friend "Heart Like Still Water 10".)