"Yan'er, how much do you know about Shaofu Ling Zhao Gao?"

Looking at the confusion in Yan'er's eyes, the Empress Dowager Huayang Ancestor said helplessly, for more than a hundred years, the people of Chu have entered the harem of Qin, there was the Empress Dowager Xuan before, and now they have themselves, they are all wise people.

How...... Yan'er is not very sensitive to such things, but in the harem, Yan'er is the support of Chu's relatives after all, and she can only give one or two more pointers.

"Shaofu Ling Zhao Gao?"

"When the king was still in Handan when he was a child, he followed the king's side, and he also blocked several assassinations as the king, so the king attached great importance to him."

"After the rebellion of the Qi Nian Palace, it was the order of the Shaofu, which can be regarded as one of the secretaries, although it is not in the center, but it is not inferior to the center."

Shaofu Ling Zhao Gao?

For this person, Mrs. Chu still knows, she is the most respected person in the palace around the king, whether it is traveling or acting, she is by her side, and she is very popular with the king.

Therefore, for a long time, Mrs. Chu has been concerned about Zhao Gao, but the Empress Dowager is in the palace, and a mere Shaofu order is nothing.

"This palace learned that after the destruction of Han by Marquis Wuzhen in recent years, the candidates for enriching the harem were all made by Zhao Gao, the Shaofu Order, and in the harem, the heirs are the best, if you have to contribute one or two to the Shaofu Order, you ...... Should know the benefits. ”

"Moreover, the great kingdom is all about everything, and its people are all on the side, and if they get a little news, they can also be of great use, and although their people are lowly, but the lowly people also have a unique use, and from this day onwards, befriending him, even if it is not useful, it will not be a disaster."

The Empress Dowager Huayang Zu pointed at the smoke word by word, in the harem, if you want to be powerful and have status, there is only one source, and that is the king!

And Shaofu Ling Zhao Gao is the best bridge.

"This ......, Empress Dowager Zu, on weekdays, there is no intersection between Yan'er and Shaofu Ling, her person is Shaofu Ling, in charge of the inner treasury, money, jewelry, beauty, I'm afraid there is no shortage."

"How?"

Mrs. Chu raised her eyebrows, and there was naturally no problem in making friends with each other.

However, if you make friends, you must do what you like, and they are young and have a higher position, and they can't do anything about it.

In charge of the king's inner treasury, there is no shortage of money.

Beauty's words?

The Empress Dowager Zu also said just now that it is her job to enrich the queen's harem, and there is no shortage of it.

"Everyone has desires, and desire is the breakthrough point!"

"Zhao Gao is no exception, Yan'er, let this palace see your means."

There are no people without weaknesses at all, people like the Great King have clear weaknesses, unless they are characters like the Hundred Ancestors, but for hundreds of years, there are only a few people.

How can the Shaofu Order be an exception?

Empress Dowager Huayang Zu shook her head and smiled, if this matter can't be done, then she will really disappoint herself.

"Tianming is getting older now, and the widow does regard Tianming as an heir, the same son, and it is no worse than Fusu."

"However, Li'er is a little wary of widows after all, in the harem, in a few years, Tianming is indeed not suitable to continue to stay, does Wu Zhenhou have a good plan?"

On the other side, Qin Wangzheng and Zhou Qing, who walked out of Huayang Palace one after another, fell on another topic.

Huayang Ancestor's previous words are not unreasonable, in the harem, with Fusu's current age, it is rare to enter, not to mention the dawn in a few years. It's just, thinking about the reaction of Li Ji's side.

Qin Wangzheng was helpless again.

When Mrs. Zheng, the mother of Fusu, was in the harem, because of her identity, she was always able to find a trace of comfort by Mrs. Zheng's side when Wenxin Hou Lu Buwei was in power, so she was only favored.

Now, she is in power, although there are many beauties in the harem, there is only one Li Ji, if she can, she is willing to give her the highest glory of Zhuxia women.

But she was indifferent to it, and even so, she liked it even more.

"Haha, this is Mrs. Li's heart knot."

"Now that Princess Yangzi is here, it is already different, Xuanqing is still the same strategy, when Mrs. Li has a son, everything should be different, and what's more, Xuanqing is also unreasonable."

Zhou Qing couldn't do anything about this kind of thing, and looked at Qin Wangzheng with a gentle swing of one hand.

Previously, there was only one Tianming by Gongsun Li's side, but it was difficult to separate, but now there is Princess Yangzi, and now it is different, and her heart is deep, and she is slowly coming.

"Except for Wu Zhenhou, no one has told about such things."

"Zhao Gao, how is Princess Yangzi doing?"

When it comes to Princess Yangzi, King Qin's political face is a sense of spoiling, which is the first crystallization of himself and Li'er, and he loves her more than Li'er.

"King, Princess Yangzi is fed by a nursing mother, she is in good health, and she is supported by Wu Zhenhou with a wisp of true yuan, Mrs. Li's country is beautiful and fragrant, and the princess will be qualified to hire Ting in the future!"

Shaofu Ling Zhao Gao's sense of existence has always been very low, but as long as King Qin's political words fell, he appeared directly on his side, and he was completely concerned about everything.

Hearing the words of the king, Zhao Gao smiled lightly, in recent years, Mrs. Li's heart has been stagnant, so that she has not been able to breastfeed the princess properly, so she handed it over to the nurse, although she is young, her eyebrows are not good.

"Hahaha, the widow's daughter must be the most noble princess in the world!"

King Qin was overjoyed.

Subsequently, the group returned to the land of Xingle Palace, and before long, Zhou Qing left Xianyang Palace.

******

The bamboo forest is swaying, the sea breeze is blowing, for the people in the land of Qilu, spring has already arrived, the temperature has already warmed up, and the land is verdant, unlike the Central Plains and the cold wind of West Qin.

The little sage village has stood in the land of Songhai for decades, as the foundation of Confucianism, a Confucian came out of the inside, applied to the world, and entered the Shandong countries.

The land of the Three Jin Dynasty seems to be inconspicuous, but in the territory of the Qi State, it has been operated very firmly, and decades ago, the Qi State was almost destroyed, but the Little Sage Village is the same as before, and it is not affected in any way.

The mountains are undulating and orderly, the fragrance of flowers is everywhere, near the sea area, the bamboo houses are lined up, the depths are secluded, and there is a little clear sound swirling, it is the morning class of Confucianism, and the great Confucianism solves the doubts for the disciples.

After the morning class, it is breakfast, and after the hour, there are the six Confucian arts to learn, which is a skill that every Confucian disciple must be proficient in.

"Ovary, Uncle Xun asked you to come over."

After the meal, a Confucian disciple who had been friends with Zhang Liang in recent days passed on the sound, bowed his hand, and looked into the depths of the courtyard.

"Yes!"

Coming out of Xinzheng, South Korea, it has been a month since I came to Xiaoshengxianzhuang, the old country does not exist, and the sadness in the depths of my heart has faded a lot, even so, I will still wake up from time to time in my sleep every night.

Thinking about the departure of the ninth prince, thinking about the loss of the land, thinking about the loss of quicksand, thinking about the complete extinction of the five generations of Xiangmen, thinking about the ......, everything seems to have emerged.

After tidying up his clothes, he whispered to the Confucian fellow travelers, and then he found his way and walked towards the depths of the courtyard, where he first arrived when he first came to the Little Sage Village.

"I've seen Senior Brother Yan Lu!"

Where Uncle Xun is, the disciples rarely advance, so it is because Uncle Xun rarely teaches, and because Uncle Xun himself has a strange temperament, which makes people feel worried.

The road became narrow, but it was only three feet wide, and he was confronted by a man who was as quiet as water, older than himself, with his hair tied in a crown, and between his steps, he forgot the dust and the earth, and his breath was extraordinary.

This is Senior Brother Yan Lu, a Confucian who studied in Xiaoshengxian Zhuang from Zhao State a few years ago, and I heard the Confucian people around him say that Senior Brother Yan Lu was a disciple of the Chengcheng Bookstore of Zhao State, and Qin and Zhao fought and the Chengcheng Bookstore was destroyed, so he came here.

Thinking of this, Zhang Liang couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy, the same is far away from his homeland, the same relatives and friends are dead, and the same inner sadness is not obvious, bowing his hand and falling gently.

"Ovary, Uncle Xun is waiting for you in the bamboo pavilion."

There is no sadness or joy on his face, calm and natural, holding a paper book in his hand, returning the salute with a bow.

"Yes."

Zhang Liang responded.

Immediately, Senior Brother Yan Lu left.

Zhang Liang sighed lightly, not knowing when he would be able to be like Senior Brother Yan Lu, sitting and forgetful and unrestrained. The thoughts were chaotic, but the footsteps were automatically moving towards the depths.

"Uncle Shi!"

Holding the letter of the ninth prince to himself, the meaning of which was to let Uncle Xun accept him as a disciple, but Uncle Xun had already ignored the important affairs of Confucianism, so it was not the case.

Despite this, Uncle Xun still arranged a late Confucian Confucian as his teacher, in terms of generation, like the head of Fu Nian, at the end of the depths, there is a bamboo courtyard backed by hills.

The spring is vibrant, full of willow green, high-spirited, and the square is full of a hundred feet, but only Uncle Xun and the two waiters around him live in it, and Uncle Xun is sitting in a bamboo pavilion.

The waiter was cooking tea next to him, and he came forward to salute.

"Ovary, are you here?"

"Come with me."

In the bamboo pavilion, Xun Jingzheng was dressed in a red Confucian crown, sitting quietly behind a chessboard, with many ancient scores placed on his side, and he was fighting in black and white with great interest.

Seeing Zhang Liang arrive, he nodded, and pointed to the empty seat in front of him with one finger.

"Yes!"

Another salute, did not dare to refuse, slowly walked into the bamboo pavilion, the corner of his eyes swept the chess game played by his uncle, it seemed that he had practiced in Xinzheng, and his heart was slightly peaceful.

As soon as I sat down, I saw that more than 100 black and white chess pieces had disappeared from the previous moment, and all the chess pieces were in the chess box.

"Ovary, you settle first."

Xun Guan stroked the gray-black short beard under his chin with one hand, and smiled lightly at Zhang Liang.

"Yes!"

didn't dare to refuse, thinking about the chess game that Uncle Xun had just placed, thinking about it for a while, he picked up a white chess piece, landed on the chessboard, and the crisp sound came out.

"Well, that's good."

Seeing where the white chess pieces were, Xun Guo bowed his head again, and praised lightly, the hand of the ovary is a little interesting, it should be a lot of chess skills, and after breathing, it is also a black chess piece that falls.

Looking at this, Zhang Liang did not hesitate, and the white chess pieces followed.