Wanli smiled bitterly: "It's none of your business, why do you want to accompany me." ”

"It's none of my business." Concubine Zheng raised her head and stared at Wanli, "But I am Your Majesty's woman." ”

These words made Wanli's heart sour, and he said softly: "They all say that you are a red face and a curse, the root of the chaotic government, and a demon girl who is a disaster to the country." ”

"Whatever they say." Concubine Zheng laughed, "As long as Your Majesty doesn't think so." ”

"If I think so, where do I have so many years of trouble?" Wan Li saw a fly falling on the table, waved his hand and rushed over, and said with a sideways face: "You just said that the more I give Chang Xun, the more I treat him, how can I say this?" ”

Zheng Guifei said: "You should understand what I mean." ”

"I understand, but Chang Luo is cowardly by nature, and he is not a person who does not tolerate brothers, you can rest assured of this." Wanli's expression was a little solemn.

Concubine Zheng sighed secretly in her heart and did not speak.

Wanli frowned and said, "But it's precisely because of this that I don't like him." His temperament is easy to be controlled by others, and he is not responsible for the society, so I really had to make him the prince. If the three kings had been crowned together, I would definitely not have established Changluo. ”

"Your Majesty, if you don't talk about this, it will only add to your troubles."

There is no woman in the world who does not think about her children, Rao is Zheng Guifei is virtuous, and she has been obsessed with the major matter of the country for more than ten years, until the dust settles and there is nothing to think about, so she completely rests her mind.

She couldn't bear to worry about her husband because Chang Xun failed to become the prince, and when she saw that there were a lot of sparse performances on the desk, she wanted to get up and ask her husband to give instructions.

is different from the rumors that the concubine interfered in politics, the truth is that Concubine Zheng has never interfered in the politics of the court, and she has never even watched a note.

This is also one of the reasons why Wanli respects her and loves her.

"You sit with me." Wanli knew the concubine's intentions and stretched out his hand to hold her.

Concubine Zheng smiled, sat down to accompany her husband, and reached out to untie the scroll she had just taken.

Wanli took the seal with his hand, but it was the Ministry of Officials who asked to fill the vacancy of the Department and Daoyan officials. He glanced at it, tossed it aside, and snorted, "It's better without these people." ”

"What's wrong?" Concubine Zheng was a little surprised why her husband was angry again.

Wanli said the content of the recital, this is not a confidential matter, and it doesn't matter if the concubine knows.

Concubine Zheng Guifei thought for a while and persuaded: "The concubine heard that the shortage of Kedao is serious, and there is a royal history who left Beijing to inspect, and it took a few years for someone to make up for him." The officials of the six departments have not been promoted for many years, and one person often does several personnel, Your Majesty, it is not okay to go on like this, you should make up for some. ”

"What if you make it up? It's empty, and I don't see that the court is about to end. Wanli crooked his mouth, this is his small action, only in front of Zheng Guifei, he will do this.

"You're the emperor, what are you talking about?" Concubine Zheng Guifei looked at her husband angrily, she understood that her husband was a child's temper. If the outer court wants to face east, he will face west, and he will come against them. can think about what the people in the foreign court have done all these years, it is impossible for her to have no resentment in her heart.

Wanli puffed up and said: "These officials, one by one, are full of scriptures and ethics, and moral articles are all over the place, make up for them, and they must send me a lesson every day. The so-called out of sight, out of mind. ”

"You can't see it, you don't get upset, but national affairs can't always be like this."

Seeing that the concubine was a little worried, Wanli hurriedly said: "I know in my heart, the local officials, I am not empty." I won't really treat this country and society as a child's play. Seeing the painting in her hand, she couldn't help asking, "Whose painting?" ”

"Dong Qichang's."

"Oh, what's the drawing?"

As soon as he heard that it was Dong Qichang's, Wanli became interested, because Dong Qichang's calligraphy and painting were unique in the world. This person also served as a lecturer for the prince Changluo, but he went back to Songjiang after illness.

Zheng Guifei was a little sad, and her eyes were a little red when she held the painting.

Wanli was confused, seeing Concubine Ai's sad appearance, she couldn't help but feel distressed, hurriedly stepped forward to gently stroke her shoulder, and asked softly: "Concubine Ai, what makes you so sad?" ”

Zheng Guifei's body moved when she heard this, but she didn't turn her head to reply, but turned her body around, turned her back to Wanli, and continued to sobb in a low voice: "It's nothing, the concubine just thought of her mother and her old man for a while, and she was a little sad." ”

Concubine Zheng's mother has been dead for many years, and Wanli only said that she missed her mother for a while, so she said: "Speaking of Guotai, I remembered that the third day of the next lunar month seems to be the 60th lunar birthday of her old man." ”

Hearing Wanli say this, Concubine Zheng Guifei turned around and said quietly: "The concubine still thinks that the emperor has forgotten her mother's birthday and her old man's birthday." ”

Seeing crystal tears hanging from the corners of Concubine Zheng's eyes, Wanli's heart was about to break, so she hurriedly wiped away her tears with a brocade hand, and said broadly: "How can I forget." ”

"It's my mother in the picture." Zheng Guifei gently opened the scroll, and a middle-aged woman in her forties came to life in the painting.

This woman is six or seven points similar to the concubine's mother, especially the eyebrows are very similar, Wanli looked a little stupid for a while.

Zheng Guifei said: "I want to send this painting to ask Li Ge Lao to help with the inscription, I don't know if Your Majesty thinks it is appropriate?" ”

Could you please write an inscription?

Wanli was stunned for a moment, and then nodded: "Li Tingji is Xie Yuan, Hui Yuan, and Bangyan, if it weren't for Shen Shixing's obstruction, I'm afraid it would be the Sanyuan Xianggong." He is also famous in the court, and it would be great if he could write an inscription for the portrait of Guotai. ”

With her husband's consent, Concubine Zheng Guifei called Liu Cheng, an attendant, and ordered him to send the portrait to Li Tingji.

After Liu Cheng took the painting in his hand, Wanli sat there as before to review the music, while Zheng Guifei read the book on the side. Twenty years have passed since the husband and wife were like this.

Half an hour later, Liu Cheng came back with an uneasy face, still holding the painting in his hand.

Concubine Zheng glanced at him, a little puzzled: "It's done so quickly?" ”

Liu Cheng leaned over and replied: "Back to my mother's words, I haven't finished the question yet."

Hearing this, Wanli was a little strange: "Why is this, could it be that you haven't seen Li Ge Lao?" ”

Liu Cheng said respectfully: "Emperor, the slave maid has seen the old man." ”

Why haven't you finished the question when you see someone? Wanli was puzzled and asked Liu Chengdao: "Then why did you take the painting back?" Could it be that Li Ge has a lot of old things and can't pull it out for a while? ”

"Is it because Ge Lao can't spare time to write an inscription for my mother's portrait, or is Ge Lao unwilling to ask?" Concubine Zheng was a little nervous.

Liu Cheng hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Back to the mother's words, it's not that the old man can't open the space, but the old man doesn't want to ask!" ”

Concubine Zheng was stunned when she heard this, and said in a lost voice: "Why is the elder reluctant to write an inscription, is it that you, a slave, have neglected the elder pavilion!" ”

Liu Cheng hurriedly said: "Niangniang, even if the slave maid has ten more guts, he will not dare to snub the old man, but the maid has wronged the slave and maid, it is really... It's really the elder of the pavilion, he is unwilling to write an inscription for the portrait of Guotai! ”

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