Outside Yikun Palace, Wang Tiqian stood respectfully, even if no one around him looked at him at all, he tried his best to look extremely respectful.

The same is true of the good minister, but while he is standing quietly, he is looking at Wang Tiqian.

The two have completely different mentalities at this time, one is in awe of the rules in the palace, and the other is sighing for this era.

Identity determines a person's status and also determines a person's state of mind.

The eunuch of the Apocalypse Palm Seal, the Great Flame of the Great Jue, is more like a small firefighter who has made a mistake at this moment, so that he always keeps his head down and doesn't dare to look around.

Everyone wants to change their fate, and Wang Tiqian is no exception. Although he served as a royal servant in Shangshan, he looked at this life and was like this.

If there is no big opportunity, he may die until he dies, and he will only be in the Shangshan prison.

This time he went to Suning, it was the first time that Wang Tiqian had sent a messenger after entering the palace for so many years, and now, it was the first time that he was so close to the real lord of the six palaces, the noble concubine.

Perhaps, the emperor is with the concubine.

Wang Tiqian's breathing was very short, and he was waiting for his fate to change. In the temple, a word, a small word, was enough to make him go to heaven or to earth.

Liangchen could feel the uneasiness in Wang Tiqian's heart, and he could vaguely know what this future Da Jue was thinking. It's just that he doesn't want to splash cold water on the other party.

After Wang An fell, Wang Tiqian decisively took refuge in the second uncle and Baba, and relied on the two Kewei to ascend the throne of the eunuch of the Si Li palm seal.

Therefore, in the next ten years, this future palm print ancestor will not become a big man, and his job will still be Shang Shan Supervisor. It is not possible to be powerful, at most, that is, to make more oil and water.

The second uncle is not only the golden thigh of Liangchen, but also the golden thigh of many famous people in history.

The two people Wang Tiqian and Xu Xianchun that Liangchen is currently acquainted with are essentially the same as his little Chitose, and they are waiting for their second uncle.

The second uncle, just like the pretty girl who came out after a long time, still holding the pipa and half-covering her face.

Now, his old man was still dormant, unable to exhale.

………

To say that he is calm and looks at the woman who is about to call him with an equal gaze, even a downward gaze, is obviously very fake.

Liangchen was also beating a drum in his heart, he didn't know what Zheng Guifei was doing with so much effort to get herself to Beijing.

He just handed in a blank scroll and made a dozen limericks.

Could it be that this woman, like her brother, thinks she is interesting?

Could it be that this woman wants to rush to the front from behind the scenes and lead a vigorous anti-Confucian second movement?

If this is the case, Liangchen's white scroll is a revolutionary opportunity, which can give Kong Laoer's disciples and grandchildren a heavy blow.

However, the two women are hundreds of years apart, and the times are not compatible.

The feudal society launched an anti-feudal fundamental movement, which is a bit of a fool's dream.

Don't say it's just a concubine, you are the queen, and even the emperor himself is involved.

Because, this is the enemy of the whole world.

Liangchen really can't figure out what this woman wants to do, anyway, his identity as a human being in two lives is worthless in front of this woman.

Because, the disparity of identity is there.

Liangchen regretted a little, he shouldn't have messed up the portrait of the woman, because he realized that the woman in the painting was probably Zheng Guifei herself.

In terms of age, they are all women in their forties, so it is very likely.

The concubine Niangniang, of course, likes others to praise her for being beautiful, dignified, beautiful and generous, virtuous, and even comparable to the virtuous queen.

But I'm afraid I don't like to be called "old lady".

Liangchen regretted it very much, he knew that the person in the painting was Zheng Guifei, so why didn't he write like this.

Now, it's just a matter of resignation.

Two people, one with a bird and one without a bird, stood quietly in front of the palace gate, quietly waiting for the voice in the palace.

At the door of the temple, someone finally came out, but it was the chamberlain who had just entered with a portrait.

"Grandpa Liu!" Wang Tiqian's waist bent down again.

"Niangniang said that you did a good job, go back." It was Liu Cheng, the concubine's attendant, who came out, nodded slightly, and waved his hand to signal Wang Tiqian to return to the prison.

Wang Tiqian hesitated, but finally didn't ask anything, slowly took a few steps back, and then left silently.

There was no expression on his face, and he couldn't see joy or sorrow, but the good minister could clearly detect that the prince's pace was a little stiff.

Obviously, Wang Tiqian was disappointed in his heart, and he would be the same if he was a good minister.

Waiting for so long with hope, only waiting for a sentence to go back, this would be extremely disappointing for anyone.

After Wang Tiqian walked away, Liu Cheng turned to look at Wei Liangchen and said with a smile: "Little case leader, let's go in with our family, Niangniang is waiting to see you." ”

"Huh? Be. ”

Liangchen was stunned for a moment, and followed Liu Cheng into the main hall cautiously. What made him feel good was that this father-in-law Liu was kind to him, with a smile on his face, which at least showed that the portrait did not cause any negative impact on him.

Zheng Guifei's Yikun Palace is obviously much more luxurious than Zhu Changluo's East Palace, and many places can also be seen to be carved and dressed, up to the rockery garden, down to the floor decoration, all of which look unique.

Liangchen came all the way, and the palace people he saw were all more beautiful than the East Palace, and the inner supervisors were also full of spirit, full of vitality from the inside out, compared to the East Palace, it was really a world of difference.

In front of a side hall, Liu Cheng stopped, motioned for Liangchen to stand here and not move, and then entered the hall to report. Of course, the good minister will not move, because there are several inner supervisors on the left and right staring at him.

"The emperor, Niangniang, Suning Wei Liangchen brought it." When Liu Cheng entered the hall, Wanli was still lying on a bamboo chair. Concubine Zheng was looking at the white scroll.

"Call him in." Concubine Zheng put down Wei Liangchen's scroll, looked at her husband lying on the bamboo chair, and said with a smile: "The Qingliu you said is here, do you want to show some majesty of the Son of Heaven?" ”

"That's good." Wanli laughed, "That's it, it's too serious, it's easy to scare that living treasure." ”

Concubine Zheng asked her husband, "He's here, what do you want to say?" ”

Wanli shook his head with a smile: "I don't say it, you said it, you summoned the person." ”

"Didn't you say that this little guy was interesting, and he wanted to be summoned to meet him, but why did he become what I wanted to meet?"

"You and I are husband and wife, what I see is what you see, what you see is what I see, what's the difference."

"Your Majesty's mouth is better than the old mother's coaxing."

"The old lady is not as good-looking as me."

Wanli likes to laugh with Concubine Zheng the most, whenever there is any trouble in the court, he can always be soothed here in Guifei.

Concubine Zheng suddenly whispered: "People are here." ”

"Oh?"

Wanli turned to the side and looked, and a young man appeared in front of him.