The lights were brightly lit in the Yangxin Hall. The empress was walking around holding a memorial book, her eyebrows twisted into small knots.
Zhao An stepped forward to take a closer look. It was probably something about the Annan natives.
The late emperor surrendered Annan and appointed chieftains, but the actual control has always been in the hands of the local royal family in Annan. Now Annan is prone to civil strife. If one person fails, it will be out of control at any time.
"The situation in the imperial court is critical now. Among the military generals, Fenwei Generals Zhang Qi and Qian Yu are of great use. Because of your plan, they are on the opposite side of Chen Guogong. If nothing else happens, Chen Guogong and other officials from the six ministries will be very likely to show up tomorrow morning. We may propose that the two of them go out to guard the city."
The empress thought quietly, unable to hide her sadness.
During Qianyu's mourning period, he was put into service due to floods, so he could not be let out. As for Zhang Qi, it was difficult to stay.
A situation of confrontation between the two sides was easily formed. Zhang Qi left, and the royalists had almost no one to use.
"Slave, aren't you very smart? Why don't you help me come up with an idea to deal with Annan's situation."
The empress's eyes were full of mockery, and Zhao An curled her lips, "That's it? I think you might as well give up your position as emperor to me."
"Slave dog, you're talking nonsense again!"
"Currently, officially, Annan is still under the jurisdiction of the imperial court. It is better to take the opportunity to change the situation, promote education, and control them."
"What does it mean to reform one's native land and return to one's native land? How should one be educated?"
The empress became interested, and Zhao An sat down on the dragon chair and shook his head, "Oh, I'm so tired, my neck hurts——"
The empress had a dark face, discarded the memorial, reluctantly walked behind her, and reluctantly stretched out a small hand to help rub her shoulders. The strength was so strong that Zhao An almost had his neck broken by her.
Is this how she asks for help?
"Don't push yourself too far. You have received a great honor by treating you this way."
"Hey, then you'd better not press it. I still want to live for two more years."
Zhao An pretended to leave, but the empress suddenly became anxious. She pulled hard with both hands, and Zhao An was forced back to the chair. She gritted her teeth and began to pinch, as if she wanted to eat people, but her strength was much weaker.
Zhao An smiled proudly and briefly explained what it meant to change the land back to rural areas and the details, including the change from the head tax to a shareholding system.
"Before doing this, we must first gather troops in the south of Caiyun. It is called rest and recuperation, but it is actually a deterrent. We will issue decrees as quickly as possible, depose hereditary officials, and plow the courts to clear holes. The selected officials are floating officials, with a term of three years. , to prevent the imperial court from colluding with the local government, and letting the administrative offices become a pity for the imperial dignitaries, who have nothing to eat but throw away."
…
Zhao An was talking to himself, and the empress listened blankly, her beautiful face gradually becoming dull.
Because the decree is too detailed!
"When the world is stable, Annanqi will be placed under the rule of Nanzhou, and the Imperial Academy will be sent to establish Chinese studies to promote enlightenment. This is the ideological stamp."
After Zhao An finished his long speech, his mouth was dry, and he stretched out his big hand, waiting for the empress to serve tea. However, after waiting for a long time, he didn't see any movement from her. When he turned around, he found her walking around, her pretty face full of joy.
"Slave, you are very good at writing poems, but is there anyone who is worthy of such a big job?"
"Hey, leave it to me."
Someone gave me a pillow when I was dozing off, and Zhao An was thinking about killing someone with a knife. Isn't it a coincidence?
Zhao An called Que'er and asked her to deliver a letter and a jar of fine wine to see Chu Liuyun in Tianshui Courtyard.
There are hundreds of thousands of Que'er who don't want to do it.
"Are you sure the old monk won't do anything to me?"
"Don't worry, you are also a member of the Queen Mother after all. The old monk is so full that he can take care of you."
"You owe me a favor."
Que'er put away the letter, went to the East Palace to get a jar of wine, and then left the palace at night.
As soon as Zhao An turned around, he saw the empress looking over here, her beautiful phoenix eyes full of suspicion, "Slave, why did you let Queer out of the palace?"
"Of course I'm helping you with your errands. It's getting late, so I'll wait for you to go to bed."
Zhao An rubbed his hands and approached, smiling obscenely.
She stood in front of the dragon bed and spread her arms. The dragon robe slipped off her shoulders, revealing her icy muscles and jade bones.
Zhao An couldn't help but glance at her breasts. The corset had left several red marks on the soft flesh.
Yeah, it hurts!
One more squeeze and it's all over!
"I'm not worried, what are you afraid of?"
The empress turned around generously, and Xuening's muscles and bones were displayed in front of her without any reservation.
Her skin is too white, too tender, too perfect, without any flaws. The curve of her waist and abdomen, an inch more is too much, and an inch less is too little.
Maybe this is a natural work of art.
Zhao An looked at her with admiration, and she said with a half-smile, "Does it look good?"
"nice."
"How does it compare to the Queen Mother?"
"No comparison."
Zhao An opened his mouth without thinking, and before he could finish his words, she grabbed her collar, her cold face came closer, and the fragrance filled the air, "What did you say?"
"Well, I mean, the Queen Mother is not as good as you."
Zhao An immediately changed his words for fear of being beaten.
The empress snorted coldly, let go and climbed onto the bed. I don't know whether she did it intentionally or not. She used to lie down directly on the bed, but now she actually stuck out her plump buttocks.
Now I can see everything.
Zhao An only felt a surge of blood rushing to the sky.
So exciting!
Soon the empress lay down, her watery eyes squinting over her, her misty hair on her temples covering her world-famous beauty. Zhao An was instantly fascinated by this appearance.
She is so beautiful, she probably grew up eating fairies.
After a full five seconds, the empress was stared at with hair all over her body and said angrily: "Have you seen enough?"
Zhao An woke up from his dream, put down the gauze curtain, squatted beside the dragon bed through the gauze curtain, and whispered: "Your Majesty, can I tell you a story?"
"what story?"
"The Scholar and the Fox."
"Say it."
"There is a Japanese island in the Eastern Sea. One day in the small town, an alcoholic man murdered his childhood sweetheart and sealed her in a wall. From then on, strange things happened in the family..."
Zhao An was shameless and told ghost stories directly.
The empress felt something was off after hearing it. What about the poignant love story between the scholar and the fox?
As a result, she was so frightened that she trembled all over and hid half of her face in the quilt, "Stop talking, dog slave, or I will chop you down."
"Hey, hey, where did this go? Later, a female Gongsheng was in the hut and saw..."
"Don't listen, don't listen."
The empress covered her ears and shook her head wildly. Zhao An stood up deliberately and said, "Then shall I leave?"
"Don't!"
Her pink and white hands reached out from the gauze curtain and grabbed the corner of her clothes.
Zhao An smirked.
I can't control you, little one!
The emperor is nothing, he should be afraid, he will still be afraid.
In the end, Zhao An "extremely reluctantly" got on the dragon's bed, pretending to draw a 38-point line between the two of them, and threatened to protect them personally, but he did not offend the river.
The empress curled her lips and said nothing.
As expected, in less than half an hour, she squeezed into his arms, wrapped her snow-white jade arms around him, and squeezed the soft flesh around Zhao An's waist with her warm jade fingers. It was really painful and happy.
