"East Palace?" Wang Wenzuo was stunned when he heard this: "Your Majesty the Queen, have you forgotten? The minister is going to Japan next!"
"With Wang Aiqing's talents, it would be a waste to go to Japan. It is better to stay in Chang'an to make full use of his talents!" Wu said with a smile: "If you want to assist the prince, then stay in the East Palace. If you want to go to the Ministry of War and the North Gate Guards, you can also No matter what, I can speak for you in front of the saint!"
"This Wu Zetian is really shameless. She wanted to beat her to death a few minutes ago, but now she acts like one of her own family members. If she stays in Chang'an, she will die without even knowing how!" Wang Wenzuo thought to himself, and became even more determined. Determination to leave Chang'an: "When I went to Baekje, I was just a fire chief! What I am today is all thanks to the support of the township party leaders. Some of them even buried my bones in a foreign land for me. How can a person with a little heart be alone? Enjoy the glory of Chang'an, but let them suffer in Baekje. After Baekje is pacified and the strong men return home, the humble ministers will come to Chang'an again to serve your majesty, the prince, and the court!"
Wu shook her feather fan slightly and subconsciously traced the hem of her skirt with her fingertips. The man in front of her was speaking impassionedly, but she smelled the stench of doubt. Could it be that the man in front of her was really an upright and upright person who rejected wealth and honor? ? She had some doubts. Virtue in the court and the court was so rare that she sometimes felt that the upright and great characters described in the scriptures were just fictions. But she could not remain silent forever. She had to give a reply, even if it was the last. A bad reply is better than silence.
"My love for you is really admirable!" Wu's voice was dull and hollow, as if the person speaking was not a living person, but a puppet: "Well, you have to stay in Chang'an for a while, and in the During this period of time, dear, you can think about it carefully, if you change your mind, it’s not too late!”
"Thank you, Your Majesty the Queen!"
When the south gate of the Daming Palace closed behind Wang Wenzuo, he forcibly suppressed his urge to hurry up. The city gate hole behind him seemed to be the huge mouth of a ferocious beast, which could swallow him up at any time. The feeling of life and death being in human hands, the coldness coming from his bones, if possible, he would never want to come here again in his life.
"Where is Jin Jiaoyu?" Wang Wenzuo asked the first East Palace servant he met.
"It should be with the prince!"
"Take me to him, right now!"
"Here!" The chamberlain didn't dare to neglect him. This Wang Shenjun was the most important celebrity in the East Palace recently. Legend has it that the Crown Prince had decided to keep him in the East Palace to serve as the deputy commander of the Crown Prince's Right Division. He was a high-ranking official from the fourth rank!
Wang Wenzuo followed the footsteps of the chamberlain, passed through two long corridors, three courtyards, and finally stopped in front of an inconspicuous side courtyard.
"Please wait a moment, Sir!" The chamberlain whispered a few words to the eunuch on duty. The eunuch quickly went in to pass the message, and came out again after a moment: "Jin Jiaoyu and the Crown Prince are both inside. Please come in, Sir! "
Wang Wenzuo took three steps and two steps at a time and walked into the courtyard. Outside the door, he heard Jin Ren's voice asking: "After Sanlang came in, he asked and found out everything!"
"No need to ask!" Wang Wenzuo opened the door and bowed down to Li Hong: "I pay my respects to the East Palace!"
"San Lang is exempt from the gift!" Li Hong looked a little nervous: "What's the matter with my mother-in-law calling you so late? She probably didn't do anything to you, right?"... "It's nothing, I just asked about the two princesses that night. !" Wang Wenzuo smiled, turned to Jin Ren and asked: "Brother Renshou, what did you say to His Highness? To make His Highness so nervous?"
"It's fine!" Jin Renwen said with a smile, "Maybe I'm a little too nervous!"
The three of them talked for a few words, and Wang Wenzuo found a reason to say goodbye to Jin Ren. As soon as he returned to his residence, Wang Wenzuo stretched out his right hand: "Brother Renshou, give me back that piece of paper!"
"Here you go!" Jin Renwen took out the piece of paper that Wang Wenzuo had sent to him from his sleeve. Wang Wenzuo reached out and took it, but did not answer. After confirming that it was correct, he put the piece of paper next to the candle, and the flame suddenly appeared on the paper. It spread until the slender fireworks touched the fingertips. Wang Wenzuo let go of his hand with relief and threw the last half of the paper into the brazier. A ball of sparks jumped up from the dark red charcoal, which immediately turned into black butterflies and scattered in all directions. disappear.
"I finally escaped death today, it's terrible!"
"The queen really wants to kill you?" Jin Renwen asked in a low voice.
"Yeah!" Wang Wenzuo showed a wry smile: "She said it herself: She wants to turn me into a pile of rotten meat in the prison!"
"What?" Jin Renwen was shocked: "Did she really say that? Then how did you come out alive?"
"It's just a fluke!" Wang Wenzuo recounted what happened a few days ago when he brought a rough felt to Li Xiayu, and finally said: "This feeling of life and death being controlled by human hands is really terrifying. In the palace, there is more In front of the two armies, arrows are raining down like rain, and white swords are much more dangerous!"
"It's also Sanlang who did your job carefully. If it had been anyone else, he would be dead by now!" Jin Renwen let out a long breath.
"Fine?" Wang Wenzuo shook his head: "Brother Renshou, you still don't understand. My survival has nothing to do with whether I am fine or not. It's just that Empress Wu is in a good mood today, maybe because of the incense in the house and her taste. ; Maybe it’s because tonight’s dishes are what she likes to eat; maybe it’s because the thickness of the mat is exactly what she wants; maybe it’s because the wintersweet outside the window has bloomed a few more; maybe it’s because I took the right step first when I entered the palace door tonight. legs, so I survived. But if another person did what I did tomorrow, he would probably be chopped into a pulp immediately!"
"I understand, so you don't want to stay in Chang'an?" Jin Ren asked.
"Yes, that's the reason!" Wang Wenzuo said: "In Baekje, I can survive by relying on my intelligence and courage, and even get promoted step by step; but in Chang'an, an unrelated cook can kill me if he cuts the fish and meat a little too thickly. "
"Okay, I understand what you mean, and I will find a way to make the prince understand your difficulties!" Jin Renwen looked regretful.
"Thank you, Brother Renshou!" Wang Wenzuo couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Jin Renwen nodded.
It was late at night, and Wang Wenzuo was lying on the bed, but he couldn't fall asleep. There were too many things that happened today, which made it impossible for him to fall asleep. Loneliness was like an invisible film that enveloped Wang Wenzuo, leaving him breathless. As a friend, Jin Renwen was impeccable. However, Jin Renwen is extremely smart, but it is still difficult to understand the fear of "tyrant politics" among those who come from modern society.
Both tyrants and monarchs have supreme power. The biggest difference between tyrants and monarchs is that the monarch's power comes from the traditionally recognized rules of inheritance. Even a monarch with mediocre talent does not need additional whitewashing and packaging, because he and his His subjects knew very well that he was born to be a monarch, and no one could change that.
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