Empress Chu

Mother Liang grabbed her and wanted to reprimand her, Liang Qiang smiled and said, "You are the empress, of course you can be the empress, the imperial edict has been issued, the emperor speaks well."

Only then did Liang Xiaomei heave a sigh of relief, she called out to her brother, it's so good, then leaned into her mother's arms, raised her head and said: "Mother, brother, and daddy, I will give everyone a lot of rewards in the future."

Mother Liang stroked her daughter's head and said hello with a smile.

Liang Qiang also smiled, but her eyes were blank.

It doesn't matter if it's good or bad, it's just a puppet anyway.

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But not everyone liked the decision.

Xiao Yu broke into the Grand Tutor Hall for the first time, and looked at Xie Yanlai who claimed to be reviewing the memorial, but actually slept on the memorial.

"I don't want this queen." He gritted his teeth and whispered.

Xie Yanlai said: "How can the emperor not want the queen."

Xiao Yu bit her lower lip: "I have a queen, sister Chu—"

Xie Yanlai sat up and interrupted him: "Your Majesty is confused, you don't have sister Chu anymore, she won't come back." After finishing speaking, he picked up a memorial and threw it to him, "Read your memorial carefully! Take care of your country and society !"

The memorial fell on his body, and Xiao Yu stood there blankly, his face pale.

Yes, he should be sober, it doesn't matter who is the queen, after all, no one is his sister Chu.

He didn't speak any more, bent over to pick up the memorial, and sat down to read it as he said.

Xie Yanlai looked at the young man who sat down, his face was like a wood carving and stone sculpture, because the emperor came in and ordered the hall door to be closed, the spring light was blocked outside, and the hall was dim and dark.

"It's really boring." He said, "When reviewing memorials in the future, it should be accompanied by singing and dancing, so that it will be lively."

But being lively doesn’t necessarily mean being fun.

Xie Yanlai lay down again, looking at Diaolianghuadong through the mask.

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When Xie Yanfang was awake, she also heard the news and smiled.

"Look, how good he is at employing people, that's how Mrs. Liang should employ them." He said, "Uncle Cai, you can rest assured."

Cai Bo said: "Young master, if you don't worry, I will rest assured."

Xie Yanfang smiled and said, "Of course I don't worry."

He reached out and pressed his heart.

He will safely wait and see if the old man can feel at ease when the new man replaces the old man.

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On the grassland in spring, white sheep are dotted all over. With a cry, an arrow flies from a distance and lands at the foot of a sheep.

The sheep was frightened, bleating and ran away.

The shepherd not far away felt distressed, called the lamb's name, and shouted to the other side: "Ah Fu, watch out!"

Holding the bow and arrow, Chu Zhao stood up from the hillside and shouted loudly, "Uncle Zhong, do you want me to watch the shot, or not?"

Chapter 8 His God

At the end of last year, Chu Zhao could walk around the entire village three times every night.

In the first month of this year, Chu Zhao was already able to trot outside the village on a horse.

In the beginning of spring, Chu Zhao's archery became the best among the little boys in the school grounds outside the village where children practice Kung Fu.

Now she was no longer satisfied with competing with a group of children in the school grounds, and began to ride a horse outside to show off her skills.

Zhong Changrong watched the girl galloping towards the girl in cloth clothes and scarves, riding a red horse, carrying a bow and carrying arrows.

Although there was a scarf, the spring wind still made her face red.

"Be careful." Zhong Changrong couldn't help saying, motioning her to get off the horse quickly.

Chu Zhao quickly jumped off the horse, which shocked Zhong Changrong again.

"Are you all right?" He said, complaining again, "Mumianhong doesn't care about you, thank you for calling her mother."

Chu Zhao smiled and said, "I'm really fine." At this point, he winked at Zhong Changrong, "I haven't had a mother for decades, so my father and Uncle Zhong will take care of me too."

Zhong Changrong hummed twice in satisfaction, looked at the bow and arrow in her hand, and asked, "Have you recovered your strength?"

Chu Zhao said: "It's still close."

Zhong Changrong said: "I see, otherwise I will eat roasted whole lamb tonight." After saying that, he looked at the sheep again and called 27, and a lamb turned upside down.

He said with a bit of distress: "The leg is a little lame."

Chu Zhao was angry and funny: "Then you are not very good at 27, you will limp when you are scared, how can you charge forward."

"That's why you don't understand." Zhong Changrong glared, "A flock of sheep is different from a human being. We 27 are sentinels. When we give an order, we are very powerful after the lead is broken. With him, I don't need to command. I can let myself go."

Chu Zhao covered his stomach with a smile.

Zhong Changrong also made a special demonstration for her.

Chu Zhao watched Zhong Changrong tame the sheep for a while, and then rode a horse and galloped with the sheep for half a day before being urged back by Zhong Changrong.

"Take good care of your body." He repeatedly urged, "There is no rush to ride a horse or shoot an arrow. Now that we are in a place where no one cares about us, we can live freely. Being happy is more important than anything else."

Chu Zhao responded repeatedly, and told Zhong Changrong not to drink too much, and then urged the horse back to the village.

Since her health recovered, Xiaoman didn't live with her, and she didn't cook. She went back to the residence and let the little red horse find food and drink by herself, and walked straight into Deng Yi's yard by herself.

"Ah Cai." She called.

The servant immediately poked his head out from the kitchen: "Ah Fu is back, the meal will be ready soon."

"What's for dinner today?" Chu Zhao asked expectantly.

"Roasted chicken!" The boy was beaming with joy, "I also bought dried lotus leaves from the market."

Chu Zhaolian said yes.

The servant signaled her: "Go in and wait."

Chu Zhao walked into the room. The hall of Deng Yi's house was much brighter than hers. A blind old woman was sitting by the window fumbling for socks.

"Ah Fu is here." She listened carefully and said with a smile.

Chu Zhao hummed and sat beside her, and praised: "Grandma, the socks you made are so beautiful."

"It doesn't matter whether you look good or not. Both Ah Er and his elder brother have big feet, and they can't wear socks." Deng's mother said, and when she said this, she thought of something, and shouted, "A Er, Ah Er."

This time there was no need for the boy to answer in the kitchen, Chu Zhao said, "Ah Er is still in class."

Deng's mother groaned, as if remembering, and then babbled: "Ah Er studies hard and eats a lot. Ah Da always gives him his own food, lying to him that he has eaten at home." Speaking of Here he shouted again, "Ah Er, remember to repair the graves of your father and elder brother."

Chu Zhao didn't care about Deng's mother's confused words, and nodded: "I remember, he said it."

Then, while Deng's mother repeated these two sentences, the servant brought the food, and after a while, Deng Yi also came in.

"My own Shu Xiu can't eat meat every day." Deng Yi said with a frown.

The boy was very upset: "I only ate meat three days ago, and this chicken was not bought, it was sent by the little grasshopper's mother. The grasshopper can write his own name, and his mother thanked you very much. "

Deng Yi glanced at him: "You accept gifts from anyone."

"This is not called courtesy." The boy corrected, "This is called human affection."

Their master and servant were arguing, and out of the corner of Deng Yi's eye, he saw Chu Zhao tear off a chicken leg——

"Ah Fu." He said, "Your mother is in the village and is the head of the family. She has no shortage of meat."

Chu Zhao smiled and took a big bite out of the chicken leg, and said, "I'm too old, how can I go around my mother." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and tore off the other chicken leg, tore it open and put it into a bowl, and then held Deng's mother's hand Pick it up, "Grandma, chicken legs, eat."

Deng's mother said it was good, and started to eat with the bowl in one hand and the chopsticks in the other.

Chu Zhao picked up his own bowl: "I'm done eating, let's go." Having said that, he added another spoonful of lotus leaf rice to the bowl, and when he walked through the hall, he took another inkstone .

"Borrow it."

These actions were completed in an instant, and when I dropped this sentence, the person had disappeared into the room.

Deng Yi frowned and looked out the door, shaking his head.

"Ah Er, your father and brother—"

"I remember, go fix it right away."

Stepping into his own door, the chatter of Deng Yi's family was cut off. Chu Zhao walked into the study, finished the rice and meat slowly, then took out the inkstone and started to grind ink.

Spread a large sheet of paper on the table.

Chu Zhao was patrolling online, drawing with a pen from time to time. She was so focused that she didn't notice it until Deng Yi spoke.

"What are you doing?"

Chu Zhao looked up and saw Deng Yi standing in the hall, and said, "It's nothing, let's draw."

Painting is painting, why add it?Is it because I don't know what I'm doing?

Deng Yi simply walked in and saw the drawings on the table. The mountains and rivers on the drawings were majestic, and lines shot through them like arrows, causing waves.

"Your Majesty, this is drawing a marching and combat map." He said.

There is only girl Afu in Qingmu Village, never a concubine.

I don't know whether Deng Yi's name was intentional or blurted out unintentionally.

Chu Zhao didn't care, neither admitted nor denied, but instead asked him: "How is it? The painting is very energetic, right?"

Deng Yi said: "How about the spirit?"

"I can't do anything when I have the spirit of painting." Chu Zhao said, looking at the drawings, and then raised his head with a smile, "When I become more energetic, it will be more than just a picture."

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"What did you say you were going to do?"

Both Zhong Changrong and Mumianhong were called, looking at the picture on the table and listening to Chu Zhao's words, they were a little surprised.

Chu Zhaodao: "I want to punish rape and eradicate evil. On the side of Qing Dynasty, I want to declare to the world that Empress Chu is innocent."

Zhong Changrong and Mu Mianhong looked at her with shocked expressions, but it was more complicated.

"Azhao, this matter is too hateful to talk about." Zhong Changrong said, with a look of bitterness on his face, "He, Mrs. Xie, and that little emperor are indeed deceiving people too much. You are right that you can't swallow it."

Chu Zhaodao: "It's not that I can't swallow this breath. It's not that this matter is fair or unfair. I never expected Xie and His Majesty to treat our Chu family differently. This matter is very simple. It's just a game. I did lose, I lost.”

Having said that, she smiled again.

"But I am not discouraged by defeat, and I am not dead, so I will do it again."

Xiaoman standing behind Mu Mianhong couldn't help but said: "Don't you want to be a queen? At that time, Xie Yanfang went crazy, isn't it because of this, you don't have to be now, isn't this what you want now? Why do you want to be a queen?" kill back?"

If you know today, why should you be in the beginning.

Although Zhong Changrong didn't like Xiaoman's attitude, he didn't scold her this time, he hesitated and said: "Uncle Zhong is not afraid of war, you know that Uncle Zhong is not afraid of anything, but, Ah Zhao, are you worried that the court will threaten us again? It’s really unnecessary, Ah Jiu—well, as long as Ah Jiu wants to do it, he can do things well, with him around, we can feel at ease.”

Chu Zhao looked at Xiaoman and said, "I had a falling out with Xie Yanfang because I was the empress, but it wasn't. I went back today because I wanted to be the empress, and it wasn't."

Xiaoman got a headache from hearing this.

Chu Zhao looked at Zhong Changrong again: "I know that Ah Jiu is sitting in the imperial city, holding back the endless pursuit for us, of course I also believe that Ah Jiu can protect us well, but in this life, I still want to Protect yourself."

Zhong Changrong thought, what is this life and that life?Also a slight headache.

"I want to be a queen because I can do it myself, not relying on anyone's support, let alone someone's gift. If I don't want to be a queen, I will arrange the world and my future, not others. "Chu Zhao went on to say, "I don't want others to do it for me, or I don't believe that others can do it for me. In this life, what I want, I must do it myself."

"Originally, I, Chu Zhao, will die here, and that's it."

"But this time I was lucky enough to meet Ah Jiu, Xiaoman, mother, Uncle Zhong, you are here, I am not dead, I am alive, and I still have the ability."

"Then I, Chu Zhao, can't stop here, and this matter can't stop here, otherwise, I will live this life in vain."