When I became a Jade-faced Fox

It's almost the end of the year again, and Han Wanning has also finished her confinement. She came back today with her baby in her arms.

"Grandma, look." Yu'er still didn't dare to touch this soft and fragile little thing.

I just look at and touch it, I don’t dare to hug it.

"He's fine, and he's plump. Let Zhu Bin hold him while you take a rest."

Han Wanning readily agreed, and Zhu Bin quickly brought his little son over.

"It's freezing cold, why are you taking your kids out?"

"Grandma, don't worry, I gave birth smoothly and I am taking good care of myself."

Zhu Bin took over the conversation, "I was also thinking that the New Year is coming soon, so I wanted to take my grandpa and mom out."

Yu'er naturally agreed.

If it weren't for the New Year, so many people would be vying to burn the first incense sticks, and Yu'er would have gone back to the clan's homeland with Yanniang, Mr. Wen and Hongrui.

During the New Year, who doesn’t want to be with their parents?

"Sir, look."

It's almost the end of the year and the city is very busy. Many children go out of the city to pick red plums to sell.

Yan Niang brought back a bouquet.

"It looks beautiful. It makes people feel warm inside." Yu'er ran over quickly and got close to smell it.

"Then I'll put it in your room for you."

"You should also save a few for yourself. I always think bright colors suit you best."

Yan Niang also agreed with a smile, "Then I'll go find the vase."

Yan Niang took out a cigarette and gave it to Yu'er to play with.

"What are you thinking about?" Yu'er's eyes kept moving between Hongrui and Hongmei.

"I thought this plum blossom hairpin would look great behind my brother's ear, but the red plum blossoms are so passionate and unrestrained that they look too gaudy for my brother."

"White plum blossoms don't fit the scene, green plum blossoms are more elegant and better."

Hong Rui's fan also appeared at the right time, tapping it on his palm, "I'll just listen to this nice talk."

Pretending not to care, the corners of his mouth remained curved.

"This plum blossom is so beautiful. I want to paint it."

Wen Wen came out from behind and saw the red plum in Yu'er's hand at a glance.

The pure red color is really eye-catching.

"Just paint it. Maybe it's been a long time since we last saw Mr. Wen's masterpiece."

After saying that, the three of them burst into laughter.

At this time of year, everyone is busy preparing New Year goods, but the temple is not busy.

When Yu'er mentioned Green Plum during the day, she began to feel itchy.

The closest green plum must be in the Tang Palace!

The next day at noon, heavy snow was flying all over the sky, but it did not stop Yu'er. She ran into the Tang Palace with just a thought.

Who would have thought that just as I found the plum blossoms, I heard someone coming.

Disappointing!

Yu'er quickly transformed into a white plum blossom and clung tightly to the remaining tree trunk.

It turned out that it was Wu Zetian who came. Yes, now she has ascended the throne and is called the Great Emperor Zetian, and the reign is named Tianshou.

This was the second year of Tianshou.

Yu'er saw from the tree that the accompanying palace maids and eunuchs quickly arranged wine, drinks and snacks.

Yes, it is snowing heavily today, the red plum blossoms are like flames, and the white plum blossoms are like clouds. It is a beautiful scenery without a doubt.

Unfortunately, they came too early and hadn't found Green Plum yet.

Yu'er slipped away while Wu Zetian was drinking, and when she saw the green plums, she found that most of them were still shy and had not bloomed.

Yu'er admired the flowers for a moment, then ruthlessly broke off two branches, one for Hongrui and the other for Mr. Wen.

The red plum blossoms in my and Yan Niang's house can bloom for three to five days if we take good care of them.

Don't rush to change.

Yu'er returned the same way, but heard Wu Zetian's dissatisfaction, saying that although the plum blossoms were beautiful, they were not as good as all the blooming flowers and were really monotonous.

Yu'er didn't care. Flowers, plants and trees all have their own seasons throughout the year. How could she do whatever she wanted?

"It's really open?" Yu'er threw a chestnut into her mouth.

"That's right. It's the Peony Fairy who prevented the peonies from blooming."

Wei Mingzhang came to visit again, and every time he came he brought the freshest melons.

Yu'er nodded, indicating that it was normal.

Other flower fairies might compromise because Wu Zetian is a human monarch.

But peony is the king of flowers, and it has its own integrity.

"There's also a poem that came out."

Wei Mingzhang repeated the poem, which was quite easy to understand.

I will visit Shangyuan Garden tomorrow morning to herald the arrival of spring. The flowers must bloom overnight, don't wait for the morning breeze to blow.

"It couldn't be explained any more clearly." Yu'er took another handful of pine nuts and started cracking them.

"Here comes the most important part," Wei Mingzhang was picking and choosing ginkgo nuts from the box of dried fruits.

"Because it didn't bloom, the peony was banished to Luoyang, the eastern capital."

"There's nothing wrong with it. Maybe it will be more beautiful if it's somewhere else."

Although the old saying goes, "A tree that is moved will die, but a person who moves will live," it is not entirely true.

"But speaking of this, does she dislike Luoyang? That shouldn't be the case."

Wei Mingzhang certainly understood what Yu'er meant.

Because she lost her first daughter, Wu Zetian actually never liked Chang'an. She loved Luoyang more. She and Li Zhi spent a very happy time in Luoyang.

"It's hard to say whether she likes it or not. I think she might be afraid of being reminded of the past."

As it turned out, the facts were completely different from what Wei Mingzhang said.

Yu'er and Wei Mingzhang were thinking out of habit, thinking that there was some divine intervention involved.

In fact, this was just a method that Wu Zetian came up with to consolidate her royal power.

Yu'er didn't expect it to be such a coincidence.

She just thought that since the flowers in the Shangyuan Garden of the Tang Palace were blooming, she should go over and take a look. It was rare to see so many flowers blooming in one place.

I happened to run into Wu Zetian standing with a man in official uniform.

"Thanks to you, we were able to break their plan. When the storm of this matter is over, I will promote you to be the president of the Hun Tian Supervisory Council."

Yu'er was not sure about the identity of this man at first. When the words "Huantian Supervisory Office" came out, she understood instantly.

The Hun Tian Supervisory Office is the Qin Tian Jian that has been passed down to later generations.

They were responsible for observing celestial phenomena and promulgating the calendar.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. You are a man of good fortune. I am willing to sacrifice my life for you."

"Okay, now that this matter is settled, they will give up their thoughts of rebellion."

"Although this period of time is not easy, it will always be worth it."

Wu Zetian felt that a huge stone hanging over her heart had finally been removed.

"Your Majesty, you will surely get what you want in the future, and everything will go smoothly."

"Okay, I'll take your advice."

When Yu'er heard this, she knew there was no follow-up. She looked at the flowers a few more times and then went back home.

It’s really amazing! It’s also a big deal!

However, if she didn't even understand this little bit of strategy, it would be impossible for her to sit on the throne of the emperor as a woman.

Yu'er calculated the time and found that Empress Wu Zetian still had more than ten years to reign.

I'm afraid there will be many more interesting things like this.

Yu'er was looking forward to seeing what kind of achievements this woman, who was known in history as Lü Wu together with Lü Zhi, the wife of Emperor Gaozu of Han, could make.

It is also a great honor to witness with one's own eyes the birth, growth and decline of the only empress in history.