Gu Feizhou took out a pen and paper, and began to replay the old lady's life in their memories.

If we take the time of Yan Wuji's enthronement as the axis, the past of the old queen mother is exactly what they are experiencing now, so they press the no? table and skip it.

And the future of the old lady is exactly their past life?

Gu Feizhou picked up a pen to record, and Weixinghu scratched his head, "Why not? Use Sima Xianyao instead of the three words old lady?"

"There are still doubts about the identity of that woman. If she is called Sima Xianyao, it will be troublesome if others see her. But no one else in the world knows about the three characters of the old lady except you and me. If someone asks From the beginning, it is said that they are all characters in the book and false words."

Satellite Lake gave a thumbs up, "Feizhou, you are so smart."

"Stop talking about wasted work? Hurry up and replay. No? Of course? It's too late, can't you make it to lunch?"

"You're right! I asked the kitchen in the morning. I have pig's trotters today. Is that cold? It's delicious." Satellite Lake helped Gu Feizhou bring a small tea table and put it on the bed, which is convenient for him to write.

Gu Feizhou brushed away the miscellaneous hair at the end of the brush, and cursed: "You know? You know how to eat."

The tip of the ink-stained pen fell on the rice paper, and the review of the old lady's life began in the quarrel between "the pigs in the pigsty are not as edible as you!" and "you are the pig!"

Speaking of the life of the old lady, it can be called a legend.

She became the queen mother when she was young? She has a son who is not related to her by blood.

In the huge palace? There are only orphans and widows left behind.

Although the Sima family is her backing, the family is too large, and the men in the family have their own ghosts. They say that she is alone and helpless, but there is nothing wrong with it.

But she is an extremely smart woman, and soon found another thing she can rely on besides the family? That is imperial power.

Imperial power is not the same as the emperor. The emperor is a symbol of imperial power, but the person who really uses imperial power is not necessarily the emperor.

Not long after Yan Wuji ascended the throne, the old empress began to listen to the government behind the curtain.

It is not easy for a woman to fight to create a world in the court that belongs to men.The courtiers initially did not approve of the women in the harem entering the court, because it might subvert the political power that belonged to men.

But Yan Wuji is too young, even if he just takes the jade seal and stamps the official documents handled by the courtiers, it is too difficult for a child of four or five years old, but the adults who belong to the courtiers They can not? Can not replace the emperor.

Efficiency is not equal, so many important affairs are delayed.

At this point, the writing brush was a little dry. Gu Feizhou moistened the tip of the pen with his tongue, and then wrote, "With the gradual accumulation of official documents, many yamen in the three provinces, six ministries, and even local governments have stopped functioning."

The courtiers gradually realized the seriousness of the situation.

Under such a premise, a person who can help the emperor solve government affairs and at the same time communicate effectively with courtiers is indispensable.

In previous dynasties, such a role was often played by the emperor's teacher.

But the old lady who came out of the harem broke this convention.With her excellent eloquence and outstanding ability, she proved to the courtiers that she was capable of taking on this important task.

The courtiers did not comment on this, but acquiesced in her behavior of listening to the government behind the curtain and reviewing the memorials.

The brush was dry again, and Gu Feizhou licked the tip of the brush again, and his pink, tender, tender lips were instantly blackened.Satellite Lake, don't know? Know where? I took a tomato, and my mouth was full of red juice.

The bodies of the two are one big and one small, with one red and one black mouth, they "complement each other".

Weixinghu complained, "Eat the nib when you write two characters. Don't you want to use the bowl I have eaten? Will you use it now? I think the nib is dirty." He took a bite of the tomato and thought: "I will take this one from you next time. Use the pen to clean the toilet, see if you can smell it? You can smell it. When you eat the nib next time, I will say that your pen has been dipped in my own...hehehe."

Thinking of this, Weixinghu covered his mouth and snickered, thinking cheaply: "Oh, if this is the case, would he beat me to death if he knew? Hahahaha..."

Gu Feizhou raised his head and saw a tomato the size of a fist, with only one eighth?

"I'm hungry." Satellite Lake took out a tomato from his arms, rubbed it on his body, and handed it to Gu Feizhou, "I left one for you."

"Go! Go! Go!"

After being rejected by Gu Feizhou, Wei Xinghu ate the tomato in his hand, took a bite of the new tomato, and said disdainfully: "No? Eat it? Eat it, I beg you to eat it?" He was eating , while moving to Gu Feizhou's side.

The rice paper is now densely filled with words, Weixinghu looked at it twice and felt dizzy.

After seeing words such as "imperial power is not equal to the emperor", "involved in political power", "no? Negative"... After he slapped his thigh, he said anxiously: "You wrote some of these are not What are you doing! No? It’s a replay! Write the key points! Why are you writing a history book biography for her under such a premise!”

Gu Feizhou paused in his pen, he was bullied for nothing, but he woke up like a dream.When he organized the files, he always focused on rigor, but now that he hasn't corrected it for a while, it is actually a cumbersome whole.

Before he could figure out what to write next, Satellite Lake already ate the tomato, reached out to wipe it on his clothes, then clapped his hands, and bounced Gu Feizhou away with a flick of his ass.

He rolled up his sleeves and grabbed the pen, and coaxed: "You scholars, write something? It's smelly and long, and only ghosts can understand it. Here, I will show you what dry goods are! What is writing in a few words? Be clear about one thing."

The body of Gu Feizhou's milk doll was bounced away by Mr. Weixinghu's body. He threw himself on the quilt, rubbed his little belly, and saw Weixinghu pick up the pen determined to win, his heart felt like a landslide.

People who want to dance and perform when describing an event, don't use words to write about the event!

I saw Weixing Lake spread the rice paper, the brush in his hand was covered with ink, and he wrote——

"Later, this old lady started to do bad things?

"Two times in three days, people are arrested and spanked. Ass.

"I was only in my teens at that time, and everyone who met me said I was cute. Hmph! But she couldn't see my strengths, saying that I was in the palace every day? Running around, asking the emperor to borrow money , it's unsightly..."

Xingxinghu didn't know how to write "Zhan", so he blacked out the three characters "unsightly" with ink balls.

"She asked me to apologize and write a review. Then she is the queen mother. My father said to give her face, so I did it.

"In the end, this vicious woman sent someone to beat me up! I even called a group of people to come and watch. At that time, Fei Zhou happened to grow up and was super beautiful, so I bragged to him about everything. No one in Chang'an dares to fight? Me.

"Then he was at the gate of the palace and saw me being pushed on the bench, taking off my pants and spanking my ass."

Later, Satellite Lake simply stopped writing and began to draw comics with a pen. The circle represents the head, and the character "big" represents the body. People with separated heads and identities began to dance and perform on the rice paper...

Gu Feizhou watched from the side, and didn't dare to sigh. The person holding the pen was still in high spirits. If he sighed and was heard, he would die if the bear's paw flew over him.

No? Know? No? Jue Xingxinghu has already drawn seven or eight pictures. While drawing, he giggled and said to himself, "Hey, let me draw a poop on her head?" On the circle, a lump of poop was drawn.

It was still smoking, and it was hot.

Gu Feizhou couldn't help but burst out laughing. He covered his stomach and said to Weixinghu: "Xing'er, how can there be someone like you? You can still talk about yourself while painting there? Laugh out loud, I'm convinced You." After speaking, he twitched with laughter.

"What's drawing! I'm writing!" Satellite Lake looked down, and found that? I don't know? When did it start? The paper is full of small people, small animals, buildings... two-legged, four-legged , alive, dead, alive, dead...

Everything, but no words.

Satellite Lake blushed, and covered it with a clean blank rice paper.

As long as he doesn't see it, it doesn't exist.

He coughed twice, and criticized Gu Feizhou: "I'm serious about writing! Don't bother me! You're always talking and laughing, so I can't write."

"Okay, okay, you write." Gu Feizhou supported his little head and watched, "I'm happy that you are willing to write."

"Huh!" Weixing Hu pursed his lips, took a brush, and began to blame the old lady.

"Later, I didn't know what happened. Anyway, the war was about to start.

"The one surnamed Qin doesn't know? Do you know? He has an affair with her and listens to her in everything."

"Hey hey." Gu Feizhou interrupted: "Who is the surname Qin? Where is he going? Fighting? Having an affair? Don't you know? True or false, don't write it down."

"What are you doing!" Weixinghu raised his eyebrows, right? Reasonable: "I'm going to write!"

"Okay, okay, write, write, write."

Satellite Lake was about to continue writing, when his mind suddenly went blank, and he said anxiously: "I've already said it, don't interrupt me, I don't even know what's going on behind it!"

Gu Feizhou coaxed: "Okay, okay, don't I? I'm done. I'll grind the ink for you." After speaking, he picked up the ink stick and began to grind the ink.

Satellite Lake seriously recalled the past, didn't he? He consciously sucked at the brush.

"Then that Qin guy didn't know? Where did he come from? A son appeared, and he ran to Yan Wuji's place and cried, saying that he was going to die, what a mess.

"Then Lao Qi said that it was a blessing that the child was able to come to the world. Don't you tell General Qin? Don't blame yourself too much, and what is human nature? It's normal.

"then……"

Satellite Lake became more and more difficult to write, his mouth was full of ink, and several hairs were pulled out.

He threw the pen away, moved his body, sat on the other side of the bed, and said to Gu Feizhou, "Oh, can I write? Come on, write."

As soon as the live voice fell, a wet towel was stuffed into his mouth. Gu Feizhou didn't know when he wiped his mouth clean, and he couldn't see any ink.

"Hurry up and wipe it, this mouth is full of ink, won't you eat pig's trotters right away? It will taint the smell?"

Satellite Lake's eyes lit up, yes!Something so delicious as pig's trotters? How can it be mixed with ink?

He hurriedly wiped his mouth left and right with the towel, and after wiping the front and the back, he didn't think so? He jumped out of bed and said, "I'm going to rinse my mouth."

Gu Feizhou sat back in front of the small coffee table, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said dotingly: "I know how to eat." After speaking, he followed the crooked big characters of Weixinghu, and continued to write a bunch of small regular script.

"Qin Renjie, who came from a humble background, was judged by his military merits, and was promoted to the top general after he put down the bandits in the west and south.

After returning to Chang'an to report on his duties, he was favored by the Queen Mother for his meritorious service as a young man, and was rewarded with the post of General of Shenwumen, patrolling the streets and guarding the palace gates.

Satellite Lake came back with a mouthwash cup, stood at the door and shouted, "Feizhou, let's have lunch!"

Huo Yujian had already walked back, and when he saw a string of small characters written by Gu Feizhou, he immediately found a blind spot, pointed at "Chui Lian" and said, "They said they didn't have a leg!"

"go with!"

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