Black belly is also a kind of cute

There is no word on the stele, and the merits and demerits of thousands of years can be commented on by others.Wang Yao touched the smooth stone tablet, and thought of the woman standing proudly at the top again in his mind.

The first time we met, she was only 14 years old, standing in the imperial garden, looking at the garden full of spring, laughing and laughing, like every woman who comes here, has a dream, but may not be able to get favored, but, suddenly, Wang Yao found that the woman's eyes reflected his own figure.

"Are you a ghost?" The childish woman stretched out her hand, but touched the warm entity, "Who are you, why can't you see clearly?"

"I'll tell you the answer when you see it clearly." Wang Yao was surprised, but he didn't say much. As the incarnation of this country, very few people can see him, and very few people can touch him. , unless... is your own controller, the master of this country...

The post-autumn sun is bright and bright, shining on the light yellow clothes, the woman's plump figure is light and majestic.A talented person who is not favored by the current emperor, and a ninth prince who has no hope of inheriting the throne, both appear here.

Wang Yao picked up the wine glass, and he always saw some very wonderful things... It can only be said that it is destiny, and the prince can only barely know his existence. Another stroke in the history books, perhaps, this time is already doomed.

"I'm back." In the huge palace, the excited voice was like a declaration. How many women were exiled from the palace and returned to the palace, looking for the thousand-year history of emperors?In the empty hall, only she looked at Wang Yao with burning eyes, "I know who you are now!"

"Oh?" Raising eyebrows, there are many emperors who can see themselves, but there are very few who can understand.

"You are...our Tang Dynasty." The woman smiled confidently. She was a young woman full of style. A frown and a smile at a man was enough to make one lose one's soul. The man in the highest place perishes.

"No, I'm Huaxia." Wang Yao still smiled lightly like a breeze, that emperor is certainly powerful, but now this little maid may be the real dragon.

"Really?" The woman made a mistake first, but she was not disappointed, but smiled, "Isn't this country just Tang Dynasty?"

Holding the jade seal in her hand, she can decide everything about the empress dowager, the beauties of the harem, and even the affairs of the temple.

"Because you are the queen of the Tang Dynasty." Wang Yao still held the cup, as if he didn't care about the woman's face that turned cold in an instant, and continued, "Mr. Wu."

"There are many queens, but I will be different from any one." The sonorous and forceful words resounded loudly.

Chang/An sighed slightly, but Luo/Yang laughed softly.

"That woman is too ambitious, I'm afraid I'll see Empress Lu again!" Chang/An has always believed that the Li family is the orthodox Tang Dynasty, but the current emperor is obviously powerless, and the Wu family is still continuing to promote his relatives Dependents... This is the prelude to the change of dynasty.

"That's not bad, I'd rather accept a strong empress than let a cowardly emperor consume us." Luo/Yang still smiled. There are many new landlords and officials on his side, and he doesn't have much affection for those noble families.

"Brother, I'm afraid you're going to suffer again." Chang/An sighed, every time there was a change of dynasty, bloody storms were inevitable.

"Not necessarily," Wang Yao looked at the crescent moon in the sky, with a weird smile on his lips, "I'm afraid this woman will surprise us."

"It's just a powerful empress dowager..." Luo/Yang just saw Wang Yao's sharp eyes when he said this, maybe it will really surprise everyone.

The moonlight shone down, and the strands stretched to the distance. Empress Wu woke up and found that this was not a dream.The long strands of threads dragged all the way to the outside of the hall.Standing up with the clothes on, looking at the faintly visible silk threads on his fingertips, he walked back and forth.

On the high terrace, there was no one around, only Wang Yao was sitting on the ground, playing a Jiaoweiqin, the sound of the piano was desolate and melodious, just the end of the strands of silk thread.

"What's going on here?" Empress Wu asked in surprise while holding the silk thread.

"It can only be said that now you are the highest decision-maker in this country, and your every move will affect this country." The tone was light, as if he was not talking about himself.

"Then aren't you a puppet in my hand?" The young woman giggled, in a trance, she saw the martial artist who had just entered the palace again.

"Yes, not all." Wang Yao has seen the madness of many emperors when they ascended the throne, and the excitement of many people after gaining real power. At this moment, the calmness of this woman in front of him makes people a little curious. "Although you can issue laws and change society, in this country, even the emperor cannot decide everything."

"I'm not the emperor yet." The woman lowered her head and said unhappily, "They even thought my real name was Wu Meiniang!"

Mei Niang, the name bestowed by the emperor, will be honored by others, but the woman in front of her is clearly disgusted.That's right, for ordinary people, it may be the hindrance and filth of that love history, but for this woman with a higher heart than the sky, I'm afraid it's a brand of being branded by a man, which makes her feel extremely ashamed.

The wound on his wrist was cracked, and his robe was wet with blood. Wang Yao frowned. The border is still unstable. Every time there is a conflict, his body will also have problems.

During the civil strife, Empress Wu saw that his eyes were bleeding, lit a furnace of red sandalwood incense, and said lightly, "On September 29, Yang Jingye raised troops in Yangzhou, and I will solve it before December."

In this civil strife, in the name of Kuangfu Li's dynasty, there are many vassals, and the opponent is a famous general of the court. In comparison, Wu's internal affairs are excellent, but the military system is not good enough.

"They don't want to fight." Wang Yao thought for a while, but still smiled. She is tyrannical, cruel, shrewd, cunning...all of them paved the way for her to move forward, but the most special thing about her is that She knows that the world will be stable only when the people are stable. Even though the upper-level officials have been changed several times and the nobles of the Li family have been bloodbathed, the people still live and work in peace and contentment. Who would want to rebel?

On November [-], Xu Jingye was defeated and fled.Wang Yao looked at his red and swollen eyes, and knew that there was nothing serious about it. This woman is really a god who blocks and kills gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas, even her own children.

"Do you think they are afraid of me because of my status?" The Empress Dowager Wu sat on a high seat, looking at Wang Yao with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.

"You know not." Drinking light tea, he has seen so many emperors and queens, of course he understands, "It is because of your ingenuity that you can make those ministers who are dragons and phoenixes submit to you, and you can stabilize the vast Tang Dynasty. .”

Not only smart, but also wise and gentle, using different strategies in different places to deal with the storms, these have made him and her.

"My intelligence is not inferior to anyone, but I am qualified to do this because I am a woman of the Li family, their queen, queen mother." Gritting her teeth, she was clearly unwilling.

Wang Yao smiled lightly, he lived for too long, it is very difficult to find something that excites him, it is really difficult.

In the first year of Zaichu (690), Wu Zetian abolished Ruizong and changed the name of the country to Zhou.

Looking at the woman in front of him who is nearly seven years old but has the same ambition as before, Wang Yao raised his glass and said, "After so many years, your wish has finally come true."

"Yes, unfortunately, I am already old." Wu Zetian caressed the fine wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, "But you are richer and stronger than before."

Silence, for myself, the life span of these children is too short.

"Do you hate me? You've overturned your millennium-old tradition." The woman said apologetically, but she had a smug smile on her face.

Wang Yao walked to the edge of the terrace, looked at the distant sky, and said lightly, "Wan Bang came to court, you did it."

It has always been the highest achievement of monarchs to rule the world and come to court from all nations, but there are very few who can do it... This woman stands at the highest place and holds the world in her arms.

Busy with political affairs, trapped in private affairs.After that, Wang Yao seldom saw that woman again. When Luo Yang told Wang Yao that the female character gave him the name "瞾", Wang Yao smiled faintly. Has this day finally come?

Gaining and losing are inevitable from the very beginning.

When the old woman who was nearly eighty years old handed over the power of the country, Wang Yao sighed quietly, not knowing whether it was regret or sadness.

"I didn't expect to see you again." The gray-haired old woman turned her head, her eyes were no longer beautiful, she was old.

"You should have gotten used to it when you saw me."

"I am no longer your monarch, let alone your subject. I am afraid that after my death, they will try their best to remove traces of my existence."

"Those are your descendants, and you will enjoy the offering of incense for future generations in the temple." Wang Yao smiled slightly, "I will remember you, Emperor Zetian, Wu Zetian."

"Hehe, I have spent my whole life in exchange for your congratulations from all over the world. I have no regrets." Wu Zetian sighed quietly, her tone full of helplessness.

"You are doing it for yourself. The blue hair turns frosty, in exchange for a lifetime of fame, wealth and power." Pointing it out mercilessly, the exiled monarch smiled faintly.

"I'm old, you're still so young."

"But you are still a national beauty, a stroke that will never fade." Closing the woman's eyes, a generation of legends withered and fell, but it laid the foundation for the Tang Dynasty to reach its peak.