Outside the Yikun Palace, Wang Ti stood respectfully. Even if no one around looked at him, he tried hard to make his appearance look extremely respectful.

The same is true for the good minister, but he stood quietly while looking at the king's body.

The two have completely different mentalities at this time, one is awe of the rules in the palace, and the other is a sigh of relief to this era.

Identity determines a person's status and also determines a person's mentality.

The eunuch who was the Sili in the Year of the Heavenly Revelation, the big gust among the big gusts, was more like a little fireman who had made a mistake, so he always lowered his head and didn't dare to look around.

Everyone wants to change their destiny, and Wang Tigan is no exception. Although he serves as Fengyu in Shangshen Supervisor, he sees that this is the case in his life.

If there is no big opportunity, he might have been in Shangshenjian until his death.

This time he went to Suning was the first time Wang Tigan sent a mission to the palace for so many years. Now, it was the first time he was so close to the real Lord of the Six Palaces.

Perhaps, the emperor was with the imperial concubine.

The king's breathing was very rapid, and he was waiting for his decision to change. In the palace, a word or a trivial word was enough to make him go to heaven or into the earth.

Liangchen could feel the uneasiness in Wang Tigan's heart, and could vaguely know what this future Da Yan was thinking. However, he didn't want to pour cold water on the other party.

It was not until after the Apocalypse ascended the throne, Wang Tigan was moved from Shangshen to the eunuch of Sili Bingbi. After Wang An felled, Wang Tigan decisively defected to the second uncle and Baba, and relied on the guest Wei to ascend to the throne of Sili's eunuch as the eunuch of Sili.

Therefore, in the next ten years, this future ancestor of the Palm Seal will not become a storm, and his job will still be Shangshenjian. It is not possible to be powerful. At most, it can only make more money.

The second uncle is not only the golden thigh of the good minister, but also the golden thigh of many famous figures in history.

The Wang Tigan and Xu Xianchun who Liangchen, whom Liangchen, whom he has met, are essentially waiting for his second uncle just like Chikuosui.

The second uncle is like the pretty girl who has been coming out for a long time and still holding a pipa and half-covering her face.

Now, he is still dormant and cannot exhale.

………

It is obviously fake to say that he is calm and looks at the woman who is about to be summoned with an equal eye or even a downward look.

Liangchen was also worried. He didn't know what Concubine Zheng had to do to bring him to Beijing for so much effort.

He just handed in a blank book and wrote a limerick poem.

Does this woman think she is interesting like her brother?

Could it be that this woman wanted to rush to the front desk from behind the scenes and lead a vigorous anti-Confucian second-second movement?

In this case, Liangchen's Bai Juan would be a revolutionary opportunity, which could hit Kong Laoer's disciples with a heavy blow.

However, the two women have been apart for hundreds of years, and the times have never met each other.

It is a bit of a dream that feudal society launched a fundamental anti-feudal movement.

Not to mention just being a concubine, you are the queen, and even the emperor himself can participate in it.

Because, this is an enemy of the whole world.

Liangchen really couldn't figure out what this woman wanted to do. Anyway, his identity as a human being for two lives was worthless in front of this woman.

Because, the huge difference in identity lies there.

Liangchen regretted that he shouldn't have written randomly on the portrait of the woman, because he realized that the woman in the painting was probably Concubine Zheng himself.

In terms of age, it is very likely that women are all about forty years.

As for the Imperial Concubine, of course she likes others to praise her for her beauty, dignity, beauty and generosity, virtuousness, and even comparable to virtuous queens.

But I'm afraid I don't like being called "I'm".

Liangchen regretted it very much. He had known that the person in the painting was Concubine Zheng, so he would not have written it like this.

Now, we can only leave it to fate.

Two people, one with birds and the other without birds, stood quietly in front of the palace gate, the sound of Jinghou Palace.

At the palace gate, someone finally came out, but it was the eunuch who had just entered with the portrait.

"Eunuch Liu!" Wang Ti's waist bent down again.

"The Empress said you did a good job, go back." The concubine's eunuch Liu Cheng came out. He nodded slightly and waved his hand to signal Wang Ti to return to his prison.

Wang Tigan hesitated for a while, and finally asked nothing. He slowly took a few steps back, and then left silently.

There was no expression on his face, and there was no joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, but the good minister could clearly notice that the prince's steps were a little stiff.

Obviously, Wang Tigan was disappointed, and it would have been the case if he had been a good minister.

I waited for so long with hope, but only waited for a word to go back. Anyone would be extremely disappointed.

After Wang Ti left, Liu Cheng turned around and looked at Wei Liangchen and smiled and said, "Small case leader, go in with our family. The empress is waiting to see you."

"Ah? Yes."

Liangchen was stunned for a moment, followed Liu Cheng carefully into the hall. What made him feel good about it was that this Eunuch Liu treated him well and had a smile on his face, which at least showed that the portrait did not have any negative impact on him.

Concubine Zheng’s Yikun Palace is obviously much more luxurious than Zhu Changluo’s Eastern Palace. It can be seen that he has been decorated in many places. From the rockery garden to the floor, it looks unique.

The Liangchen saw the palace servants who were more beautiful than the Eastern Palace, and the inner prisoners were full of energy, and they were full of vitality from the inside out. Compared to the Eastern Palace, it was really a world of difference.

In front of a side hall, Liu Cheng stopped and signaled Liangchen to stand here and not move, and then went into the hall to report. Liangchen certainly would not move, because there were several internal supervisors on both sides staring at him.

"The emperor, empress, and the Wei Liangchen of Suning were brought here." When Liu Cheng entered the hall, Wanli was still lying on the bamboo chair. Concubine Zheng was looking at the white scroll.

"Call him in." Concubine Zheng put down Wei Liangchen's paper, looked at her husband lying on the bamboo chair, and smiled and said, "You are talking about Qingliu. Are you showing some of the emperor's majesty?"

"It's great." Wanli laughed, "It's just like that, it's too serious, it's easy to scare that living treasure."

Concubine Zheng asked her husband: "He is here, what do you want to say?"

Wanli smiled and shook his head: "I won't say it, you have agreed that you have summoned the person."

"Didn't you say this little guy is interesting? He wants to call him to meet him, but why did I want to meet him?"

"You and I are one, and I are one. My meeting means you meet, and your meeting means I meet. What's the difference?"

"Your Majesty can coax people more than the old nanny."

"Old madam is not as good as me."

Wanli likes to make fun of Concubine Zheng the most. Whenever there are any troubles in the court, he can always be relieved by Concubine.

Concubine Zheng suddenly whispered: "The person is here."

"oh?"
Chapter completed!