Chapter 1(1)()

Luoyang, Shangyang Palace, Imperial Garden.

The Guanfeng Pavilion is already an endgame. Wu Zetian was wearing a crimson purple brocade robe and leaned on the couch obliquely. The warm autumn sun gently spread on her body and face. The queen, who is over 70 years old, has spring eyes and delicate lips, and she actually emits a beautiful face like a young woman. She looked at the man opposite her eyes intently, her eyes full of love. Such abundant and passionate love, such a bud of early spring, usually only blooms on the girl who is just beginning to love, and now she releases a terrifying power on this old woman who is drooping in the evening like a glimpse of the twilight old woman. However, when this power is generated on a queen who rules the world, what kind of atmosphere will it be covered with? At this time,

At this moment, she didn't care about all this. She only had the pure and beautiful face like a lotus in front of her, and the body that was spread out in the palm of her hand every night without any flaws. Yes, she was in the Nine Cauldrons, extremely noble, and was below the world. Only she, the only one, as a woman, reached the peak of the masses. However, as a woman, she still had the most secret desire and the most passionate desire. In this aging body, with power, it burned to a level that even she could not control herself. This is also very good. It doesn't matter. Her beliefs are still firm, and her mind is still taxed and profitable. Who else can enjoy all this in her twilight years?

"Your Majesty, it's your turn." The man spoke, throwing his charming eyes over.

"Yes." Wu Zetian responded lazily, smiling slightly, but did not move.

"Your Majesty, if you don't make a move, you will lose this game." The man said again, his tone exudes a scent of being obedient.

"Well, then I will lose."

"Oh, Your Majesty, Liu Lang is going to invite a reward."

"Okay, what do you want? I'll see if I can give it to you."

"Liulang, Liulang wants..."

"Hmm, what?"

Wu Zetian closed his eyes slightly, and before he could answer, he couldn't help but open his eyes in confusion. However, he saw Zhang Changzong stretching out his handsome face, sitting upright as cold as ice, but his hands spasmly tearing the ribbon on his robe.

"Your Majesty. Di Renjie respectfully asked the Holy One." Wu Zetian raised her head suddenly, and Di Renjie was kneeling and kowtowed.

"Oh, it's the Grand Master, I'm a look." Wu Zetian waved his hand and actually forgot about summoning Grand Master Xuan Di. This abominable Shui Lianhua'er, her damn pretty face, was shaking around in front of her, shaking the main business aside.

Di Renjie thanked him and sat down steadily, without even raising his eyelids to Zhang Changzong.

"It has been ten months since Di Qing settled the Hangou case and returned to Shendu. It is the first time you and my monarch and ministers meet today." Wu Zetian greeted Di Renjie, and glanced at Zhang Changzong. The innocent little girl was still so nervous.

"I heard that Your Majesty's body is not safe for several days. The old minister is very worried. Finally, I can see the beauty of heaven today, and I feel as clean as usual. I feel very relieved." Di Renjie said with a sincere affection in his voice, and Wu Zetian couldn't help but feel moved.

"Hmph." Zhang Changzong exhaled his anger in his nostrils, and then he spoke in a coquettish voice: "Your Majesty, can you still play our game of chess?"

"Aren't you finished? You won." Wu Zetian was a little impatient.

"But Your Majesty hasn't given a reward yet." Zhang Changzong refused to give up.

Di Renjie spoke slowly, "Your Majesty has something to do, the old minister will surrender."

"Wait, I have something to do to find the Grand Master. Let's do it, Grand Master accompanied me to the garden for a walk." Wu Zetian stood up and slowly walked out of Guanfeng Pavilion. When passing by Zhang Changzong, he shouted softly: "You go."

Di Renjie stood solemnly, trying his best to restrain the disgust in his chest. Everything about Zhang Changzong, his voice, his face, and his posture made Di Renjie feel sore in his stomach and feel disgusted. The queen had just enthroned the title of General Zhang Changzong Yunhui, and it was rumored that it was due to her love for this flawless body. Di Renjie narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he saw the scars of different depths and shapes on another body that was almost the same young. Just recently, new scars were added to this body, and the pain was still tormenting, but the queen probably left aside before she finished reading the memorial on this case.

"Huaiying?" Wu Zetian found that Di Renjie looked a little strange.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Di Renjie followed, and the two walked up the corridor of the Imperial Garden one by one. The strong men and the female officials followed from afar. Zhang Changzong walked a few steps out, stopped again at this time, looked back at Wu Zetian and Di Renjie, and stomped his feet viciously.

Wu Zetian walked forward in a depressed manner, Di Renjie followed closely behind without saying a word. Suddenly, Wu Zetian stopped and sighed: "Huaiying, it's late autumn again in a blink of an eye. Look at this garden, there were still flowers and colorful flowers two months ago. Today, the leaves are withering. Time is like a sharp blade."

"Your Majesty, what I see is the alternation of old and old, and the fruits are abundant. Even if the fallen leaves are withered, it will return to the earth and be prosperous. What is the so-called gaining the following."

"Oh? Your opinion is quite innovative. If everyone thinks like you, there will be no more works of sad about Qiu Huaili."

"Your Majesty, my opinion is not new. My opinion is only inheriting the teachings of ancient sages. The son said on the river: 'The dead are like this! I will never give up day and night.' Therefore, I understand that all things in the world have their own origins and their own places. I am not willing to make any meaningless sighs, but are willing to calmly adapt to the laws of nature that are repeated over and over again."

"It's well said." Wu Zetian snorted and stared at Di Renjie. "I understand what you mean. The natural law of repetition. You mean that I should also go to the step of repetition!"

"Your Majesty! All the world is your subjects, and the successor is your majesty's bloodline. Your majesty's glory and majesty are inherited from Emperor Taizong and entrusted to the people. The supreme Roewe in this world must be passed down for generations."

"The supreme Roewe, the supreme Roewe. Huaiying, tell me, can the supreme Roewewe not be exchanged for eternal youth? Can the supreme Roewewewewewewesome, one who is born, old, sick and dead?"

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are the number of days, and the supreme glory is human power. With human power, the number of days is the number of days, and the poor ministers think it is unwise."

"Die Renjie! You really dare to say it!"

"I have a clear conscience."

Wu Zetian nodded, "Okay, I won't talk about these things today. I'm here to come to you today for your business."

"My business?"

"Yes. Huaiying, in recent years, you have repeatedly asked for retirement and return home, but I have not agreed to you. It's because of the complicated state affairs, and I can't live without you, a loyal minister."

"I was so frightened by Your Majesty's wrong love."

Wu Zetian waved his hand, "Since the Holy Calendar, I have seen the world be prosperous, the borders are peaceful, and the people live and work in peace. Therefore, I feel very comforted. Huaiying, you have been working hard for state affairs for many years, running around with a sixty-six-year-old body, and have no children and grandchildren to support you. You are also restless in your youth. Therefore, I have made up my mind recently and allowed you to retire and return home and set off today."

Di Renjie was stunned, but immediately calmed down and bowed deeply: "I am so fond of Your Majesty, and I am so frightened. Your Majesty should not worry about me like this. Retirement and return home is my wish for many years. Today I have received your grace from God. I am so grateful to me for this wish. My Majesty, long live my life."

Wu Zetian held Di Renjie with both hands: "The old man is so humble. I really don't want to give up this time. But no matter how reluctant I am, I dare not always disobey the old man's wishes. I hope the old man will take care of himself when he goes here and take care of him."

Di Renjie replied in a trembling voice: "I understand."

"Okay, so I won't stay for the country's elders. The country's elders only need to hand over the affairs of the cabinet department, and then the journey will be set off on an auspicious day. At that time, I will not send it to avoid being sad."
Chapter completed!