Yan Wei asked knowingly, "Have the saint met his grandfather?"

Wu Zetian smiled and said, "I have seen you since you met Mr. Yan for the first time. I just named you the queen. Emperor Gaozong invited Mr. Yan to paint me. Mr. Yan had been painting me for two hours. I sat still for two hours. Thanks to Emperor Gaozong who was talking to me..."

Wu Zetian was like an ordinary old man talking about old things, with a faint look of fascination on his face, as if he was quite nostalgic.

"... Later on, your grandfather painted many images for me, but I still like that painting the most. It is still hanging in my bedroom. Wan'er, go to the back hall to bring it to Yan Wei for viewing."

This is Shangguan Wan'er? Yan Wei looked at Shangguan Wan'er's back and said, "He has a good figure."

Shangguan Wan'er quickly brought a scroll of paintings. Two palace maids held up the scrolls and slowly unfolded the paintings. The painting was a woman in a red robe and a phoenix crown. She looked at the side with a smile on the corner of her eyes and tender face, as if there was a person there looking at her affectionately.

Yan Wei couldn't help but praise: "The saint was so beautiful at that time!"

“Bold!”

"rude!"

As soon as he spoke, Wu Zetian's accomplice, lackey, immediately jumped out and shouted at Yan Wei.

Wu Zetian was generous. She waved her hand and everyone shut up, "It's all due to Yan Boling's painting at that time, but isn't I beautiful now?"

“Not beautiful!”

Just as everyone was stunned, Yan Wei changed the subject and said, "Beauty and ugliness are used to evaluate ordinary people in the world. How can the saints and emperors be measured by the standards of ordinary people?"

"Haha..." Wu Zetian laughed, "If Yan Boling had you, he would have been so flattering, he would have been the prime minister twenty years earlier."

"Don't think that a few sweet words can cover up your sins by making the saint happy!"

A handsome man with wide robe and big sleeves suddenly came out from behind the screen. It was Zhang Yizhi. He stood behind Wu Zetian, pointed at Yan Wei and scolded: "Just just now, someone reported that you were 'spoken saints, and plotted illegitimate'. I think you don't have the ability to plot illegitimate, but it's true that alluding to spoken saints!"

He said as he threw the album at Yan Wei's feet, "The saint is magnanimous, there is still a way to survive if you confess your guilt, otherwise you will be sent to the Censorate again!"

Although he took Princess Taiping out, Princess Taiping still glared at him with dissatisfaction. She knew that Zhang Yizhi wanted to take the opportunity to abdicate Yan Wei, the potential threat. "Why did General Zhang insist that King Yong was hinting at the saint? Do you think of the saint in your heart?"

She also said to Wu Zetian: "Sage, the album made by Yan Wei is just to make people happy and earn a lot of money, and she is absolutely respectful."

Wu Zetian refused to comment, "You don't have to defend him and let him say it yourself."

Yan Wei immediately bowed down when he heard this, "I am guilty and should not use the picture album to implicitly mock the saint!"

He generously admitted that it was beyond everyone's expectations. Even Zhang Yizhi looked stunned. Then he was ecstatic and was about to continue to give Yan Wei eye drops, but Yan Wei cried and said:

"At the end of the Sui Dynasty, Emperor Gaozu had to gain the world after ten years of hardship. Emperor Taizong fought on the battlefield with the respect of the prince, and Emperor Gaozong worked diligently and night... The world has the saints in today's prosperous era, which are more hardworking than their ancestors.

When Cao Min was young, he had heard of the wisdom of the saints. He admired them very much. He did not put down his hand every day and practiced riding and shooting hard, just to be loyal to the saints one day. However, in recent years, the saints neglected the government because of their addiction to men's sex. Cao Min was worried and angry, and had no way to advise, so he had to write books with paintings..."

This is the bad idea Di Renjie gave to Yan Wei, asking him to use his loyal and bold personality to cleanse up the suspicion of "alligraphy of the saint", because Wu Zetian has always been tolerant of those who dare to advise, and even great men praised her for being "tolerant".

Yan Wei didn't know the key points. Every time he said something, his heart was trembling. If this plan failed, he could only go to the Hall of Hell to sue Di Renjie for his grim accusation.

"...For a long time, the country is not a country. I asked the saint to wield the sword of wisdom to kill the love thread and drive the Zhang brothers out of the palace. Even though the grass people die, there will be no regrets!"

Yan Wei was so passionate that he almost moved himself, but Wu Zetian sneered contemptuously, "These words were not what Di Renjie taught you, right?

Yan Wei's sob came to an abrupt end, and he was silent for a few breaths before saying: "The saint is wise, it is indeed what the ministers of the countryman Di said. He said that if the ministers do not do this, they will not have good results if they do not die, but there are also heartfelt words from the people."

Wu Zetian said slowly: "Then he didn't tell you, what if I exposed it?"

"This...Mr. Di didn't say it."

"You are too exaggerated. If you had half of Di Huaiying's ability to do acting, I wouldn't have seen through it."

"Caomin will definitely ask Guolao Di for advice in the future."

Wu Zetian sneered, "Do you think you have another word in the future? You can draw a pair for me too. If I am satisfied, I will spare you. If I am not satisfied, I will follow Lai Junchen and return to the Censorate."

"Sage, Cen Zhongheng has arrived."

"Let him come in!" Wu Zetian pointed to another corner of the hall and said to Yan Wei: "You go there to draw, don't disturb me from handling government affairs."

"It's too far away to see the true appearance of the saint, and the angle is not good. Can the grass people draw behind the pillars?"

"what ever."

While speaking, the palace man led an official in a red robe into the hall. Cao Keer immediately took Yan Wei around behind the pillars on the side.

The visitor gave a deep tribute to Wu Zetian, "My minister Cen Zhongheng meets the saint!"

Wu Zetian raised her hand and said, "Cen Aiqing is calm!"

Cen Zhongheng was nearly 60 years old and was upright and dared to advise, so Wu Zetian asked him to be Lai Junchen's immediate boss, so she pretended to be a spell on Lai Junchen, "What order does the saint summon the empress?"

Wu Zetian walked to Cen Zhongheng with his hands behind his back and said straight to the point: "Do you Cen Aiqing remember that I asked you to meet Di Huaiying in prison three months ago?"

Cen Zhongheng's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and said, "It's only been three months, I remember it."

Wu Zetian looked straight into Cen Zhongheng's eyes, "Tell me, have you seen Di Huaiying?"

Cen Zhongheng said word by word: "I have seen it."

"Oh, then what did he tell you."

"Di Huaiying told Weichen that he was wronged!"

Wu Zetian snorted heavily from his nose and said with a look of pain: "That's not what you told me that day."

Zeng Zhongheng said: "I am guilty. I am here to be coerced by Junchen and have no choice but to deceive the saint."

Wu Zetian waved his robe sleeves with awesome weather, "You are his Shangguan!"

"Lai Junchen is powerful and has countless hawks and dogs under his command, and he is even more ruthless. Everyone in the court is afraid of him. Even if he is his superior, he dare not disobey. Today, the saint asks again, and I know that I can't hide it anymore and dare not not tell the truth!"

Lai Junchen, who was facing the wall, turned his head and said coldly: "Doctor Cen, if you didn't have a handle on my hands, why should you be afraid of me!"

Wu Zetian pointed at Lai Junchen and scolded: "Shut up!"

Cen Zhongheng turned his head and looked at Junchen with a shameful face, "I don't have a good look at the saint, and I don't have a good look at Di Huaiying, I just want to be honest with you in death!" As he said that, he ran towards the pillar beside him.
Chapter completed!