Chapter Seventeen
After hearing Wu Zetian's harsh threatening words, Zhang Lin felt as if he was hit by a heavy hammer, his face turned pale, his mind trembled violently, and his whole body was sifted, and he almost stood unsteadily. Fortunately, he pressed against the wall tightly and did not collapse.
He knew that Wu Zetian, who held the power of life and death, could say that he could do it, and it would be easy to kill him. His life was hanging on the line and was in danger. If one answered correctly, he might be ordered by Wu Zetian to take the guards out and be killed by a stick at any time.
"My master once taught me that Your Majesty is Yao and Shun, the emperor is a civil and military man, the holy virtue is as heaven, the wisdom is as god, honest and kind as merciful as a god..." Zhang Lin replied with a miserable twitching corner of his mouth. Fortunately, his mind was not completely scared and he knew how to deal with this situation.
According to what Zhang Lin remembers, when the ministers who advised the emperor in ancient times compared the emperor to the king of Yao and Shun to avoid death.
I just don’t know if it’s useful to answer this way and whether it can survive?
What is this and what? When the two of you are in love, you actually brought Yao and Shun out. Do you still have any emotions?
After hearing Zhang Lin's words, Wu Zetian was so angry that she was so angry that she didn't laugh, but this smile exuded most of the emperor's majesty on her face. Despite this, she did not intend to let Zhang Lin go.
As an emperor who is nearly 70 years old, Wu Zetian knew that he would not have much time to come and would not allow any night to waste it!
What's more, she killed countless people in her life, and in her later years, she was particularly afraid of ghosts and gods. In her opinion, countless unjust souls floated in the palace, especially the unjust souls of Queen Wang and Concubine Xiao, which contained extremely violent hostility and were waiting for an opportunity to seek her life. She did not dare to sleep alone because she could not fall asleep while sleeping alone. After sleeping, she was often invaded by nightmares and fell into physical and mental exhaustion.
The reason why Wu Zetian accepted the crowd was not only to pursue pleasure in his emotions and entertainment in his later years, but also because he believed in the advice of the monks' great Dharma, he used pure yang energy to resist the invasion of evil ghosts.
You can tell, this method is really useful. Since I took the exam, Wu Zetian's sleep quality has improved, and she has become much more energetic and has shined with youth.
Letting Zhang Lin is equivalent to wasting her a precious night, leaving her in a state of inability to fall asleep and nightmares. How could she be willing to do it?
However, Wu Zetian had not yet thought of a way to make Zhang Lin obedient, because this person was too difficult to deal with. No matter whether it was sexual seduction, favor seduction, power seduction, or enticement, he could not make him obedient. If you say the previous sentence, he would be able to answer the next sentence immediately, and find a reasonable support for his incompetence. It is simply invulnerable to swords and guns and is invincible to all poisons.
In fact, it is very simple to make Zhang Lin submit. Calling two eunuchs in and pressing him to the ground can complete the process... At a certain moment, this powerful method flashed through Wu Zetian's mind, but it can only get his people, not his heart. Therefore, this powerful method is her last choice and she is not in a hurry to implement it, because Zhang Lin is in the harem with strict guards, so he is afraid that he will run away?
Wu Zetian stared at Zhang Lin's handsome face with complex eyes that contained shame, annoyance, unwillingness, and a stronger desire to conquer, and even some appreciation. He stared at Zhang Lin's handsome face, thinking about a more appropriate and safe way, which made Zhang Lin fall under her skirt with conscience.
Zhang Lin naturally did not dare to provoke the former. His eyelids were lowered, avoiding Wu Zetian's gaze, without saying a word, his body tightly closed and motionless, like a sculpture nailed to a wall. The only difference from the sculpture was that sweat tickled down his forehead and cheeks. He was thinking quickly in his mind. What if Wu Zetian used strength, what should he do?
The two sides were in a stalemate, like a confrontation between a hungry greedy cat and a timid mouse, about to break out.
"Report to Your Majesty, Luantai said that Zhang Jianzhi and Liang Wang Wusansi and two of them had urgent matters to wait for the imperial edict outside Shangyang Palace..."
Suddenly, a beautiful, crisp and pleasant shout came from outside the palace gate, like a yellow oriole singing...
This sound came too timely. In Zhang Lin's ears, it was like the joy of immortals coming to the ordinary, cleaning up all the troubles of the world, and like the sound of Buddha saving the world, pulling people into the iron and fire.
But for Wu Zetian, this sound seemed not very popular. It was as disgusting as a good thing that disturbed her.
Although the sound is not very nice, the voice said that "Luantai Nayan Zhang Jianzhi and Liang Wang Wu Sansi have urgent matters to wait for the order" is still a bit important, because Wu Zetian is not only a woman, but also a monarch, a monarch who is diligent in politics.
For Wu Zetian, lust is just a consumer product for her to spend her boring time in her later years, and the throne and imperial career is what she is committed to pursuing and striving to stick to, and there is no mistake at all. In her heart, there may not be such a strict distinction, but in her subconscious, there is a clear boundary to which is more important.
The head of the face cannot escape in the palace with strict guards and can be favored at any time; and the throne and imperial career are remembered by countless people, and if you are not careful, you may lose it.
"It's really annoying. I won't come early or late, but I'm here!"
Wu Zetian frowned and complained with extreme anger. Despite this, the thirst in her eyes gradually restrained and her expression slowly returned to normal, but a blush still appeared on her face.
She blinked at Zhang Lin, tilted her head, reluctantly put down her legs and retracted her arms.
Zhang Lin jumped out in one step, rushed to the clothes hanger as fast as possible, and picked up the dragon robe, actively serving Wu Zetian with clothes and hats, with a very soft and well-behaved look.
Wu Zetian looked at Zhang Lin intriguingly, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, without saying anything. Then he swung his sleeve, took lotus steps, dragged his robe to the ground, and walked slowly outside the palace gate.
"Greatly send him to your Majesty!" Zhang Lin looked at Wu Zetian's back and bowed to show his blessing, as if he had sent away the difficult creditor who came to collect debts.
"Oh, it's so lucky!" Zhang Lin breathed a long sigh of relief, and the level in front of him finally got confused.
At this moment, his hair and even his clothes were completely wet, as if he was poured from head to toe by heavy rain. He truly experienced what it means to be with the king like a tiger, it was like being in the abyss, extremely dangerous!
When he raised his head, Zhang Lin saw that the eunuchs and maids outside the palace seemed to have a look of mockery on their faces, and he seemed to hear their silence in his ears: "The beautiful man Zhang Lin served the emperor and was already the real leader! He will be our real master from now on."
He also saw the extremely disgusting expression on Shangguan Wan'er's face, and he heard her disgusting and cursing voice: "Dirty and vulgar face, what qualifications do you have to look at me? Don't taint my eyes!"
Zhang Lin was ashamed and embarrassed, and lowered his eyes dejectedly, not daring to look out the door, so as not to suffer unnecessary stimulation and harm.
After Wu Zetian left, two eunuchs and two palace maids from Cuiyang Palace broke into the bedroom with a smile on their faces, their eyes swept around the dragon bed, and a unique smile appeared in their eyes.
"You guys laugh?" Seeing their smiling faces, Zhang Lin felt goose bumps on his back. Could it be that they really thought that something happened to me and Wu Zetian?
Yarn? The four of them looked at each other, not understanding what this meant, but they were not too entangled in such details.
"Xiangnu, the emperor is here on the second day after you entered the palace, which means that the emperor values you. This is not only your glory, but also our glory." Cui'er smiled and said, her cursing favor was very obvious.
"Haha~" Zhang Lin's face turned slightly red, and he didn't say anything. There was nothing to say.
"Xiangnu, there are more than a dozen entourages in the palace. On average, each person will not be able to see the emperor once every half a month. The opportunity is so rare, why don't you take it carefully?" Hong'er pointed out with regret and even complaining expression on her face.
Whether Zhang Lin has served the emperor and has been waiting outside the door to listen to the wall knows clearly whether they have been sent to serve Zhang Lin. Since they are sent to serve Zhang Lin, they naturally hope that the latter will receive the emperor's favor. In that case, they will receive more rewards, and will be more glorious when they go out, and even better than others.
It seems that these people are not idle outside, they are hiding outside the door and listening to the walls, and they can hear clearly every word and action I have with the emperor in the bedroom.
Zhang Lin felt a little unhappy and a little relaxed when he was eavesdropped on by others. At least, they knew that I was not that kind of person, but they just didn’t know whether Shangguan Wan'er had joined the ranks of eavesdroppers?
Chapter completed!