It seems intimate, but in fact there is an undercurrent.

Lin Ya's sudden show of kindness was to ask for directions.

"He wants to join forces with me to suppress the emperor. But who is he? A traitor and traitor!"

Changling sneered and said: "I categorically refused. This is what I meant, but this person is so domineering... It seems that he is determined to win this battle."

Wang Ju said: "Many people have been recruited from both sides to conduct deductions, and they say that there is a 90% chance of winning this battle."

"Ninety percent means we will win!" Liu Xiang felt bitter in his heart.

"Ninety percent?"

Changling thought of Yang Xuan.

He suddenly raised his eyebrows and said, "The news is almost here. You are in the household department and you have to be patient."

Just like that... Liu Xiang lowered his head, "Yes."

"By the way." Liu Xiang thought of the news he heard in the Ministry of Revenue today, "His Majesty's people in the Ministry of Revenue were also quite indifferent to me today and even made sarcastic remarks."

Wang Ju was startled, "This is..."

Changling said calmly: "You can never have too much power. It was originally a battle between two tigers, but when I suddenly joined in, their power was divided.

Lin Ya is coveting it, and the emperor also wants a piece of the pie, so it looks like the two are joining forces to suppress my situation."

Wang Ju shook his head and sighed, "Lin Ya's move is normal, but why does your majesty...isn't this self-destruction of Qiancheng?"

Changling stood up and said, "You don't know that the legacy left by the late emperor is so rich. But the emperor knows."

He Lianfeng had ruled Daliao for many years, and many of his ministers and generals were his.

After his death, many people became lonely ghosts, many people gathered together for warmth, and even more people helplessly turned to the emperor.

That is to say, he has turned to orthodoxy.

When Changling stepped forward and became the third force above the court, those people's eyes lit up.

"There is no way, your majesty's background..." Liu Xiang thought about the wording, "It's too shabby, and the bloodline is distant, so it seems a little unfair and unreasonable. Once the eldest princess stood in the court,

Those people naturally want to get closer."

Wang Ju smiled and said: "When I became an official, I swore that I would live in the countryside until my death. But when I heard that the eldest princess came to assist the government, I was inexplicably tempted. Not for power, but for orthodoxy!"

What the old ministers pay most attention to is orthodoxy.

The blood of the emperor and the late emperor were estranged, but Changling was a serious princess.

"Do those people have ambitions?" Liu Xiang asked vaguely.

Wang Ju shook his head, "There will only be one empress in the ages, Emperor Wu."

"That's good." Liu Xiang was really worried that this fight would turn into a civil war.

Later, he resigned.

Wang Ju sent him out, stood outside the gate, and said softly.

"Empress, what a wonderful title!"

…

It snowed heavily today, and the court meeting was also late.

When Lin Ya entered the palace, she happened to meet Chang Ling.

"I've met the eldest princess."

Lin Ya nodded.

"Left Prime Minister."

Changling looked desolate.

Demented literary women treat everyone like this.

Lin Ya smiled and said: "The weather is perfect for drinking and writing poems, but the eldest princess is not interested in going to enjoy the snow?"

This is a run.

What a demented scholar likes most is to feel sad about spring and autumn.

Snowing.

It is also the best time for them to feel sentimental.

ah!

The vast expanse of white is so clean.

Why is my heart so melancholy?

What about the bronze mirror?

Come quickly and find me. I can see that I have a young temperament.

Literary youth often think very highly of themselves.

Sometimes, it's real depression.

I feel like the world is like this and the people around me are out of style...

In a word, I am incompatible with this world.

Lin Ya's words were a secret mockery of Chang Ling.

His solicitation was just a test.

It doesn't matter if he fails...he knows that he must fail.

Lin Ya had been fighting with the late emperor for many years, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were mortal enemies.

As the daughter of the late emperor, how could Changling become an ally with him?

Maybe, the two of them will stand together on something because of their interests, but deep down, they are still life-or-death enemies.

Lin Ya's pretense failed, and she made a sarcastic comment today...it seemed like she would retaliate, but in fact, it was true.

No one will follow a person who has a good temper.

On the contrary, those somewhat domineering leaders are like magnets, naturally attracting people to rely on them.

If the protection is shorter, damn it!

A very wise Lord!

As a woman, and a well-known literary young woman from Ningxing, Changling could not have a bad temper.

At least, it can't be too hot.

Therefore, Lin Ya's sarcasm was regarded as provocation in the eyes of everyone.

It's even more bullying.

Several old ministers had sharp eyes and secretly exchanged glances.

This is to bully the late emperor’s daughter!

Lin Ya, grass mud horse!

Just when several veterans were about to step forward, Changling pointed forward.

"Every day those who come and go here are all ministers of Daliao. Some are loyal and serve Daliao wholeheartedly. Some are cheating and cheating, and some are enthusiastic about wealth... Even if they have all kinds of faults, they are all my ministers of Daliao. And some

people!"

Changling's words attracted many people to stop.

"If all the people of Liao were united and joined forces, would Datang be their opponent? No! But some people would rather ignore the fate of the country and just want to satisfy their own ambitions. Such people..."

The snow in the palace had been cleared, but after a while, the falling snow covered it again.

The ground was covered with a layer of snowflakes.

Bai Shengsheng.

Changling pointed to the layer of snowflakes and said: "On this road, the ministers who cherish the Liao Dynasty can walk with peace of mind and high spirits. Those treacherous ministers and traitors will look... dirty every time they step down!"

While talking, Lin Ya happened to take a step forward.

He left a footprint behind him.

The footprints looked pitch black.

And on the edge is white snow.

Clear black and white.

Lin Ya lowered her head.

Changling said: "It's time for you to lower your head and look down. Not only should you look down, but you should also ask yourself what you have done over the years!"

She fluttered her sleeves and walked forward.
To be continued...