Chapter 224: The Eternal Empress, 1V4 Shura Field 62
He looked determined, as if saying, "If you don't become the emperor, I will imprison you forever."
Quan Jiu sighed and was forced to sit on the dragon throne.
In less than two years, the four kingdoms that had been divided for more than three hundred years were formally unified, and the empress changed the country's name to Zhao.
Empress Zhao was on the throne for only three years, but she left behind many widely circulated legends.
For example.
The empress never had an imperial husband in her lifetime.
For example.
The peerless regent, the romantic General Jing, the silver-haired and blue-eyed third prince of Yong, and the aloof and elegant national teacher, all became the empress's lovers.
For example.
The little emperor's biological father remains an unsolved mystery to this day.
On the day of the succession, Quan Jiu touched his beloved son's head and felt happy.
"Baby, you will be the supreme ruler from now on."
She finally relented and waited until Natuanzi was eight years old before passing the throne to him.
The little girl was wearing a tailor-made small dragon robe and sitting on the golden dragon throne. Her chubby little face was tender and shiny.
"Mother, does that mean everyone has to listen to me from now on?"
After three years of getting along, Naituanzi finally changed his way of speaking and called her "mother".
"Of course!"
Quan Jiu felt itchy and pinched his elastic little face.
There was a thoughtful look in Naituanzi's eyes, as if he had made some decision.
That night, when Mo Xi walked into Quan Jiu's bedroom and was about to throw Naitanzi out as usual, Naitanzi, wearing a golden dragon robe, clenched his hands and finally exploded.
"Mo, Mo Aiqing, I order you to leave now!"
He finally stood up!
Mother is his!
his!
Mo Xi stared at him strangely, as if he was looking at some rare, mentally retarded creature:
"Can you please repeat what you just said?"
The little girl immediately burst into tears and crawled into Quan Jiu's arms:
"QWQwuwuwuwu, he's so scary."
Among the four "dads", Mo Xi is the only one who would spank him.
Feng Zhuo disdains to hit children, Jing Chuantang dotes on his children, and Xu Zhu is a Buddhist father.
Only Mo Xi refused to listen to any persuasion and would seriously compete with him for the girl every time.
When he was four years old, Mo Xi warned him:
"You can't beat me, so why should I give my sister to you?"
Then I treated him to a meal of stir-fried bamboo shoots and pork, giving him a complete childhood.
As an adult, he was not at all ashamed of bullying a four-year-old baby.
From that day on, a seed of desire to become stronger was planted in the young heart of Naituanzi.
Defeating Mo Xi became his ultimate goal.
But unexpectedly, even if he became emperor, he still couldn't defeat this old man.
"Bang--"
The door to the bedroom slowly closed before his eyes.
Milk ball rubbed his sore butt, clenched his fists, and stared at the closed door unwillingly.
"I will definitely come back!"
the next day.
Milk ball's plan to monopolize Quanjiu has started again.
But the man tonight was Feng Zhuo.
"I'm still a baby. I want to sleep with my mother tonight!"
He changed his strategy and decided to play the emotional card.
Feng Zhuo nodded, looking very easy to talk to, but then he opened his mouth and said——
"Have you memorized the "Chu Shi Biao"?"
The originally tough aura of the milk ball weakened by three points.
"You didn't memorize it? What about 'The Difficult Road to Shu'?"
Milk ball: “…”
"Li Sao?"
Quan Jiu couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up for his son.
"Feng Zhuo, he is only eight years old this year."
Feng Zhuo disagreed:
"When I was eight years old, I was already stationed at the border and fighting the enemy."
Milk ball: “…”
I understand.
I'm a loser QAQ.
Not surprisingly, he was thrown at the door of the bedroom again.
It doesn't matter.
He will definitely come back after he finishes memorizing all the Tang and Song poems!
…
After Quanjiu "retired", Naituanzi specially built a wine-washing palace for her to live out her days.
On the day she checked into Huanjiu Palace, four men carried a bed and pillows and followed her in.
Quan Jiu: “…”
Help.
She really couldn't take it anymore.
She thought her life would be more comfortable after retirement, but she didn't expect that after she didn't have to attend the morning court, the men had no worries. She stayed in Huanjiu Palace on the first night and didn't go out for a whole week.
Fortunately, the Huanjiu Palace is very large, with a back garden, a small pavilion, and a hot spring pool. It is like a small holiday villa. Even if she does not leave the palace every day, she can still enjoy the flowers and the moon.
In the blink of an eye, Naituanzi has reached the age of twenty.
He possesses all the advantages of Quan Jiu, with a pair of narrow and deep amber eyes, and his hair tied up in a crown, making him look extremely handsome. However, unlike Quan Jiu's cold and evil charm, he has an extra layer of abstinence, coldness and arrogance. Only when facing Quan Jiu, his indifferent eyes will be tinged with a hint of warmth.
It was Quan Jiu's first time raising a cub. Seeing that the little kid had grown taller than her, but there was still no movement in the harem, she began to worry.
"Ergou, this kid isn't interested in women, is he?"
001: "You can try a man."
The next day, Quan Jiu stuffed ten men into his hands. Some were weak, some were strong, some were good at both literature and martial arts, and some were good at sophistry.
That very night, the ten men were exiled to the frontier, never to return to Beijing.
Quan Jiu: "The case is solved. This cheap son is not interested in men either."
In short, he is not interested in people.
"This is a big trouble."
She told the problem to several men, and their reactions were calmer than each other.
Feng Zhuo: "That's his own business, Jiu, you should let him solve it himself."
Jingchuantang: "As long as you don't marry a pig, I can accept it."
Quan Jiu: “Hehe.”
What if it's a dog?
…
Naituanzi's lifelong event had not been resolved until Quanjiu was fifty years old.
Xiao Youzi adopted a child and planned to train him to be the next emperor.
Quan Jiu finally gave up the idea of having a grandson.
I have to say that little Youzi is a natural emperor. Under the devilish training of his four fathers, he has the potential to surpass his fathers.
The only thing that remains unchanged is Naituanzi’s mother-control attribute.
Everyone in Zhao State knows that anyone can be offended except the retired emperor.
If you offend the emperor, you can still survive, but if you offend the powerful, there will definitely be four men lining up to give you a "love education" that will be worse than death.
…
Over the past few decades, under Feng Zhuo's influence, Quan Jiu has become a master of painting.
She was dressed in a red dress, leaning in Feng Zhuo's arms, and golden autumn chrysanthemums jumped out of the paper, and the ink brush made her flowers bloom.
Jingchuantang sat quietly by the side, grinding ink for her:
"What poem does Jiu want to write?"
Quan Jiu tilted his head and thought for a moment, then quickly wrote:
"When autumn comes on September 8th, my flower will bloom and all other flowers will die. The fragrance will permeate Chang'an, and the whole city will be covered with golden armor..."
It is September, a time of clear and crisp autumn weather, so it is appropriate to write this poem.
Mo Xi spread the painting flat, and after the ink and brush had dried, he put it away.
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