Chapter 5

The girl hasn't even played yet. She's not an ordinary professional.

Jiang Yichu suspected that the two men ran out of Qingshan mental hospital.

"That feeling is good, but I don't know how her majesty wants to compensate me." Jiang Yichu said with a smile.

Wu Zetian: "as long as the immortal speaks, I will promise."

"Ha ha, that's what you said." Jiang Yichu joked.

Wu Zetian stood straight: "I am the son of heaven, you have no jokes."

This sense of substitution, Jiang Yichu thought he was in the Tang Dynasty.

"Immortal, I have a doubt. Can you answer one or two?" asked Wu Zetian.

Jiang Yichu nodded, and Wu Zetian continued: "how does Wu Zetian look in the eyes of the world?"

Wu Zetian asked about the image of Wu Zetian in the eyes of the world.

I think it's weird.

Jiang Yichu chewed the cucumber: "the queen of cholera, the beauty is a disaster, and she dotes on the imperial concubine for the emperor, but she has an affair with the crown prince. If it weren't for her, the prosperous age of the Tang Dynasty created by Li Shimin would not have ended in subjugation."

Jiang Yichu didn't notice Wu Zetian's face, but continued: "all the rivers and mountains of the Tang Dynasty are destroyed in the hands of women. What kind of natural beauty is a favorite imperial concubine and a noble imperial concubine, which can let the emperor give up the rivers and mountains beaten down by his ancestors."

"Nonsense!" said Wu Zetian angrily, throwing the cucumber on the ground.

Jiang Yichu was startled by her move and looked confused: "elder sister, you shouldn't be a loyal fan of Wu Zetian!"

The sister looks more and more like a fan. He just tells the truth. The sister is so angry. If she sees an unofficial history, she won't be so angry that she will dig up other people's ancestral graves?

"Nonsense, am I the one who flatters?" said Wu Zetian angrily.

Jiang Yichu sighed and comforted, "history is just history. Isn't it all written by winners? What's the use of being angry?"

Wu Zetian nodded. Immortal's words are true. History has indeed been written by winners.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit.

If she didn't even understand this truth, she would be an emperor and had long been pushed down by the ministers.

Nevertheless, he was still angry after hearing the immortal's evaluation.

After a long silence, Wu Zetian said again, "I dare ask the immortal, why is this year?"

The girl is finally normal. She knows how to ask the world.

Jiang Yichu was very pleased: "2020."

"What year is 2020?" asked Wu Zetian, with a bad feeling in her heart.

Wu Zetian continued to ask, "who is the emperor now?"

Jiang Yichu said with a smile, "there has been no emperor for a long time. The Qing Dynasty has perished for more than 100 years."

"What is the Qing Dynasty?"

Jiang Yichu looked loveless and sighed, "forget it, I'm in a good mood today. I'll make up for your history."

"Tang, song, yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, Five Dynasties and Five Dynasties. The Qing Dynasty perished in 1908. It has gone through 112 years. Now it is 2020."

Wu Zetian's expression was complex. What the immortal said really verified her guess.

Jiang Yichu looked at Wu Zetian and continued: "in the Tang, song, yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, there is no Wu Zhou, your product, your fine product."

Wu Zetian bowed her head and unconsciously shook her hand under her sleeve into a fist.

She worked hard to build a big week, but she didn't even deserve a name.

Since ancient times, men have been in power. Why can't women?

If Empress Wu is a man, wherever the army goes, it is king's land!

"However, although Wu Zetian has a problem with her style, she is also a strange woman in terms of talent and strategy." Jiang Yichu continued.

Wu Zetian's eyes lit up and her expression eased slightly: "I dare to ask the immortal, why do you say this?"

Jiang Yichu said with a smile: "politics is clear, advocating exceptional employment, establishing palace test martial arts, emphasizing agriculture and tax reduction, and paying attention to literary development. On the whole, it is still good."

"Moreover, Wu Zetian believes that the foundation of the founding of the people's Republic lies in farming. If there are enough families and enough people, the country will be at peace. If there is no lace news, ye can be regarded as a Ming king."

Wu Zetian was very pleased to hear Jiang Yichu's words. She didn't expect to be called Mingjun.

Jiang Yichu opened the chatterbox and was vaguely excited at this time: "in addition, Wu Zetian is a little bad."

"Why did immortal say that?" asked Wu Zetian.

Jiang Yichu continued to nibble at the cucumber and said vaguely, "she attaches too much importance to torture. It's too cruel and inhumane."

"Then between the immortals, what should I... Empress Wu do?"

Jiang Yichu said vaguely, "violence is only used to fight rivers and mountains, and if we really want stability, we have to use rouge to overcome steel."

"I don't know if you've ever heard a saying that literature has Tai Chi to calm the world and martial arts has eight poles to determine heaven and earth. Sometimes blindly advocating torture will lead to a cruel reputation. It's better to learn Tai Chi and overcome hardness with softness."

After listening to these words, Wu Zetian was like waking up from a dream, as if she were enlightened.

The text has Taiji to calm the world, and the martial arts have eight poles to determine heaven and earth.

This is the golden mean and the emperor's way of governing the country!

Empress Wu got up and solemnly saluted: "immortal, I have an epiphany!"

"In the future, I will definitely remember the immortal's teachings, right and wrong twists and turns, let others say!"

Well, this girl, she's playing again.

With a strong sense of substitution, Jiang Yichu felt that he and Wu Zetian were brothers and had a good drink.

"Xiao Shang, come out of the peanut field quickly!" Jiang Yichu shouted at Shangguan Waner, sitting in the shade of a tree.

Is this girl the reincarnation of sweet potato?

How do you like peanuts so much? Do you want to form a CP?

Shangguan Waner nodded and saw the stunned scene.

Your majesty, you should sit in the shade of a tree like a wild man with a respectful look.

Shangguan Waner followed Wu Zetian since childhood and asked herself what great storms and waves she had never seen. When did the female emperor lower her head, but now she bows to a young man in her twenties.

All over the world, is it the king of the Zhou Dynasty? Apart from the immortals, who can stand the worship of the female emperor of the Zhou Dynasty?

"Wan'er, don't go to the immortal treasure land again." Wu Zetian got up and said.

Shangguan Waner bowed and saluted, "yes, your majesty."

Looking at their appearance, Jiang Yichu called for evil in his heart!

What evil has he done to provoke these two playwrights!

Sister, did you graduate from Beijing Opera elite?

"Come on, stop acting. God, you feed the pigs. Xiaoshang and I go to the cucumber field to weed." Jiang Yichu said, patting the soil on his body.

Wu Zetian nodded and ran to the pigsty. The whole movement was moving like clouds and flowing water, which was familiar and distressing.

Shangguan Waner followed Jiang Yichu and walked into the cucumber field.

"Immortal, is this really beautiful?" Shangguan Waner asked.

Jiang Yichu nodded. "Of course, I need to have time to make a mask for you and Tian, then that's the real beauty."

"Dare to ask immortals, why mask?" Shangguan Wan asked.