Empress Dowager Tian has never felt the weight of the word "Son of Heaven" in the hearts of courtiers so deeply as she does today. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even if he sleeps at night, does his best, and puts the Zhao family's country in the first place, once there is a little sign, the hundred officials below will still kick the so-called "Queen Mother" aside, and happily kneel and bow to the ground at that seed.

Her heart felt like it had been burned by fire, it hurt and burned.

There were high recitals stacked on the table, all of which were proposals for the selection of Zhao Xian's concubine.

The queen is the lord of the six palaces, and the mother is the world, even ordinary officials have to come to get involved, and there are all kinds of candidates in the excerpts, looking at the past one by one from the family shape, there are shadows of courtiers standing behind them.

Taizu once made rules, and his descendants were not allowed to interfere in politics.

But if a powerful queen is really established, and the descendants are in politics, who can control it?

At that time, what will happen to Zhao Xian, and what will happen to his life in the palace?

Empress Dowager Tian couldn't help but shudder. She subconsciously glanced around, and felt that her heart suddenly felt a little hairy.

She stood up.

Wang Wenyi hurriedly came over.

Empress Dowager Tian said: "Let's go and see Anning." ”

Zhao Zhu had already heard the rumors in the capital, and also heard that the ministers were arguing over the selection of Zhao Xian's concubine.

Empress Dowager Tian dismissed the surrounding Huangmen palace maids and said to her: "You have already heard about it, I plan to give the concubine for Zhao Xian in this paragraph." ”

Regarding Zhao Xian's choice for concubine, she really couldn't find someone more suitable than her daughter to discuss.

After all, the entire palace, the entire court, and only their mother and daughter can be regarded as truly connected by blood and close to each other.

And if Zhao Xian ascends the throne, the first one to settle accounts will definitely be them.

Zhao Zhu smiled slightly and said, "Which family does the Queen Mother plan to set for Your Majesty?" ”

Empress Dowager Tian handed the fold in her sleeve to Zhao Zhu and said, "I don't look at it very suitable." ”

Since the incident in the Great Xiangguo Temple, Zhao Zhu has never helped the Empress Dowager Tian to approve the excerpts, and naturally he has never had the opportunity to contact the core of the court.

This time she got the transcribed list again, and she had an indescribable feeling that she had goosebumps all over her body.

That's the excitement of getting back the love of my heart.

This is the life she wants to live!

This is the life she wants!

Nesting in the harem every day, counting her fingers to live, passing the time in front of the big drama, looking at books and dozing off, she is fed up with this kind of thing!

Fuck off!

Zhao Zhu held the fold, and the whole person was in a state of dizziness, but it did not prevent her from going through the contents of the paper very quickly.

She tried to suppress the excitement in her heart, and said in a calm voice as much as possible: "It seems that they are all daughters of noble families." ”

Empress Dowager Tian nodded with a gloomy face.

That's what worries her.

In the past, after the emperor was elected, he finally decided on himself, but because of the scholarly family of the Tian family, but he did not have much power. Not to mention the thin heirs in the house, he also has a brother and daughter-in-law who is a wealthy businessman, as long as he dares to make a little splash, he can be pinched to death by someone with the reason of collusion between officials and businessmen.

Thinking of the life she lived when the first emperor first succeeded to the throne, Empress Dowager Tian felt annoyed.

Several old ministers taught the first emperor as a child, and often scolded the ninety-five lord in front of the court, and that's it, after all, the first emperor came to the great treasure for the first time, and he was not familiar with everything.

But except for the court, the clothing, food, housing, and transportation in the harem were all stared at by the imperial historians, as if they had nothing to do.

At the end of the year, I made a few clothes during the New Year, but I asked my brother-in-law's family to provide some cloth, which was still taken at a low price, and I could also be impeached by Zhu Bing for interfering in politics and colluding with officials and businessmen.

Everyone else is under the queen alone, only her, not only can't help her mother's family, but also let the family be dragged down by herself.

Later, the first emperor slowly boiled the old ministers to death, and gained a firm foothold in the court, so that he could easily navigate the harem.

The reason is just that his mother's family can't speak in the court, and everyone dares to step on it.

Now that Zhao Xian wants to choose a concubine, does she want to help find a mother-in-law who is capable and sings against herself?

Empress Dowager Tian smiled coldly and said, "All of them are demure and chaste, beautiful and elegant, I didn't know that even Chu Zhen had a beautiful daughter." ”

Zhao Zhu was stunned for a moment, flipped the fold to the end, and sure enough, he saw that Chu Zhen's little girl was related to her body level.

Of course, this could not have been signaled by Chu Zhen himself.

But if he doesn't know, no one will believe it.

Unlike when the parents were both there after the first emperor's election, and someone helped suppress this extravagant figure, at this moment Zhao Xian chose the concubine, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty no longer put the Empress Dowager Tian in their eyes.

The names on the folds are like ghosts with teeth and claws, and they sneered at the Empress Dowager Tian: Lao Tzu is just going to be the relative of the politician, what can you bear with me?!

Zhao Zhu flipped through the list in his hand, all of them were surnames that had been intertwined in the capital for many years, these families had been operating in the court for many years, and had never been outside for nearly twenty or thirty years, or formed a party and made friends, and responded to all calls, or disciples and grandchildren were everywhere, if they were really relatives, they would inevitably fall into Zhao Xian's arms.

With Zhao Xian's ability, within 20 years, the word "Zhao" is still pasted on the face of this Great Wei, but he may really have to change his surname.

And in the Yanhe Palace, the little emperor and Zhu Bing were holding a long list and comparing them.

The more Zhao Xian looked at it, the more relieved he became, and his whole body was fluttering, as if he had returned to the clouds again.

Signed the same book as Chu Zhen, the Privy Councillor, Su Quan, the Imperial History, Yang Shu, the Hanlin Bachelor, and the General Zhang Qian......

One name after another made him feel like eating ginseng fruit, from head to toe, even pores grew on his hair, and all pores were breathing.

In the middle of summer, he and Zhu Bing stayed in this hall for nearly a day, and the ice in the corner of the wall had already melted clean, leaving only a large basin of cold water on the ground. But he didn't feel hot at all, but he was cold all over his body.

Zhao Xianren is in good spirits on happy occasions, and Zhu Bing can't compare. After all, he was an old man in his sixties, and his head was sweating layer by layer.

It's just that a monarch and a minister are discussing important matters in the palace, and they can't let the Yellow Gate come in to change the ice no matter what.

He looked at the names on the table, and said to Zhao Xian: "After Your Majesty's election, although the relatives must have some forces to help, but you can't choose those who are too strong. ”

Zhao Xian looked at Zhu Bing with some puzzlement.

Zhu Bing sighed in his heart, and had to explain more clearly: "At this time, you'd better find someone who has power and doesn't form a party, can help you, and can be put aside in the future." ”

Zhao Xian's gaze fell on an inconspicuous corner of the table.

A few words were written in small block letters on the top.

Protectorate Mansion.

Zhou's female. (To be continued.) )