"The little lady Huarong greets His Majesty the King, and may His Majesty be in good health." As soon as the woman in red came to power, she walked Dali to the king on the city wall, and it seemed that she already had the model of a mother's ceremony.

The pot-bellied man on the city wall was in good spirits when he saw that the woman below him began to speak.

"Your Majesty, that my daughter, Hua Rong, is also here to participate in the queen's election this time." The pot-bellied man said excitedly to the king, who was sitting there silently.

"Aiqing, you'd better sit down first." It was clear that the king did not pay attention to the man, but just looked at the woman in red with some disinterest.

Seeing such a clear, the pot-bellied man felt a little embarrassed, and now he is also the left minister, in front of so many people, the king did not give me a good look at himself, and he was inevitably a little angry.

"Lord Hua, Ling Qianjin is really a flower and a moon, look at that dance is really graceful." A young man sitting next to the king seemed to sense the strange atmosphere, and he stood up to ease the atmosphere for the king and the left minister.

"The Seventh Prince is really good, my youngest daughter is naturally beautiful, and she has been learning piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child, and now I dare to say that there is no better woman than a little girl in Ziyun Country." Lord Zuo Xiang talked about his daughter angrily, as if announcing that the candidate for the queen must be the daughter of his own family.

"Lord Zuo Xiang, you are too confident in this. The daughter of Lord Wang's family is a famous beauty in the country, and even the peony flower is ashamed of herself, and she is ashamed to answer with a low face. The right prime minister sitting on the right side of the king also stood up and spoke, these two people are not humble to each other in the court on weekdays, and at this time they naturally have to fight for their rights and status.

"Lord Wang, he is just a third-grade official, how can he compare to my flower appearance?" Prime Minister Zuo naturally understands how important it is for the position of the queen to belong to them.

"Prime Minister Zuo, this still depends on the comprehensive evaluation in the end, as far as I know, your daughter is very arrogant and unreasonable, I don't think she will be the best candidate for the mother of the country." Although the right prime minister has no daughter, he will not let the daughter of the left prime minister sit on the queen's throne so easily.

"It's not your turn yet." Prime Minister Zuo was angry at this time, he knew that Prime Minister Right would definitely come to stop him, but it all depended on the king's own will.

"Do you want me to move my position, so that you can plan for Lone?" These two men have been arguing like a pair of enemies for decades, and they continue to quarrel without disliking each other, and the king has long been disgusted with them.

"Ah, the two prime ministers, let's take a good look at the talents of these beautiful girls, it's so hot, if you burn those little masters, it's amazing." At this time, a eunuch's shrill voice sounded.

"Hmph."

"Hmph."

The two of them snorted angrily and turned back to their places. The man on the throne didn't respond, still quietly watching the crowd in the square.