For a few days in a row, Yun Zhaoyi could hear Yun Zhaoyi playing the pipa on the Qingfeng Pavilion when passing by the Imperial Garden, the sound of the pearl and jade falling on the plate was really fascinating, but somehow it had been a few days as if she had not heard the pipa music that fascinated her, and when she enjoyed the plum blossoms in the garden, she was not used to the sound of the pipa for a while, it seemed to be a kind of regret, the sky was clear, and she passed by the Imperial Garden again as if she still couldn't hear the pipa sound.

In the past two days, Murong Yichuan's mood was very depressed, there were more than a dozen officials in the court who did not know whether they were alive or dead, and they accepted the daughters of meritorious heroes into the palace as concubines according to the ancestral system, if according to the previous system of the Taizheng Dynasty, if there was a woman suitable for marrying a meritorious minister's family, and when the son was married today, Qin Zheng, then the suitable women in the meritorious family's family should be included in the palace, and they should be given the corresponding concubines according to the size of their father's meritorious service, from Taizu Murong Xin to the former Emperor Tiande, this is the case, At the beginning, the reason why Ximen Ruoying was able to enter the palace and seal the concubine was because Ximen Donghai assessed the merits of many rebellions in the frontier and the destruction of the village in Pingshan for Dazheng, even though Emperor Tiande did not like Ximen Ruoying, and threw her the position of concubine and assisted in the six palaces. Now Murong Yichuan Spring and Autumn is just right, and there are no concubines in the harem, this time there are many military generals who have made great achievements in the many generals who went out with him, but among them, Cao Wenbin and Pan Li are rising stars, and they are highly valued by Murong Yichuan. Therefore, the officials who care about the emperor's family affairs bluntly advise the emperor to accept the daughter of the meritorious hero as a concubine according to the rules of the ancestors, and in addition, a show girl selection should be carried out, and the harem should be filled to extend the emperor's heir. Even though the concern of the Yanguan was reasonable, Murong Yichuan completely ignored it, and openly rejected the Yanguan's advice above the court, "You are too leisurely, I don't want you to care about the emperor's family affairs all day long when I keep you in the court, if you don't ask the people to ask the harem, I will simply send you out to the place." Even though Murong Yichuan had a resolute attitude and harsh words, these officials continued to play after they dispersed.

As if seeing Murong Yichuan frowning while commenting on the chapter, his face was also very gloomy, and when he put down the red pen to drink tea, he asked cautiously, the husband's face is not good, but he has encountered difficulties?

Murong Yichuan took a sip of tea and swallowed it, and then put the few books in front of him in front of Wanruo, "You can understand it by looking at it yourself." ”

Since the day of the fight, Linchun Pavilion and Yun Zhaoyi had a bad affair, Murong Yichuan had a trace of guilt in his heart, he tried his best to squeeze out time to accompany Wanruo, and he didn't ask so much for her.

It was as if he looked at the music in front of him one by one, and his face suddenly didn't look good, "I think in the hearts of the ministers, I am either a jealous woman like Queen Dugu, or I am the bewitching and seductive master of Su Daji." Her words were as sad as her expressions, and she couldn't figure out why these officials who were taking advantage of the state didn't pay more attention to the government instead of staring at the emperor's harem. Even if Murong Yichuan wanted to be monogamous, these ministers couldn't let it go, and these helplessness pressed down on their hearts for a while, as if they were about to suffocate.

As if he had filled the Murong Yichuan teacup, he wrapped his hands around the man's neck and whispered to him, what are you going to do?

Murong Yichuan lowered his head and kissed Wanruo's finger lightly, and said resolutely, if I give in to them in this matter, then it will increase the arrogance of these officials, where is the majesty of my Son of Heaven, I will never back down in this matter, if you can rest assured, I will never regret it when I promised you that there would be no concubine in the six palaces.

After listening to Murong Yichuan's assurance, he seemed to be a little relieved, "If in the future, these officials will use their minds on the emperor's family affairs instead of state affairs, and the people will suffer, then they will be driven out of the imperial history platform, or they will be killed as an example." As if he was shocked after saying these words, his lips shook suddenly, Murong Yichuan was also surprised after hearing this, he silently looked at his wife with a cold face and didn't recognize it, is this still his gentle and gentle wife? How could he say such cruel words, as if he had realized that he had just spoken too aggressively and hurriedly remedied, "I was just angry and talking nonsense just now, you just think I am talking drunk." ”

Hearing this, Murong Yichuan smiled silently, held Wanruo's hand and said sincerely, what my beloved wife said just now is good, it is exactly what I want, I don't care about the kings of the past dynasties, my court officials will never allow them to interfere in the affairs of the harem, let alone allow them to interact with important officials of the court in private, since more than half of the officials in the imperial history platform have built a concubine with Cao Wenbin and the daughter of the Pan Li family, then I have to investigate whether they have a personal relationship with these two officials, if not, it is good, if there is a trace of involvement, it will not be indulgent. When the words fell, Murong Yichuan was already with two eyebrows, his eyes were like electricity, and the murderous aura that could not be concealed made people frightened.

Turning around, Murong Yichuan sent the celebrant to send back the folded copies of the speech officials about forcing him to take concubines back to him one by one, and he did not make any reply to these transcripts, hoping that his direct rejection would make the speech officials understand their intentions, and they must not continue to know the depths.

After sending away the celebrant and the celebrant away, Murong Yichuan walked out of the Taiji Hall with Wanruo's hand.

The blue sky is like a wash, and the wind is rolling in the clouds.

The spring breeze in February is like scissors, and the cut is full of life everywhere.

"The plum falling is like snow, and the body is still full." Murong Yichuan groaned softly while wading between the slow walk and the plum forest, the green outside the forest spit out new branches, the forest was full of broken flowers, and there was a different kind of comfort on the soft petals, and at the same time there was a little loneliness, yesterday the flowers were full of branches, and tonight was broken all over the ground, and the passing years passed just between a smile and a sigh. Listening to Murong Yichuan's poems reciting Li Yu, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly, "Isn't the husband the most incapable of the poems of the prince of the dead country, saying that it is the voice of the dead country, why is he still chanting now." ”

Murong Yichuan pinched a plum that had not yet fallen, and said softly while pinching it in the palm of his hand, it was just unintentional, this Li Yu was not suitable to be an emperor after all, and it was most suitable to be a leisurely prince, but this poem was also very suitable for the occasion.

As if agreeing, it is wonderful to build the falling plum Ruxue scribble, and it would be good if there was Yun Zhaoyi's pipa to enjoy the falling plum Ruxue at this moment, but it is a pity that she has come to Qingfeng Pavilion to play the pipa in the past two days.

Not being able to hear Yun Zhaoyi's pipa sound was like infinite regret, Murong Yichuan had a weak eye, and pretended to say casually, once the son of heaven and the concubine, she is not suitable for walking around in the imperial garden often after all, it is better to tell the musicians in the palace to help the fun.

It was as if Yi Mei thought about it for a moment and nodded and said yes.

After a while, several musicians in the palace who played the pipa well came to the Plum Garden, they first gave the emperor a salute, and then were led to the Qingfeng Pavilion in early summer to help the fun.