She only sweated and didn't shed tears, and her heart was a little harder than before. Looking at the emperors of the previous dynasties, there are only a few people who can be praised, and almost no one dares to reuse Confucianism among the few people.

She gave the order to drive back, and was startled by the person in front of her. I don't know when Gong was standing behind him, his face was full of dark clouds, and it was gloomy and terrifying.

Yuan Lingke was not afraid of her, "CUHK, what is my mother's will?" ”

Gong said: "Regarding the princess's descent, your concubine asked Your Majesty to go to Zhaotai Palace to discuss. ”

Yuan Lingjun suddenly remembered, "Oh, I forgot, after a while, Yang Zhai will marry Jingdi." She stroked her cuffs and said, "There have been no happy events in the Jin Kingdom for many years, and the princess's faint ceremony will be held in a big way, and the Shangsi Festival purification ceremony will also be grand." ”

Princess Yang Zhai is also nineteen years old this year, and the marriage has dragged on for many years to set the good date in this spring, and now Jing is waiting to stay in the palace foreign residence, only waiting for the auspicious time to enter the palace to pick up the newlyweds to return to China.

The eldest princess descended Jinghou, the emperor is not without consideration, Yang Zhai is domineering, his temperament is not pleasant, and he has blatantly raised his face, and he is stigmatized, although Jinghou is a nest, but he is soft and tolerant, loyal and honest, and will not treat the princess harshly, the princess can live with him at ease, even if she has no intention of harmonizing with him, as long as she keeps her own peace in Jingdi, it is not impossible to be rich and old. It is said that the princess can marry him, which is an excellent marriage.

However, Princess Yang Zhai has always refused this marriage, whether it is gaining or losing power, it is difficult for her to change her original intention, paranoid and crazy, she doesn't listen to anyone's words, and she has strongly asked Yuan Lingjun to see her, Yuan Lingjun doesn't appreciate her face, and she hasn't set foot in Shanglin Yuan for a single step. She messed around all day long, Fan Guifei lost patience, and kept her locked up until the beginning of spring this year, and sent two sturdy grandmothers to teach, and Fan Guifei never showed mercy to her subordinates, Princess Yang Zhai was tossed by her grandmother, and her arrogance went down a lot.

"Your Majesty will come and see, the list of dowries and dowrymen." As soon as she entered Zhaotai Palace, Fan Jiang showed her a list.

The list of Princess Yangzhai's dowry was drawn up during the reign of the emperor.

Yuan Lingjun has a detailed look, Bo Shen Ding, Taiyi furnace, Changxin lamp, Lantian jade, red elbow, coral chest, tortoiseshell, Guizi cup, Yuehua Shu, gold silk tent, Hehuan cloud brocade quilt, five phoenix Chaoyang hanging bead hairpin, Jiangbi knot silk skirt......

The list is not much different from when she and Qu Yi got married, but she loves instrumental music, and there are more musicians in the marriage, in contrast, Yang Zhai loves treasure toys, costumes and makeup.

"Prepare according to the list, and the rest of the matters will be considered by the mother as appropriate." After reading it, Yuan Ling closed the list.

Raise your eyes and look ahead, a few tall bamboos in front of the hall are swaying in the air, under the lush laurel tree, there are two people who came from afar, to the atrium, Yuan Lingjun only saw clearly, walking in the front is Fan Wan who was promoted to the female Shangshu, the hair is like ink like a cloud, the double knife bun is pulled, the hairpin wears the phoenix, the long eyebrows enter the temples, the eyes are like the autumn waves, the face is like the dawn hibiscus, the long skirt of the bird depicts the flowers, the outside is the lake-colored Luo Jin robe, every move is graceful, beautiful like a fox.

One step behind her was Fu Lingding, Fu Lingding suddenly pulled the corner of her clothes, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "Fan Shangshu has been going to the Lake Tower a little frequently recently." ”

Fu Lingding also lived in the lake tower before, because it was the residence of a boy, but in the past two years, he has served in front of the emperor closely, and now he is ordered to prepare the dowry of Princess Yang Zhai, and he is a hot figure in the palace.

Fan Qian's face was hot, and she said in a suppressed voice: "What do you know?" I went to the lake tower on the orders of your concubine, do you dare to question the meaning of your concubine? ”

"How dare you." Fu Lingding arched his sleeves and bowed generously.

Fan Wan couldn't speak, snorted coldly, lowered the heat on her face, and walked to the bottom of the court steps.

Yuan Lingjun raised his eyebrows, "Fan Shangshu also has a double ten, why don't you match others, beware that the good sons and daughters of the Jin Kingdom have been snatched away by other daughters." She deliberately glanced at Fan Jiang, and Fan Jiang was calm.

Fan Qian seemed to be choking on saliva and coughed non-stop. Fu Lingding kindly knocked her on the back, "Fan Shangshu be careful." ”

"陛xià." She brushed Fu Lingding away without a trace, "Compared with the minister's marriage, the minister is willing to sacrifice his life to serve the two majestys and share their worries." ”

She wants to, but she doesn't. Yuan Lingjun walked up to her and smiled slightly, "Women don't lose their eyebrows, and Shangshu has good ambitions." ”

Women are fake, and greed for power is real. She raised her hand to caress Fan Qi's shoulder, brushed her sleeves and strode away.

Fu Lingding bowed and withdrew, and quickly followed.

Fan Qian didn't know what to mean, and looked at Fan Jiang with anxious eyes, "Auntie, Your Majesty ...... her."

"Convergence, this palace is still Yuan's after all, you shouldn't think about it, I can't save you if something happens." Fan Jiang threw up his sleeves and entered the dormitory, seemingly very dissatisfied with what she had just said.

Think about it, the emperor reminded you that it was time to get married, and you shamelessly wanted to stay in the palace, how could the emperor be happy to hear it.

The next morning, Yuan Lingjun got up to wash, on time to change the service to ascend to the palace, after the meeting of the hall to discuss, Fan Guifei decided.

Yuan Ling was tasteless, and painted on the fan surface. The fan is introduced into the country by the envoys of the Eastern Wu Dynasty, it is said that it comes from the East Ying, because it can be folded and closed, easy to carry, and gradually replaced the waist fan with a history of 100 years, and began to be popular in the palace of the Jin Kingdom, and later flowed into the people, the Jin State to the princes and ministers to the common people all use the fan, which is not only a tool for shaking the wind and enjoying the coolness, but also becomes the ornament of the literati to show their identity.

“…… What does 陛xià think? ”

The hall suddenly fell silent, and Yuan Lingjun looked up inexplicably, only to find that the ministers were facing her, and they were suddenly at a loss. Is this majesty her?

"Are you listening?" One minister suspected she was wandering.

"I'm listening." Isn't it just a river diversion project, which is a good thing, but the treasury is in the hands of Fan Jiang, and a large amount of it is invested in the military, where there is still money left, Fan Jiang will not agree.

Yuan Lingjun secretly took a look, and Fan Jiang was sitting upright next to him, closing his eyelids and not knowing what he was thinking.

The minister thought that she had not heard clearly, and repeated what he had just said, with the benefit of diversion, and as soon as he finished speaking, the voice of opposition immediately sounded, and the few people who were still calm were almost about to fight.

Fan Jiang was overwhelmed, and patted the low table, "Everyone, don't be impatient, listen to what Your Majesty says." ”

More than a dozen pairs of eyes all fell on the emperor. Yuan Lingjun turned a deaf ear, his hand still did not stop, and after wiping the last few strokes, he asked, "Finished?" ”

The next one says, "It's over." (To be continued.) )