Nan Baoyi thought about it, and suddenly her eyes lit up.

She said crisply: "Your Majesty, I don't want you to promise anything now, can you keep this reward for the time being, and then ask you to fulfill it when I have a wish I want to make in the future?" ”

As long as she doesn't make a wish, the second brother will always owe her this reward.

The Son of Heaven is full of words.

Until he fulfilled his promise, he would not have been able to take her life as his ministers wished.

In other words, as long as she doesn't make a wish, it is impossible for the ministers to coerce the Son of Heaven to kill her, otherwise it will be to force the Son of Heaven to be untrustworthy.

Xiao Yi raised her eyebrows, Nan Jiaojiao could actually think of this layer.

Thin lips raised a chuckle, and he bowed his head: "Yes." ”

The families came back and looked at each other.

always felt as if they were being calculated by the Son of Heaven and Nan Baoyi.

They have been preparing for so long, just looking forward to sending their daughter to the palace, but they didn't get the last bit of benefit, not to mention, and they had to give up their verbal criticism of Nan Baoyi?!

They were furious.

It is also a family that has been entrenched in Chang'an City for hundreds of years, and does not dare to claim power and opposition, but it also dares to claim to be a deep-rooted and solid dignity.

Being teased by Xiao Yi like this really made them angry.

They glanced at each other a few times, and were about to join forces to participate, when Xiao Yi suddenly said, "That's right—"

And they all looked together.

The new emperor sat by the palace lamp, and when he laughed, his phoenix eyes were narrow and long, like a sharp blade out of the sheath: "I am determined to establish Zhao as the crown prince, and I will be officially canonized in the spring of next year." ”

It's like a boulder thrown into a lake.

The atmosphere of the night banquet, which was quite relaxed just now, was like a thunderbolt in an instant.

He actually wants to make a prince!

Their daughters haven't entered the palace yet!

There was almost no need for anyone to take the lead, and most of the courtiers fell to their knees one after another: "Your Majesty can't!" ”

"Your Majesty is in the prime of life, why do you need to make a prince!"

"Since ancient times, the eldest prince is not long, the mother family of the eldest prince is humble, and he is not worthy of being my prince Dayong!"

"Your Majesty think twice!"

“……”

The ministers were full of worries about the country and the people, as if they were really thinking about the country, as if as long as Xiao Yi set up Xiao Dingzhao as the prince tonight, the country of Dayong would not be able to be saved tomorrow.

Xiao Yi sat lazily and admired the appearance of their chests beating their feet.

It's exciting, much more exciting than their daughter's performance.

His thin lips were always pouting with a touch of sarcasm, and he finally had enough of appreciating it, so he drank half a glass of wine slowly, and squinted at his ministers: "When I was in the southwest, I acted casually and recklessly, and I was never restrained. It is said that Chang'an is open, but I feel that every day in the palace is like sitting on pins and needles and cannot be free.

"Tonight, I want to make a prince. If you refuse, it is nothing more than that the appointment of the prince hinders your interests. asked his daughters to dance, but he just wanted to send them into the palace as concubines so as to benefit the family. They are all people who have been mixed in the government and the opposition for many years, and everyone knows your thoughts and thoughts, so why do you want to mediate with me in the name of serving the country? It's really boring. ”

A word, frankly spoken.

made the ministers' cheeks hot and speechless.

Xiao Yi knocked on the dwarf case, glanced at them around, and the smile on the corner of his lips became even more sarcastic.

At the state banquet tonight, he also had the intention of tempting the ministers.

A while ago, he knelt outside his imperial study one after another to petition, he thought how arrogant and tricky they were, how difficult they were, but he didn't expect him to be a little tougher, and they didn't dare to speak.

It is not unreasonable for Shen Jiang to reign in Dayong for twenty years as a woman.

He became more and more interested: "You are so eager to recommend your daughters, as if they can't get married. Even so, I did a good deed and gave them marriage. ”

He ordered the mandarin duck spectrum for a while.

Tianshu has the relationship genealogy of all the families in Chang'an City, which family is the enemy family, he knows it clearly, and he likes to point the enemy family and the enemy family as relatives, but for a while, half of the courtiers' faces turned green!

Xiao Yi stood up satisfied: "The Mid-Autumn Festival Night Banquet, that's it." No one can say anything about the establishment of a prince. In the past, Empress Shen was dictatorial and domineering, and you remember that I was better than her. ”

The Panlong Brass Sanding Wine Bottle was thrown heavily on the low case.

He brushed his sleeves and walked away.

The palace attendant hurriedly followed with palm fans, palace lamps and other things, and the ceremony was mighty and inviolable.

The Temple of Wind Dew fell into an unspeakable silence.

Nan Baoyi was in a very good mood, picked up the silver spoon, and happily dug bird's nest porridge to eat.

The second brother specially instructed the imperial dining room to stew it for her, and she was the only one in the hall, and there were no other little ladies!

She ate happily, but she was knocked on the head by Nanguang and scolded: "Eat, eat, you know how to eat!" I've been with him for so long, and I don't know that Nu Zhili gave birth to a son, and I'm so angry! ”

Nan Baoyi lifted her eyes from the small white glazed bowl.

When she laughed, the pair of red phoenix eyes were curved and shiny, like two crescent moons.

Sweet and well-behaved.

The old lady touched her head with pity: "I can see it now, our family is not a high gate, what are you going to fight for?" Watching the game between the Son of Heaven and the courtiers tonight is really thrilling. It can be seen that the seat is not easy to sit, and it is not comfortable to sit. Let's fight for that, and manage our own lives well, which is better than anything else. ”

Nan Baoyi swallowed the bird's nest porridge and nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "That's the reason!" Dad, you're so stupid, and if your grandson is stupid too, that's the end of it! ”

"Hey, you kid!"

At the state banquet tonight, the ministers came with excitement and returned with defeat.

Only the Nan family is happy, in the eyes of the ministers, like a stupid roe deer, after all, their daughter is the most promising to become the queen, in case a child gives birth to a prince, isn't it the eldest son of the new emperor?

Now that the new emperor has set up Xiao Dingzhao as the crown prince, the Nan family is still happy, and they don't know what they are happy about!

……

After Nan Baoyi personally sent his family out of the palace, it was already midnight.

When he was surrounded by the palace maids and returned to the dormitory, a grandmother suddenly came over and respectfully greeted him.

She said respectfully: "The old slave is serving the first queen, tonight in the Mid-Autumn Festival, the first queen specially prepared a gift for the Son of Heaven, please go to the cold palace and transfer the gift to the Son of Heaven." ”

Nan Baoyi heard it rarely.

Shen Jiang, would he prepare a Mid-Autumn Festival gift for his second brother?

The sun is really coming out in the west.

Thinking about it, she hadn't seen Shen Jiang since the battle in Jiangnan, and she said, "Lead the way, I just went over to visit her." ”

……

The cold palace is really lonely.

Although it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the outer hall is only lit with a few sparse faded palace lamps, the moon shadow is swaying, reflecting the osmanthus flowers of a few trees outside the window, and the occasional partridge chirps, but it is even more deserted here.

Nan Baoyi stepped into the inner sanctum.

The inner sanctum is spacious and the furnishings are simple and quaint.

In the shadows in the corner, there were countless Heavenly Pivot secret guards, staring at Shen Jiang in turn at twenty-four hours, not letting her kill herself.

The bead curtain is swaying lightly, and the sound is subtle.

Nan Baoyi's gaze fell on the window.

The woman kneeling there, with white hair dragging on the ground, a beautiful face under the moon, and a low table in front of her had fine wine and delicacies and a plate of delicate moon cakes, but she did not move her chopsticks.

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