A thick cloud hung over the palace from some point to be, making the entire palace as lifeless as that gloomy winter.

Occasionally, the dark cloud would disperse, but the next time it gathered, it would be faster and thicker, and this time the cloud directly pressed on the top.

This feeling of peace without a sunny day is especially clear.

"How many days has it been?"

The biological clock in the beard period has been formed, and it will wake up when the bell rings at noon, and the body is a little uncomfortable, and the whole person does not need to pretend to be sick and crooked.

Ping'an knew what she was asking, and hurriedly helped her on the back: "It's only the second day, the sky has just turned white, Your Majesty will go to sleep." ”

"Ahem," she felt like she had charcoal in her throat, and she could still sleep.

And why is it only the next day?

Hu Ziqi sat at the head of the bed with his clothes on, and laughed to himself: "The gate of the Liubu Jiuqing family is about to be trampled by the clan relatives." ”

People go to tea and cool, and the wall falls down and everyone pushes ......

This series of words made Ping'an's heart uncomfortably tight.

Hu Ziqi raised his eyes to look at the eunuch: "The clan relatives didn't make any effort on your side?" ”

"Your Majesty!"

Ping An knelt on the ground, and his voice was sad: "The slave will always be the servant of His Majesty, and he will only serve you in this life. ”

"Huh."

Bearded period chuckled: "What are you talking about?" I'm asking if you're pushing your side. Who, tell me. ”

Before, because of Yan Hong's matter, His Majesty didn't believe him, but he still handed over the government to him, but he was not as close as before, and there was less time to serve him closely, but now he suddenly felt that that kind of closeness was back.

The sour nose is not happy for this closeness, but uncomfortable.

He spoke of those who were pushing his side: "Prince Shou, King Le, King Hong, King Ye, King Bo, all handed messages to the minions. ”

"Promise you that as long as they can sit on the throne, they will grant you benefits in the future?" With a sense of wonder, the beard period rubbed his chin and guessed, "What do you want to do?" Say good things? Or do you give them a hand at a critical moment? ”

"Yes."

Ping An heard that there was no blame in this.

Hu Ziqi sighed: "Peace, you have to be careful." ”

Be careful?

Ping An was taken aback, and some didn't understand the meaning of this: "Your Majesty is saying?" ”

She didn't say anything, and leaned on the soft pillow without energy: "Get me some medicine, this energy is really uncomfortable." ”

"I'll call Yan Kaitai over."

"Him?"

Hu Ziqi touched his throat: "I have allowed him to go home to serve his father, now just find a doctor to come over." Also, staring at Li Mu, what he has been doing lately, who he has met, and telling me nothing about it. ”

Peace should be: "The slave told Liu Ming to do it, and it just so happened that these people are also idle now." ”

"Go ahead."

The clan relatives and the Jiuqing of the Sixth Department and the prime minister, how busy are they now?

I'd love to see it for myself.

……

As she guessed, the Liubu Langguan has been constantly harassed by various clansmen in the past few days. didn't let her wait long, only one day later, the prime minister and Jiuqing came to ask to meet.

The beard period coughed a little badly, she didn't let people serve her, she was dressed in the huge dormitory, and she was sick to her stomach when she picked up the hot soup.

It's hard to drink even if you pinch your nose.

She complained with a breath of asthma: "Why do I feel that this medicine is getting worse and worse the more I drink, I won't be hanging, right?" ”

The system laughed mercilessly: [If you hang up, the hundred senses can immediately launch a new emperor. 】

Toothache in the beard period: "I can give five stars to the difficulty of this task." ”

[It was you who met the doctor,] the system urged her, [It's all waiting outside, hurry up, weren't you still in a hurry before.] 88 also wants to know who the six parts have chosen. 】

"What's the hurry?"

The beard period endured nausea, and he poured a few sips and didn't finish the medicine.

No, it's hard for her.

[You can't drink the medicine, no wonder your illness is getting worse and worse. 】

The system went out after her.

"See Your Majesty."

Jiuqing, who had been waiting for a long time, and the prime minister bowed one after another, and their faces seemed to be more serious and calm than any time.

"Excuse me."

She waved her hand casually, and as soon as she sat down, she was put on a cloak over her shoulders.

According to the previous rules, the old prime minister of Longzhong was given a seat, and the others stood.

Hu Ziqi's gaze circled around the Jiuqing and put it on Guozhang: "Guozhang will say it first." I want to hear from you first. ”

He is the ruler of the country, and if he asks him in advance, such attention is a gift.

Liwu bowed slightly to show respect: "The matter is a matter of succession, and the minister has the courage to discuss it with the queen." ”

In the past two days, not only the queen, but even Concubine Li has asked to see her more than once, and Emperor Dingwen's uncle family is even more eager to break in.

The emperor has no queen, and the entire capital is ...... No, it's the whole world, what is it talking about?

I'd love to hear it for myself.

Hu Ziqi pulled back his deviant thoughts, and nodded in a low voice: "I know, Guozhang said." ”

Now that the matter has come to this, what can be done other than accept and look forward?

Fortunately, His Majesty is quite generous to the queen and the Li family, and there should be no problem with the person chosen.

Liwu pondered: "There are two people selected, one is the youngest son of King Hong, who has just turned nine years old, and is stocky and intelligent. ”

After he finished speaking, he looked up at His Majesty, and found that His Majesty was staring at him intently, Liwu didn't dare to explore His Majesty's meaning, and continued: "There is another one who is the fourth son of King Le, who is sixteen years old, and His Majesty gave him a marriage a few days ago. ”

"The fourth son of the king of music......"

Hu Ziqi thought of the little boy carved in pink, and nodded with a smile: "I have an impression of him." What about the others? ”

In front of His Majesty, there is no need for the courtiers to be humble to each other, and the prime minister stood up: "The minister recommended the grandson of the prince, this person is nineteen years old, loyal and dignified, has studied and practiced martial arts since childhood, and now serves in the tiger and leopard camp, and has a son and a daughter. ”

In the past two days, Hu Ziqi has roughly gone through the people who may be elected in the clan, and she knows who the prime minister is talking about, nodded, and still did not express an opinion.

Immediately afterwards, Shou Hexuan of the Ministry of War said: "The descendants of the Wang family of the ministers are also sixteen years old, and they are destined to look a little similar to the first emperor, and the mother of the descendants is the Huaibei Zhu family. ”

Huaibei Zhu, after the sage of Wen, now the books that scholars and doctors are enshrined as sages are based on the thoughts of the sage surnamed Zhu.

The beard period raised his eyebrows: "It's not small." What about you? ”

Dali Siqing stood up: "The minister recommended the descendants of the Hongwang family, who was seventeen years old, to marry a wife and have children." ”

She still nodded.

Linghu Wenshan of the Ministry of Industry stood up: "The minister recommended the prince of Zhuang Kang, who is twenty years old and has been smart since childhood. ”

The Ministry of History then said: "The minister recommended the son of King Bo, this person is also twenty years old, serving in the Ministry of Rites, and has been an envoy to Mobei, and has always been highly praised. ”

"King Bo?"

Hu Ziqi still remembers that a few days ago, King Bo was in front of the door of the dormitory to clean up and come safely.

She pursed her lips: "My son is like Lao Tzu, I don't like King Bo's style." What about the others? ”