Chapter 8: The Patterns of Famous Monarchs Through the Ages (7)
The queen didn't know what the emperor meant by asking again, but she still nodded: "Yes, Your Majesty, the concubine thinks it's inappropriate." β
Lin Duxi was overjoyed: "Great! β
The queen was not sure if she was having auditory hallucinations: "Your Majesty, what did you say?" β
Lin Du came back to his senses: "It's nothing, Zitong thinks it's inappropriate, but I think it's very appropriate." β
"That's the concubine's gaffe, I hope Your Majesty will atone for her sins." The queen returned to her place.
After a while, the royal dancing queen and singer of Lin Dusk's birthday banquet came.
The pomp and circumstance are full of classical beauty.
"Yes, yes." Lin Dui was still unfinished: "It's just that the Fufei Palace is still a little small, and it can't be stretched, let's hold a dinner party in the Qianqing Palace tomorrow." β
"Your Majesty is inappropriate." The queen stood up again: "It's just one time today, these singers and dancers are busy with the birthday banquet every day, and they can't be allowed to prepare other banquets, otherwise I'm afraid they will miss the birthday banquet." β
"It's okay, I'm the emperor, I can do whatever I want." Lin Du was rarely happy, and she finally found a way to be a faint king.
Before the queen could speak again, the court musician rushed out: "Your Majesty, you can't." β
"Why?" Lin Du deliberately frowned to show his impatience.
"Your Majesty, there are so many dancing girls and singers, of course they should serve your various banquets. But if something goes wrong with the nativity feast, even if you can tolerate it, we will never be able to survive in the world, so you can have pity on me, and pity these dancing girls and singers. The musician spoke so sincerely that he was almost in tears.
Lin Du saw that the person who could be his grandfather knelt and kowtowed to him, and he couldn't bear it, "Forget it, let them prepare for the birthday banquet." β
"A woman's kindness." Lu Zhaoqing's voice appeared coldly in Lin Dui's mind.
"I know I'm doing this a bit of the Virgin White Lotus, and now I'm even a mud bodhisattva crossing the river - it's hard to protect myself, but you can also see it, that old man is really pitiful......" Lin Dui's voice became smaller and smaller.
"It's up to you to decide whether you can go back anyway. I don't care. Lu Zhaoqing hated the iron, and left with a sentence.
Lin Du thought for a while: "Queen, I think this palace is really lacking singers and dancers, this matter must be done quickly, tomorrow." β
"No." The Queen's Decree.
"Wait." Lin Duan had another idea: "I don't need you, Lu Fuxin, pass on my will, appoint Prime Minister Wang Yanxiang as the initiator of the women's group, and order each state capital to select a total of 10,000 singers and dancers to send to the capital according to the proportion of heads, and let Wang Xiang arrange layers of selection, and finally select 1,000 singers and dancers." These thousand and one singers and dancers, let him think about the competition system, judge together in the front and harem, select three hundred and one people to stay in the palace, and then select eleven people from these three hundred and one people to form a team, and sing and dance for me in the future. β
Lu Fuxin was a little confused: "Your Majesty, what is the initiator of the women's group?" β
"The so-called initiator of the girl group-" Lin Du tried to think about the wording: "The singers and dancers are all women, and when they are together, they are a girl group." Wang Xiang is in charge of the selection, but he is not the initiator of the women's group. β
"This activity, let's call it, singing and dancing one." Lin Dui felt that he was really a clever little ghost.
"Your Majesty, what does this zero one mean?" The queen was puzzled.
"Uh......" Lin Du didn't expect an idea to explain by himself, "Ten thousand and one, one thousand and one, eleven, they are all selected from one in a million, so you don't need to be too serious." β
"The minion is going to give the decree." Lu Fuxin is actually not sure if he can convey it clearly.
All the concubines looked at the queen, and the queen knew that she should stand up and say something, but she had already dismissed the emperor's face twice this night, and she really didn't want to stand up and say it for the third time.
Seeing that the queen didn't move, Concubine Shu stood up, walked in front of Lin Du, and knelt down: "Your Majesty, isn't this move a bit too laborious and costly?" β
Lin Du used the mantra of the faint king: "I am the emperor, I can do whatever I want." β
After that, Lin Dui brushed his sleeves away without looking back, leaving a room of concubines looking at each other.
Over there, Wang Yanxiang and Wang Xiang knew this will, and he didn't sleep all night, and he couldn't figure out what the emperor meant.
Early the next morning, he let people spread the word that he wanted to face the saint.
Lin Du heard the news in a warm and comfortable bed, and responded with only two words: "No." β
The emperor didn't see him, Wang Yanxiang had no choice, and he couldn't resist the decree, so he had to follow the emperor's will last night.
For a time, the whole country began to select singers and dancers, and it was not lively.
This is something that has not been done in thousands of years of history.
Everyone said that this emperor was lowered by someone, how can he be a good emperor who is diligent in political affairs, thinking about singing and dancing all day long, and he can't go to court.
"Yes, your luck has disappeared a bit." Lu Zhaoqing told Lin Dui.
Lin Du breathed a sigh of relief, she finally had hope of going back.
Lu Zhaoqing said deliberately: "But the mess you left behind is no easier to take care of than war." I thought you were a prosperous white lotus, and you couldn't cause trouble to the original owner by sacrificing yourself. β
Lin Du sighed, and she asked Lu Zhaoqing, "Is it that once the luck disappears, it won't come back?" β
"Luck is such a thing, it's not easy to reverse, if it disappears, you can only come back a small part of it." Lu Zhaoqing replied.
Lin Du was confident: "Don't worry, I naturally have a way to solve it, and I will bring things back." β
A few more days passed.
Before the singer and dancer were selected, it was time for the emperor's birthday banquet.
The kings of Yunnan and Xiangyang naturally also came.
Singing and dancing, staggered, the Qianqing Palace is very lively,
"How about it, the two vassal kings are satisfied with the ten beauties I rewarded you last time?" Lin Dui asked casually.
"Your Majesty's reward for the people, the ministers are naturally satisfied." The king of Yunnan bowed down in thanksgiving.
Lin Du waved his hand, "In that case, what good news do the two vassal kings have?" β
"Good news?" The king of Yunnan and the king of Xiangyang did not understand: "The ministers are stupid, and I hope that Your Majesty will make it clear." β
Lin Du smiled unhesitantly: "Oh, it's the last time the two vassal kings said that their sons are brothers, friends and brothers, I am very envious, I hope you can have more sons." I hope that the whole country can learn this way of benevolence and filial piety. β
Rao is the two vassal kings who have passed through the wind and waves are also a little shy: "Not yet, Your Majesty." β
"In this case, I will make a holy decree, Lu Fuxin!" Lin Du motioned for Lu Fuxin to write it down.
Lu Fuxin hurriedly bowed: "Your Majesty, please speak." β
"Call on the whole country to learn the benevolence and filial piety of the sons of the two vassal kings, and they must be like them, brothers, friends and brothers." Lin Du seemed to be standing up for the vassal kings, after all, even the emperor praised them.
Wang Yanxiang was a little anxious, he couldn't figure out what he wanted to do, so he stood up and wanted to object: "Your Majestyβ"