Actually, there is another important point that Zhiqin did not say.

It is difficult to hide the affairs in the palace from the eyes of the emperor, and I think that the emperor will receive the news soon. When the time comes, it will be up to the emperor to choose.

If it is dealt with directly, it means that the emperor's friendship with Niangniang is still deep, and he also cares about the little master. If it is not dealt with, it can only be said that the life of the little master will not be easy in the future.

Zhiqin didn't tell Cherry, she was afraid that she would hold on to hope, and when the emperor didn't make any moves, she would be disappointed and do something irrational.

In four years, as an emperor, he has done enough, and no matter how many ministers in the court are, I am afraid that the emperor will not be allowed to continue.

The Temple of Nourishing the Heart

Gonggong Xiao watched the emperor feel restless all day, and he never moved a single chapter.

He originally guessed if it was because the emperor was afraid of a repeat of what happened two years ago, but now it seems that this is not the case, because it is for other reasons.

Is there anything wrong with the little prince's words?

Grandpa Xiao is really unpredictable.

As soon as Tianshu came back, Feng Jiuchuan couldn't wait to ask, "How?" ”

"After the little prince went out of the Heart Cultivation Palace, he went straight to the Yuyang Palace, and met Prince Lian's daughter on the way." Speaking of this, Tianshu's voice paused.

"What's going on?" Feng Jiuchuan asked in a deep voice.

Tianshu reported the matter one by one, and Feng Jiuchuan's face was slightly gloomy.

Those old things, I can't wait anymore.

"These days, you follow Junyi."

"Yes."

The next day, the morning dynasty

In the splendid hall, the people on the dragon chair looked at the ministers below, with indifferent expressions, and the invisible coercion made the ministers under them dare not underestimate this young emperor.

"There is a book to play, and there is no book to retreat." Gonggong Xiao shouted loudly.

The waiter of the Ministry of Rites walked out of the crowd and said respectfully to the emperor on the throne: "Your Majesty, the harem has been empty for many years, and according to the practice of the Jin Kingdom, it should fill the harem and extend the royal heirs." ”

Feng Jiuchuan's indifferent gaze swept over the ministers, "What do you ministers think?" ”

Zuo Shilang stepped forward, "The minister thinks what Li Shilang said is very reasonable. Now there is only one prince under the emperor's knees, which is really a bit thin. It is customary to have a draft every three years. Last year, it was delayed by the floods in the south, but this year the wind and rain are good, and it is a good time. ”

Feng Jiuchuan looked at the prime minister on the right, "Fu Aiqing, what do you think?" ”

The right prime minister took a step forward from the front of the team, "What Zuo Shilang and Li Shilang said, the old minister felt that it was not unreasonable. The imperial heir is the foundation of the royal continuity, and the emperor is also asked for permission. ”

"The minister seconded the proposal."

"The ministers seconded the proposal."

Feng Jiuchuan looked at the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, no one objected, and his thin lips hooked up a cold arc.

"Inkstone."

Mo Yan stepped forward from his side, holding a notebook in his hand, and under the puzzled eyes of the ministers, he spoke: "Zuo Shilang has three sons under his knees, and the eldest prince is lingering in the major flower buildings all the year round, and the third prince is harming his brother, causing the second son to be crippled and sick in bed all the year round. ”

"Li Shilang, there is a wife in the family who poisoned the concubine, and the concubine was unwilling, and he also poisoned him in private, causing his wife to be poisoned and unable to have children."

"Zhou Shangshu ......"

One by one, the things in each house were spread out under the Guangyang Pass, and all the ministers who were named broke out in a cold sweat. Everyone is praying that the next one will not be themselves.

Feng Jiuchuan raised his hand, and Mo Yan stepped back.

"If you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world. Ministers, what do you think? ”