The Internal Affairs Office was busy with Concubine Xiao Chen's funeral, and the draft date was naturally postponed.

The draft was postponed, and Lu Jing, the head of the household, had a chance to breathe.

In the past few days, he has been thinking about whether he can unite a group of old ministers and princes to persuade Emperor Jing'an to cancel the triennial draft.

In Lu Jing's view, Emperor Jing'an has passed half a hundred, and he is no longer a young and strong young man, even if he has lust, there are still 3,000 beauties in the harem, so why bother to waste money and money?

The most important thing is that Emperor Jing'an only took a fancy to one or two of the hundreds of thousands of beautiful girls selected from all over the country at a great deal of financial resources, and only one or two of them, which can only show that His Majesty has a unique vision, but the point is that Lu Jing is not allowed to return to Beijing within three years, which really makes Lu Jing distressed.

Emperor Jing'an's body is strong and healthy, and if he continues like this, Lu Jing is worried that he will die in a foreign land halfway.

He has an old father and mother, a wife and concubines, and children, and he leaves home all day long to search for women, what is this called?

After ten years of hard study and hard work, he thought that he could serve the court, but he thought that he was depressed when he did such an errand all day long.

But he couldn't recommend someone else to Emperor Jing'an to replace him, because since Emperor Jing'an let him see the portrait eighteen years ago, he told him not to tell others about it.

Since he couldn't tell others, he naturally couldn't recommend others to Emperor Jing'an to replace him.

Now that the funeral of Concubine Xiao Chen, the draft date has been postponed, which means that he can stay in Beijing for a while, these days he can reunite with his wife and concubines and children, and the land realm is almost half a hundred, and his complaints about Emperor Jing'an are getting deeper and deeper, and he really doesn't want to leave Beijing.

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Nangong Yong, the second prince, who had never appeared in front of everyone, also appeared at Concubine Xiao Chen's funeral today, Concubine Xiao Chen is a concubine, the head of the first palace, and the younger generations cannot be absent from the funeral for no reason.

It was the first time An Wanqing saw Nangong Yong, probably because she was bored in the mansion all day, Nangong Yong's whole face was a little pale, and she looked a little depressed and depressed.

Because the heel of his right foot is one piece shorter than the heel of his left foot since he was a child, he walks one high and one low, and it is because of this defect that Nangong Yong has always had low self-esteem, even if he walks slowly and wears a long robe, he still can't cover this defect.

"Second brother, I haven't seen you for a long time." Nangong Qi approached Nangong Yong and said with a smile.

"Qi'er has grown a lot taller." Nangong Yong touched Nangong Qi's cheek and smiled slightly.

"Second brother, don't always be bored in the mansion in the future, often go out of the mansion and walk around, no one dares to say anything." Nangong Qi persuaded him with good words.

Nangong Yong's face changed slightly and nodded.

"Ahem..."Nangong Yu coughed lightly, pulled Nangong Qi behind him, and smiled at Nangong Yong: "It seems that this kid of the seventh brother is thinking of the second brother." ”

Nangong Yong nodded and did not answer.

Nangong Yu turned around and glared at Nangong Qi. You kid, which pot you don't open and which pot you don't mention, stupid.

Nangong Qi pouted and stood next to Nangong Yu.

The third brother, the younger brother has no side meaning, the second brother is narrow-minded and thinks too much.

"The prince has arrived." The eunuch guarding outside the Huajing Hall shouted.

Concubine Xiao Chen's funeral, Emperor Jing'an did not come, and handed over to the crown prince Nangong Mo to be fully responsible.

"The brothers are here." Nangong Mo walked into the Huajing Hall, glanced at everyone in the hall, his eyes stayed on Nangong Yong's body for a while, and he sneered in his heart.

Everyone hurriedly knelt down on one knee and saluted, "I've seen the prince." ”

Looking at the people kneeling in front of him, Nangong Mo put his hands behind his back and sneered in his heart, even if you look down on Prince Ben? It's not like kneeling in front of the prince and bowing down.

Nangong Mo didn't let everyone get up for a long time, and the princes kneeling on the ground inevitably felt a little breathless, but they dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, after all, the prince is the prince of the country, and if Emperor Jing'an is not there, the prince is the sky.

Nangong Qi was speechless for a while, and muttered to Nangong Yu in a low voice: "Third brother, he didn't let us get up, is this deliberately hanging us?" Today, I want to kneel down and worship Concubine Chen, he ......"

"Go back and complain." Nangong Yu turned his head and glared at him, and reminded him in a low voice, his pupils were a little deep.

Everyone naturally understands that Nangong Mo is kneeling down to Concubine Xiao Chen today to give everyone a dismount and let everyone correct their identities.

If he does not fall for a day, he is the rightful prince of the Nanzhao Kingdom. If others dare to have other thoughts, they are all transgressors.

Nangong Shuo held his breath in his heart, and just about to raise his head and say a word, but Nangong Hao grabbed his arm.

"Sixth brother, don't be reckless." Nangong Hao reminded in a low voice.

Nangong Shuo snorted coldly in his heart.

I saw Yan Qingyu walking into the Huajing Hall with his hands behind his back, Concubine Xiao Chen had raised him, so he naturally had the obligation to come over and bow down, but seeing everyone kneeling on the ground with an unconvinced face, Yan Qingyu frowned, and probably guessed it.

"I've seen the prince." Yan Qingyu rarely gave Nangong Mo a face, and bowed, but he didn't kneel.

Nangong Mo's pupils sank, and he slowly approached Yan Qingyu, and sneered, "Shouldn't Lord Yan start learning the rules again?" ”

"Is this governor here today to bow down to Concubine Chen, or to bow down to the prince?" Yan Qingyu smiled lightly and asked rhetorically.

"...... you" Nangong Mo's face changed suddenly, and he glared at him angrily, "Presumptuous, Yan Qingyu, how qualified are you to talk to this prince like this." ”

"The prince should let everyone get up first, so as not to complain and reach His Majesty's ears, I'm afraid it's not good." Yan Qingyu reminded.

After speaking, Yan Qingyu ignored everyone, walked to Concubine Chen's spirit card and kowtowed three times, then got up and said, "The minister still has official inspections, so he will retire first." ”

"You ......" watched him stride away, Nangong Mo's face turned green.

I only heard Nangong Qi shouting: "Brother Prince, let everyone get up quickly, the little brother hasn't started to kneel down to worship Concubine Chen, and his legs are numb." ”

Nangong Shuo stood up directly, and said unconvinced: "Nangong Mo, did you do it on purpose......?"

"Sixth brother, you're crazy!" Nangong Hao's pupils dilated, and he grabbed his arm.

"Nangong Shuo, you are so bold, you dare to be presumptuous to this prince, and you are ......"

"Today is the day to bow down to my mother, and the king does not want his brothers to quarrel in front of his mother's spirit." Without waiting for Nangong Mo to finish speaking, Nangong Hui suddenly opened his mouth and reminded sharply.

Mr. Chonghua, who has always been gentle and elegant, is angry for the first time, and he has obviously touched his bottom line.

Nangong Mo took a deep breath and shook his robe violently, "Get up, my father has an order, everyone is in the Huajing Hall for Concubine Xiao Chen's linen and vigil for a day, during which you are not allowed to eat, led by this prince." ”

Everyone got up, and the eunuchs waited for them to put on plain white linen clothes, found their kneeling mats and knelt straight, and began to wear linen and guard the spirit.

Nangong Mo and the crown princess knelt at the front of the first row. The second row is the second prince to the fourth prince. The third row is from the fifth prince to the seventh prince. After that, there are the princesses and the people of the royal grandson clan.

The brothers were not in harmony with each other, and obviously their moods were also different.

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