Chapter 17: Shang Yi Who Makes Things (17)
The old man Shoufu was immersed in his own world, and his eyebrows fluttered when he spoke, not noticing the increasingly ugly face of Dill.
It wasn't until he had finished his statement, come back to his senses from his own world, and was still ready to start anew, that he finally met Dill's creepy smile.
After all, the cabinet chief assistant is an old man who is over the age of six, although his body is also tough on weekdays, but after all, he is not as strong as a young man. Under the "violence" of Dill's cold gaze, he soon broke into a cold sweat, and he forgot what he wanted to continue to say.
In response to the two questions raised by the first assistant of the cabinet, Dill answered simply and crudely.
The first thing: It's too early to get up, and even if I can, I don't think about it.
The second thing: Is the noon dynasty not in harmony with the regulations? Then I am very unfortunate to tell you that in the future, there will be not only a noon dynasty but also an evening dynasty, and if I have a whim, maybe there will be a midnight court.
Of course, the actual words can't be so direct, but the meaning is the same.
The second initiation is the Book of Rites.
He was asking the old question of the harem heirs.
The Ministry of Rites is a middle-aged man who is not confused, a typical beautiful bearded man, although he is much younger than the first assistant of the cabinet in terms of age, but he can be equal to him in terms of nagging skills.
Sensing the unsafe look on the dill's face, Nan Lin said loudly: "Your Majesty already knows the meaning of the Book of Rites, and Your Majesty has made his own decision. After saying that, Nan Lin looked at Dill and asked for her opinion.
Different from the previous pushes and obstacles, evading shirk, this time dill responded very directly.
Didn't you let me take the harem? What's so difficult about this, I will respond.
In the main hall, no one made a sound for a while. It seems that this fact is hard to believe.
I thought that I would be ready to fight a protracted war with His Majesty on this matter, but I didn't expect it to be solved so easily.
Happiness came too suddenly, and something was unreal.
"All matters will be handled by the Ministry of Rites." Dill's implied threatening gaze fell on the Ministry of Rites Shangshu, who was dressed in a dark green court robe, "Guan Shangshu must satisfy me. ”
Guan Shangshu: "The minister obeys the order." ”
However, at this moment, Guan Shangshu's heart refused, how could the minister know what kind of man His Majesty liked, in case the minister looked for His Majesty said that he didn't like it, what could the minister do, and the minister was also desperate.
Dill noticed that Nanlin, who was standing on the side, suddenly turned a little pale.
In an instant, the color of blood faded, revealing a distressing and weak beauty.
Dill who has read the plot naturally knows what Nanlin has in mind for the original owner.
But so what? The original owner's wish is only to marry the nine thousand years old as the imperial husband, as for whether to marry him alone, and whether there are other harems, all this the original owner did not explain, naturally it was due to Dill's own preferences.
Perhaps the noon dynasty came in a bit of a hurry, and after the two tirades were played, no one played.
After the next dynasty, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu asked to see Dill alone.
"What's the matter with Aiqing?" Dill sat on the soft floor of the imperial study, casually fiddling with the Pixiu ornaments in her hand.
"I want to ask Your Majesty what kind of man he prefers."
"Poof", looking at the solemn and serious man in front of him asking a serious question, Dill couldn't help laughing.
"Of course I like young and beautiful men." Dill smiled brightly, and looked happily at the mask on the face of the man in front of her, revealing the blush and astringency inside.