Outside the palace, there are several palaces, close to the back mountain, which are used to settle some concubines, which can also be regarded as concubines in the room. After all, Yan Xu and the others were guests from Qilu, and they were arranged in a separate small palace.

Yan Xu pushed open the window, and he could see the magnificent and abandoned, but abandoned, half-eaves not far away. Yan Xu recognized that it was the Temple of Worship. In the past five years in Xixuan, Yan Xu also understood that the blood and flowing power that he had always thought belonged to Xixuan, the power from hell. No wonder the destiny of heaven has always been unclear to her. So where did the scene that always existed in my dreams come from when I was a child?

The palace that can't be seen clearly, the plaque of the Kangxuan Dynasty, and the dragon Xiang.

Yan Xu sighed leisurely, but he didn't expect that after a turn, he came back again.

She propped up her head and fixed herself outside the window, looking at the new clothes that spring had put on the earth, and the snow that had not yet completely melted in the emperor.

The palace maid who cleaned had already cleaned it meaningfully, and the eunuch with his bags also put down his bags.

Because Yinzhu is a female official, she lives in a small house on the other side, and she lives in a small house with others, which is big, not big, and small, and she is left alone, Yan Xu squinted her eyes, and suddenly felt extremely relaxed. Five years, I was tired. In Xixuan, in the Xu family, he played Xu Yan who was not his own, what was he for? Maybe he doesn't know.

It's just that in his mind, the figure in his sleep, the back, made Yan Xu run hard all the time.

Why did you get close to Long Xiang in the first place, when you were in Qilu, why did you pretend to be that Le Ji, why did you go to bed, and in the end, it was because of your selfishness.

The corners of Yan Xu's mouth couldn't help but pull a smile. She exhaled slowly, and she imagined the breath from her mouth turning into a white mist, dissipating in the air, drifting towards the Heavenly Worship Hall in the distance.

When Yan Xu's eyes opened unconsciously, in the middle of heaven and earth, the temple of heaven still stood tall as a pillar supporting heaven and earth, and the surrounding light also turned a faint red, and the tree not far in front of him was swaying, but under the tree, there was one more person smiling at him.

Yan Xu was stunned for a moment, her cheeks seemed to be dyed with the color of peach blossoms, and two-thirds of the distance of her vision, about ten steps away, was the figure of a man, standing in the place where the shadow of the tree cast, the shadow of the tree was dyed behind him, and the sunset was dyed in front.

He smiled slightly at himself, with a smile that only two people know, and his eyes looked at himself, and there were secrets in his eyes that only two people knew.

The corners of the clothes raised by the breeze trembled in the air, like a dragon on the fabric of the clothes taking off.

It's good you're back!

The corners of Yan Xu's mouth sobbed with an unconscious smile, yes, I'm back.

Sometimes Yan Xu feels that it is not his own self, perhaps, he is quite free!

The sky had slowly faded, and the bell hanging on the eaves of the Temple of Heaven was gently touched, slowly brewing in the air, and reaching the ears like a buzzing bell.

Even though everyone doesn't know me, in your eyes, I'm the one you miss, and that's enough!

After a few days, Wang Xi's mouth will arrive in a blink of an eye. The hall was carefully arranged, some ministers were looking forward to it, some ministers were watching a play, some ministers stayed out of the matter, and a few ministers were naturally anxious.

After all, five years have passed. These five years have two meanings, the first is naturally that the queen's mourning period has passed. The second layer is because on this day, the concubines of the harem are not favored, and those who are not given titles will be sent out of the palace. Awarded the title, if you are not pampered, you can leave the palace according to your personal wishes, just like Concubine Yan. Of course, if you don't want to, you can continue to stay in the palace, just like Concubine Yuan.

Unlike Wang Cen and Wang Laochun's smug expression, Lord Qiu had a helpless expression on his face.

"The emperor has arrived. Wang Xi's father-in-law said loudly in the main hall.

All the courtiers bowed in unison. Waiting for the emperor, he walked to the dragon chair, and said slowly: "Everyone is flat." “

"Xie Dishang. “

Long Xiang looked around at all the courtiers on the field, compared to five years ago, Long Xiang seemed to be more stable, in this seemingly calm atmosphere, he had mastered the relationship between everyone, which may be a sign of maturity.

"The widow and the concubine, during the visit to the country of Qilu, are the various priests okay?"

Wang Cen took the lead in standing up and said, "Everything is fine with the officials, and the transfer of officials from various state capitals is also recorded. “

Lord Feng next to him also opened his mouth: "Si Lifu is also fine, and the previous sacrifices are also recorded in history." “

As the two adults spoke, the rest of the Fu Si also briefly informed them of the recent events, all in all, everything was fine.

After hearing this, Long Xiang nodded and said, "Your Excellency has worked hard. “

Wang Cen looked around, no one present spoke, and looked at Lord Feng, Lord Feng nodded, took a step forward, and said: "Emperor, the queen's mourning period has passed, and the flower albums from all over the country have also been sent to the palace, please take a look." “

Long Xiang naturally heard the meaning of the words, and said with a smile: "This album, the widows have already seen it, and they are all from famous families, but now Xixuan is eyeing the tiger, and the widows have no intention of doing it wantonly." It's better to name it and directly seal the concubine. “

"This. “

Hearing Long Xiang's words, all the ministers present were slightly stunned, after all, there were few emperors who were so hasty, just by looking at the name, they directly named the concubine, and they didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Wang Xi. Long Xiang naturally took the expressions on the field into his eyes, and called: "How many concubines in the palace have left the palace this time?"

"Concubine Yan. "Of course, except for the female officials and concubines who lived together, only the daughter of the richest man left the palace alone.

"Then this time, the widow ordered a show girl as a concubine. After Long Xiang said this, he also paused deliberately.

All the courtiers on the field seemed to have something in their hearts, if the emperor wanted political stability, he would naturally choose the daughter of a courtier with a lot of power, such as the daughter of General Fuda, or the daughter of the Gongfu Division, who was in charge of the fortifications and happened to be sixteen years old.

Wang Cen also thought the same as other ministers, and just wanted to step forward, it happened that Long Xiang also opened his mouth.

Long Xiang paused, and then said: "It's good for the widow to look at Wang Yu, so it's better to make Wang Yu the jade concubine, so that Concubine Jue won't be lonely and boring." “

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar again.

Such a move is undoubtedly abnormal, so doesn't it tell everyone that this harem is in the hands of the Wang family? Could it be that the emperor will reuse the Wang family? In this way, the power of the court seems to be biased in favor of the Wang family again.

General Fu's face changed, but there were not too many waves. Without the election of the current dynasty, the emperor's choice, at most, can only show the deviation of power, and it has nothing to do with the appearance and talent of those show girls. These courtiers who gave the show girl naturally had nothing to say.

Originally, what they did was for the sake of power, and the emperor's choice was understandable.

However, Wang Cen, whose feet had just left the ground, quietly took his feet back again.

"How should the woman sent by Qilu be placed?" asked Wang Xilangsheng.

"Since she is the godsister of the lord of Qilu, she naturally can't be treated badly, then Le Ji, together with Wang Yu, will be a concubine, and then a dancing girl, just a concubine. Long Xiang said with a smile.

However, at this time, everyone in the court doesn't care much about this. Maybe it's still immersed in the last decision.

Also, in a short sentence from the emperor, this Taiping power center seems to have returned to the hands of the Wang family.

After all, in the eyes of everyone.

Wang Jue and Wang Yu are not only sisters, but also the Wang family!