Chapter 30: The first thing he did in the first year of Chengde

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Chapter 30: The first thing he did in the first year of Chengde

Author: Skyrim Drive

He Yue's footsteps stagnated, stopped halfway, and after a while, He Yue continued to walk forward with Feng Ran: "What about this one?" Feng Ran followed He Yue quietly and did not speak again. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Originally, He Yue would also be like his father, the crown prince, waiting for twenty or thirty years, and waiting until he was forty or fifty years old to ascend the throne, he thought, if he had to wait twenty or thirty years to ascend to the throne, would his passionate enthusiasm gradually cool down? Will his grand ambition be smoothed out by the years? What can an emperor who ascended the throne at nearly fifty years expect him to do? He will probably try to keep it like his ancestors, right?

It was Lu Feiqing who suddenly rushed out and changed all this. It was Lu Feiqing who inadvertently helped him ascend the throne in advance, and it was also Lu Feiqing who inadvertently helped him force Feng Ran to his side, and he even used Lu Feiqing to strike a big blow to disintegrate the power of his eldest brother. Actually, Lu Feiqing has a lot of credit, right?

Seeing that Feng Ran didn't speak, He Yue no longer forced Feng Ran and said, "Feng Ran, I'll tell you." My wish is that my country will be prosperous and the people will be strong, the people will live and work in peace and contentment, and the army will be strong and strong. With the time of my life, I will make the entire Fengmeng Continent rich and strong, live and work in peace and contentment, and be strong and strong. This was the deepest wish he had buried in his heart, and he couldn't tell anyone, not even his father. Once you say it, you are the enemy of the world. However, He Yue couldn't help but tell the person who accompanied him to welcome the arrival of his dynasty, He Yue's slightly tired face flashed with a soft brilliance, his eyes flashed with sparkle, gently hugged Feng Ran's left waist, tilted his head sideways, looked back at Feng Ran, and said solemnly: "Feng Ran, you watch carefully, I will definitely achieve this!"

Feng Ran silently followed He Yue's footsteps, and had no intention of speaking at all. He Yue's wish is so grand, his wish is so small, but He Yue still won't give it to him. Perhaps, every emperor who has just ascended the throne will make such a grand wish when he enters their dynastic years, but what does it have to do with him? He just wants to rescue Lu Feiqing and see that he is alive and well. Once, he also had such a grand wish, and he was also full of confidence, thinking that he would definitely achieve it with his own efforts. However, his grand ambition was soon crushed into ashes under the iron hooves of Suoyun Kingdom, and was annihilated in He Yue's persecution again and again.

Now, he's just very simple, still alive.

The two people who walked so closely, one couldn't hide their joy, and the other covered endless sadness.

Xiao Qi caught up from behind and bowed from afar: "Your Majesty, the Queen Mother is still waiting in the palace." When He Yue came out, he obviously told the Queen Mother that the time was good, and the time was over, Xiao Qi watched He Yue still holding the male pet in the back house of the Prince's Mansion and slowly swaying, this is the frame that is ready to go to dawn?

He Yue didn't forget his promise to his mother, but it was rare for him to get so close to Feng Ran, and it was rare for Feng Ran to obey him so quietly, and he unconsciously indulged in it. After listening to Xiao Qi's reminder, he quickened his pace of walking, and along the way, he didn't speak again.

On this Chinese New Year's Eve, in addition to the reunion of the mother and son, the Queen Mother said the most about the marriage. He Yue succeeded to the throne at the age of twenty-three, and there was no concubine by his side, which was a rare thing in the history of Suoyun Kingdom.

As early as the beginning of He Yue's succession, the Queen Mother made a statement to select a virtuous queen for He Yue among the ministers' families. So he launched a prestigious queen selection among the hundreds of officials and ministers, but the queen finally selected He Yue, and her attitude towards this matter was too indifferent. He Yue handed over the matter to the Queen Mother to deal with it with full authority, and plunged into political affairs by herself, basically ignoring the post-election matters.

The Queen Mother felt that He Yue's attitude was not quite right, so she seized the opportunity of tonight and took advantage of the wine to say a few more words to He Yue. vaguely revealed some of the meaning of "the joy of the boudoir, the joy is endless", and then brought up the draft again.

The psychology of the Queen Mother is very strange. She wished that her emperor's husband would marry her alone, and that she would be the only one to give birth to the emperor's husband. However, she wished that her emperor's son had three palaces and six courtyards, and the descendants of the emperor's son would bloom everywhere. The queen mother saw that there were too few women around her son, so she originally proposed that the post-election and the draft be held at the same time, and she wanted to vigorously enrich the harem for her son. While accepting the election, He Yue resolutely vetoed the draft: his son was drafted on a large scale when he first ascended to the throne, which cost the people and money, and was not good for the country. Besides, the queen is undecided, and her son should be treated as a vacant position, and in the future, the couple will have a deep affection, and the queen will preside over the draft, wouldn't it be better? This word was spread out, and the refueling and vinegar spread He Yue into a big love seed! Only the queen mother knew that she, the emperor's son, was not at all concerned about the matter of marrying, and the so-called words of letting the future queen preside over the draft were purely prevarications. She couldn't help but feel a little worried: When will she be able to hold her grandson? She had just died of the emperor's husband, and this emperor's son was not very close to her, and her heart was empty, she had no one to rely on, and there was no sustenance for that family affection, so she was especially looking forward to having a child. The harem is not childless, her emperor husband has a little princess who is not yet under the age of age, but it is a child born to her husband with another woman, and she wants her own grandson.

The Queen Mother was also bitter in her heart, and she couldn't help but chatter a few more words with He Yue during the festival. He Yue failed to return to the palace on time, and the Queen Mother naturally thought that her son was annoying her nagging, and it was inevitable that she would complain again.

He Yue walked into the front hall of the back house with the surprised gaze of the stewards, sat on the main seat, pointed to the second seat next to him, and said, "Sit here." ”

In front of the emperor, how can a slave who sells himself have the qualifications to sit down? Not to mention that he is still almost on an equal footing? In the astonishment of the eyes of all the stewards, Feng Ran walked over lightly and sat down with a butt, without even saying "thank you for sitting"!

He Yue didn't tell everyone to get up, and said: "Call everyone here and announce one thing, from now on, the prince's mansion will be handed over to this wind-dyed prince, and everyone will see the ceremony again." ”

This was the first thing He Yue did in the first year of his Chengde, announcing that Feng Ran was in charge of the Prince's Mansion.

In other words, Feng Ran is not the master in name, but he has all the power of the master.

As soon as these words came out, the front hall of the back house of more than a dozen stewards kneeling on the ground was silent, so quiet that it made people admire, and then they heard the sound of heavy breathing that was so depressed that it seemed to be out of breath.

"Your Majesty!" Manager Zhuang relied on himself to be an old man who had been with He Yue for several years, without merit, and with hard work, He Yue had always been a little polite to himself, he had to stand up and speak uprightly: "Your Majesty, please forgive the villain for being blunt, this is not in accordance with the rules!"

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