Speaking of this, Luo Yu choked up, saying that she used to be an ugly yaksha, although she was pretending, but now she is making things difficult for all the beauties, ignoring the contempt of her words. [Full text reading. 】

"Words are deeds and deeds are deeds of deeds, and deeds are the dignity of a person.

Work is talent, and the concubine of the king of Wangtian must not be a person who is illiterate and can't take anything. ”

As soon as the sound fell, the ministers of the palace all nodded yes.

The meaning contained in these four words is indeed quite important, and what is condensed is the essence.

On the side, Feng Wuxin Yan Lin and the others, who thought that Luo Yu would have some kind of problem, glanced at each other when they heard the words, and a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes.

That's a good thing to say, the ones selected according to this level are definitely the upper-level concubines.

What kind of medicine is sold in this falling feather gourd?

And Yun Qiong glanced at Luo Yu.

A good set of concubine selection opinions, De Rong's words, good, good.

Luo Yu is based on the four "De Rong Yan Gong" of ancient China's harsh criticism of women, which is borrowed from Luo Yu's casual words.

In the end, it evolved into the criterion for the selection of concubines in the Lechuan Continent, which is a later story.

Seeing the nodding of His Royal Highness's ministers and saying yes, Luo Yu coughed again, suppressed the voices of everyone, and glanced at the beauties lined up outside the palace with a graceful demeanor.

"The criteria for this year's concubine selection ceremony are these four words, and the criteria have been approved by my king."

Speaking of this, Luo Yu looked at the amazing beauties below.

Then he said slowly: "Virtue, as the concubine of our king, morality is the first, the first is the first, everything is my king first, everything is considered for my king, everything is centered on my king." ”

"Okay, that's right." Feng Wuxin heard this vigorously echoed.

The vassal kings below also praised loudly, which was very true.

And Yun Jitian seemed to laugh when he heard this, squinted at Luo Yu, and snuggled on the Mo Qilin chair, the corners of his mouth were slightly enough.

As for Luo Yu himself, the cold hairs on his back stand upright, evil, and he is good to say.

She couldn't stand this horse P shooting.

However, Yan Xia continued: "The whole world knows that my king is injured and sick and needs good medicine.