Chapter 1274 My Greatest Strength Is Not My Black Heart

Walking out of the Qiande Hall, the surroundings are quiet.

The moon is as cool as water, and there seems to be a thin mist in the air.

At the end of October in the capital, the temperature has turned cold, and I need to add a thin coat.

Walking slowly on the palace road made of white marble with hands behind their backs, stepping on the light and shadow of the surrounding windproof lanterns, facing the chilly night wind, Feng Mohan's expression faded.

Every day feels like a task is being accomplished.

Every step is planned in advance.

What's so good about being an emperor.

"Little Boss, I haven't drafted for more than a year, right?"

Xiao Banzi was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "It's been more than a year. Last year, when the empress dowager was still alive, she wanted to draft another girl for the emperor, but it was delayed by the incident in Xiliang. This year, the June draft was also scheduled. , who would have thought that the Empress Dowager and General Qin... were delayed again."

The Empress Dowager and General Qin had accidents one after another, so the draft was naturally put aside, and they couldn't do red things for the next three months, so it dragged on until now.

Xiaobanzi sighed secretly, it was already the end of October, and the New Year's Eve would be two months away, so this year's draft would definitely not be possible.

We can only wait for next year, if the emperor is willing.

It's really hard for those daughters who want to go to the Dragon Gate.

In the draft, the requirements for the show girls are very strict, especially in terms of age, they must not be younger than 12 years old and cannot be older than 18 years old.

The emperor did not hold the draft for two consecutive years, and the age of the girls increased year by year. They were just qualified enough to run for election, but perhaps because of the delay, the dream of Longmen was shattered.

Pitiful.

"After such a long time, it's time for the palace to add some fresh blood. Go back and issue the order, and let's go to the draft next spring."

"Your Majesty, are you serious? Aren't you unwilling?!" The little board was terrified.

The emperor is bewildered?

"It's not good, so of course I don't want to. If it's good, it's another matter."

The young emperor's words were indifferent, with a smile that was not a smile.

He should have an heir.

Give birth to a son, take the Zen position, and let the son be a stallion.

"By the way, let Master Liu handle this matter."

"..."

"Right now, Master Liu is the only elder left by my side, who else is there?"

"..."

Xiao Banzi felt that the emperor was looking for a fight.

The draft has always been handled by the harem with the help of the empress dowager when the empress dowager is there, and the highest concubine in the harem when the empress dowager is gone.

No courtier was ever in charge of the draft.

An old man, or an important minister in the court, mixed in with Yingying Yanyan to help choose a woman? That would have to be laughed at by the ruling and opposition parties.

The emperor thinks that he has not been abused enough by Lord Liu!

...

The next day, Lord Liu went to the imperial study to assist the emperor in his work as usual.

The official robes of the fourth grade are delicate and elegant, calm and introverted, and the posture of Lanzhang is like a gentleman like jade.

"Uncle Zhixia, drink tea." The emperor was extraordinarily attentive today, serving tea to Master Liu himself.

"I don't dare to be a minister, I can do it myself."

Drink by yourself, after a cup of tea, Lord Liu put the teacup aside, sat in front of the desk and opened the file, "Your Majesty, the tea has been drunk, it's time to go to work."

Feng Mohan, "..." I always feel that my eyelids are twitching a bit abnormally.

Earlier, he announced that Uncle Zhi Xia would be in charge of the draft. How did he know that Uncle Xia didn't respond at all?

Even if you can't beat him with your hands, at least you should crush him with your IQ to dispel your anger, right?

There is no movement at all?

No, no, do you know who Uncle Xia is? His stomach was full of black ink, it was impossible to let him go so easily.

There must be a big move, the kind that makes people hard to guard against.

Feng Mohan regretted it a bit, he originally wanted to tease people, but in the end he made himself restless.

The loss outweighs the gain!

"Your Majesty?" Before the writing table, the man raised his eyes, looked over lightly, and silently condemned him for being slack with his slightly frowned brows.

"Uncle Zhi Xia, there are just the two of us in the study, don't be so outspoken when you talk, just call me by my name, don't you think I keep calling you Uncle Zhi Xia?" Feng Mohan leaned over, smiling flatteringly, Turning his mind to get some words from the man so that he can respond better.

"There is a difference between monarchs and ministers, etiquette cannot be broken. What the emperor likes to call is the emperor's business. As a courtier, you must not be blindly arrogant and ignore the rules."

"Yes, Uncle Zhixia, you are right in everything you say, so I, I will go to work now?"

The man nodded.

Feng Mohan silently sat across from him, pulling out the accumulated notebooks, listless.

In the middle of it, Liu Zhixia raised his head and glanced at the young man, raising his eyebrows lightly.

What kind of trouble with him?

The little emperor, young.

After noon, return to Liu Mansion for dinner.

The corner of the man's mouth on the dining table was always slightly curved, as if he was very happy.

Fu Yuzheng was surprised. Men are usually reserved, and it is rare for them to show their emotions. Who was so unlucky that they bumped into his hands?

"Tell me, who did you kill today?"

Liu Zhixia smiled lowly, "Is your man so vicious in your eyes?"

"No, you are not vicious, but your heart is a little dark."

"My greatest strength is not my dark heart, but my devotion."

The four eyes met, and the corners of Fu Yuzheng's eyes couldn't help crawling up.

Men seldom say sweet words, and occasionally such a sudden sentence surprises her, and at the same time, it is sweet enough for her for a long time.

And the promise he once made to her, he has always acted on it and never broke his promise.

"Eat quickly, keep watching what I do." The man's smiling eyes made her blush when he looked at her.

"I haven't seen you all morning. I still have to enter the palace in the afternoon. I can only see it during lunch."

Maodou looked at his serious father, then at his mother whose cheeks were getting redder and redder, "Mother, don't be sad, father is too busy, I will accompany you."

"A man, you must do what you say. When your father is away, you will be with your mother." The man took advantage of the situation to set rules for his son, digging a small hole.

Maodou straightened her chest, "I never break my word!"

Looking at one big and one small, the smile in the corner of Fu Yuzheng's eyes became wider and sweeter.

"The emperor has decided that there will be a draft next spring, and I will be in charge of the roll call." The man didn't hold back anymore.

Hearing this, Fu Yuzheng smiled, "Are you responsible?"

What does the emperor want to do?

Are you playing too much?

Liu Zhixia raised her eyes, with a half-smile, "So, this time, I need Madam's help."

"how should I do?"

"I guess, the reason why the emperor suddenly wanted to be drafted is probably because he wanted to extend his heirs. Now those concubines in the harem can't have children."

"so what?"

"So, madam, help the emperor choose some good ones, Wangfu's. I will hand over the list to you later, and just give it to me after the selection. When the time comes, I will follow the scriptures for my husband."

The corner of Fu Yuzheng's mouth twitched.

In the drafts over the years, all the women who have both political integrity and ability are selected. The husband took charge this time but chose to find another way, not to mention the beauty and appearance, as long as Wangfu is good at giving birth.

Vanves is good at giving birth, but it is not necessarily the well-known ladies carefully cultivated by the nobles of various families.

Chapter 3, no more, continue to update tomorrow.

PS I haven't communicated with you for five days, and now I feel like a husband and wife are separated. The first day of my wife's business trip: Oh, I'm free! No one cares about what you do, cool! Go to sleep first and then code later. Day 2: The air is still so fresh, but there seems to be something missing. On the third day, what I saw was not pleasing to the eye. If my wife was here, it would be time to slap a brick and tell me to code, tell me to drink more water when I am thirsty, and take a rest when I am tired... On the fourth day, damn it, why haven’t you come back? ? A business trip to the Pacific Ocean without even making a phone call? ! Day 5... Little fairies come back soon, I miss you so much T.T