Above the six states, Da Yong is the supreme.

The Great Yong Dynasty had such a reputation, and the young emperor sitting in the Golden Palace made an indelible contribution.

The former emperor had a lifetime of military service. After unifying the six states, he became ill after overwork. He passed away only two years after he became emperor, leaving behind the crown prince Yongli, who was only nine years old.

The young emperor ascended the throne and the government was in turmoil. Seeing that the six newly unified tribes were in a state of disintegration, the founding general Chen Zhengming stood in the capital with a spear, protecting the young monarch to firmly sit on the throne!

The new emperor was young but should not be underestimated. He could not only coax Chen Zhengming to die for him, but also lead the army to personally fight at the age of sixteen and become famous in the six states.

In the fifth year of Yuan Yao, the Regent Minister Chen Zhengming returned the government. After taking charge, Yong Li took the initiative to quell the civil strife and vigorously promoted the new policy.

In just six years, the country of Dayong is prosperous and the people are safe, and the world is peaceful.

As the birthday of the Birthday is approaching, Emperor Yuan Yao Yongli, who is about to receive the ceremony, is already the wise king of the people of Da Yong.

So is Emperor Yuan Yao really so wise and perfect?

Not so!

Imperial study room.

The young emperor was wearing a plain Taoist robe, half leaning against the soft couch, and his slender and fair fingers gently played with a jade-colored exquisite pot, with a casual expression.

In the hall, Li Shangshu, whose hair was white, said bitterly: "Your Majesty has been doing everything every day, and the people have lived and worked in peace and contentment. Now the sea is peaceful and the country is peaceful and the people are peaceful, but Your Majesty has no children, which is really..."

After talking a lot, Yongli raised his eyelids to look at him: "It is indeed a big deal to continue the incense."

When Li Shangshu was happy, his beard flew upwards: "What Your Majesty said is that the dragon gave birth to nine sons, and the world is in a state of peace. Your Majesty should consider the matter of establishing a queen, give birth to a legitimate son as soon as possible to soothe the people."

Yong Li pondered and said, "Emperor Li? Is there a suitable candidate for him?"

Li Shangshu never expected that the emperor today was so easy to talk to. The little bird in his heart had happily traveled to Yongchang Palace: "Some, some, some, me..."

Before he finished speaking, Yong Li seemed to suddenly remember something and interrupted him, "Yes, Li Shangshu's youngest son has not yet married."

Li Shangshu: "!"

Li Shangshu's beard fell with a click: "Your Majesty..."

Yongli: "I remember his nickname is A Qing? I seem to have met him at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet and was born very fair and beautiful."

Li Shangshu took a breath, and the happy little bird in his heart also broke its wings!

Yong Li looked at him with a smile: "I like him very much, so I might as well order him to enter the palace and hold the phoenix seal."

Li Shangshu knelt down with a pounce: "Your Majesty, Qing'er is engaged a month ago, and her birth date and horoscope have passed!"

Yongli didn't expose him: "That's it."

Li Shangshu's forehead was filled with cold sweat: "That boy is not blessed."

Yong Li said slowly: "It's a pity."

"It's a pity" Li Shangshu fled in panic and was scared and sweated heavily.

Yongli played with Linglong pot and praised: "Li Shangshu has such legs and feet in his nearly 60s, which is really a blessing for Da Yong."

This is neither light nor heavy, but Li Yihai can hear it clearly.

Old Li's legs and feet were rushing faster!

As we all know, there are thousands of good things in the lord, but only a good bite of color is not a problem for men and women, and there is no limit to meat or vegetables.

Not to mention those who have sons at home, even those with daughters dare not send them to the palace.

Who doesn't know that the three thousand beauties in the harem today, each with both talent and beauty. Not to mention what a peerless beauty that the recent favorite Concubine Rong is, even Master Zinan, who is trusted by His Majesty, is also of first-class appearance. Anyway, Shangshu Li has never seen such an outstanding monk.

At this time, Master Zinan chanted: "Namo Amitabha Buddha."

After driving Li Yihai away, Yong Li lost his shape. He threw down Linglong pot and said, "The self-righteous old thing."

Zi Nan: "He is just obedient, so why should His Majesty tease him like this?"

Yong Li sneered: "Teaching him? I am giving him a big gift. If Li Yihai dares to send his son to the palace, I will dare to make Li Qing the queen."

Zinnian: "..."

Yong Li remembered the person who instructed him behind the scenes, and felt uneasy. He stood up and said, "Master, let's rest, I'll go to Ronghua Palace to relax."

The son couldn't lower his eyes and replied, "I'm going to leave."

The eunuch Zhao Quan, the former emperor, hurriedly followed Yongli and set up a journey to Ronghua Palace.

The current owner of Ronghua Palace is the Concubine Rong who has a lotus flower. This Concubine Rong has been highly favored recently. Your Majesty will go to see him one day within three days.

That's right, it's him, not her.

The origin of Concubine Rong didn't even know that Zhao Quan, who followed Emperor Yuan Yao, even day and night.

But one day when His Majesty came back from outside the palace, he followed such a tall beauty. Although Concubine Rong was a man, she was extremely gentle and had a slender figure. She was afraid that even the woman of Da Yong, who considered thin as beauty, could not match her.

The most amazing thing is that in addition to being gentle and beautiful, there is also a man's strength, soft but not weak, beautiful but not delicate. Because when he was enthroned by a nobleman, he wore a long gown with a robe embroidered with white lotus, Yong Li praised it: "The lotus steps are blooming, and the country is bewitching."

So everyone inside and outside the palace knew about this unparalleled beauty.

Zhao Quan had also met Concubine Rong. As Yongli's first tyrant, General Manager Quan was convinced by Concubine Rong.

It’s just that he is beautiful, but his temperament is very good. The key is that he is full of knowledge and makes people feel like he is in spring breeze when chatting. Not to mention the emperor, even the eunuch who doesn’t know a lot about him is called high-end.

No wonder the holy favor is still strong. In this rank, it is also extremely outstanding in the six palaces of Yongchang, where all the flowers are gathered.

It was noon that as soon as Yongli entered Ronghua Palace, he smelled a cool fragrance.

After walking all the way in the hot summer, Yong Li's body has always been afraid of heat, and he is a little greedy for coolness: "What are you doing?"

Zhao Quan knew his own temper and did not inform him in advance.

The moon-white curtains float outside Ronghua Palace, and under the scorching sun, it shines with a refreshing luster like ice crystals. Coupled with the faint fragrance in the store, it is cool and escapes the summer heat.

As soon as Yong Li lifted the curtain, the people in the room knelt on the ground. The man in the lead was covered in plain brocade, with long ink hair half spread behind him. There was no complicated pendant, but it showed all the softness. Yong Li helped him: "No need to be polite."

Rong Qing's voice was as refreshing as he himself, soothing and refreshing: "Your Majesty's Holy."

Yongli looked at him with a smile: "Another incense?"

Rong Qing replied: "I saw that Your Majesty was having a rest a few days ago, so I tried to match some calming fragrance, thinking that I could have a good rest when I came down."

Yongli patted his hand and said, "I'm worried."

Rong Qing's eyes drooped slightly and his smile was gentle: "Have your Majesty been lunch?"

Yong Li didn't actually eat it, but he didn't want to eat it: "I used it."

Rong Qing didn't say much: "Who would accompany Your Majesty to talk about two games?"

"No," Yong Li approved the memorial for half a night last night, and was furious again in the morning. He was a little tired now. "Your peace of mind is good, I'll take a rest."

Rong Qing then said, "I will press you."

Yongli: "Then I'll be working."

Rong Qing smiled and sat on the side of the collapse, pressing Yongli's acupoints with slender fingers lightly or severely.

The fragrance is pleasant, and the beauty is by your side. It is said that Yongli should have a good rest and have a comfortable sleep. Unfortunately, he was so upset that he was so sleepless—

Shen Junzhao, a bastard, was so angry that he had already been angry that he even asked Old Man Li to cause trouble after he went to court.

The post-establishment?

Who is the queen?

Shen Junzhao washed himself clean, but he, Yongli, could consider making him the queen!

Thinking of this, Yong Li felt irritated and was angry that he didn't love his harem, but was fascinated by the traitor.

Why did he have to do it?

Yong Li was not convinced. There must be someone in this world who is better than Shen Junzhao, and he will definitely find it!

Just as he was sleeping, Zhao Quan came to make things worse: "Your Majesty..."

Yong Li half opened his eyes and looked at him: "Hmm?"

Zhao Quan said quietly and slightly, "Mr. Shen has been waiting in the Imperial Study Room for half an hour."

Yongli: "..." Why did you not inform me that you had been suppressed by Emperor Yuan Yao?

Zhao Quan has been with him for so many years, but he has not been able to understand the thoughts of the emperor, but it is difficult for him. Anything related to Shen Xiang is a major event that is lingering on the edge of his head: report it early, be scolded; report it later, be careful with your head.

He can't afford to offend either of the Lord or the Shen Xiang!

Yongli suppressed the little bit of heartache and said angrily: "Let him wait."

He wants to see him, so he will see him?

Who is the king and who is the minister?

Does Shen Junzhao have any idea in his mind?

Zhao Quan secretly glanced at Rong Qing in fear. Rong Qing looked calm, his hands were both in a hurry and slow, and his voice was just right: "Your Majesty, I drew a picture of a hundred birds yesterday. Do you want to take a look?"

Yong Li was impatient and impatient: "No, I'm short of it."

Rong Qing glanced at Zhao Quan almost imperceptibly, with a clear meaning: Do your best.
To be continued...