Traitors of the Manchu dynasty, why do you make me an emperor through the ages Chapter 146 Qin Hui: I am the horse under His Majesty's crotch, the examiner Huang Chao
Chapter 146 Qin Hui: I am the horse under His Majesty's crotch, the examiner Huang Chao
"Do you know this person?"
Li Qian turned to look at Lu Bu. In his opinion, this must be Lu Bu's friend in the capital. Otherwise, why would they help you? Still facing such a large group of gangsters!
But what Li Qian didn't expect was that Lu Bu was also extremely confused. He frowned and looked at the man's back, shaking his head repeatedly: "I don't know him either, sir."
"Where did you end up riding a horse?"
The leader of the thugs was only frightened for a moment, and then he became fierce.
A group of hooligans behind him also stepped forward and surrounded him with unkind expressions.
"Haha! I'll scare you when I say my name!" The strong man pinched his waist and looked up to the sky with a smile, his beard fluttering in the wind.
Seeing that there was a conflict over there, Li Qian and the others did not run away in a hurry, but watched from a distance.
"You're so crazy about riding a horse!"
The leader of the gangster hit him with a stick, but he was grabbed by the man and punched the gangster in the face with his backhand, causing his face to bloom and he screamed.
"Three brothers behind, don't panic!"
The strong man grabbed the wooden stick and turned around to comfort Li Qian and the others: "As long as I, Xing Daorong, are here, these cats and dogs can't hurt you!"
"Just go away quickly, I'm here!"
Li Qian's eyes were bright at first, anticipating this person's identity, but when he heard the name, he almost stumbled and fell to the ground.
Lingling General Xing Daorong?
It's him?
But Lu Bu advised from the side: "Master, Bu Guan, this person's martial arts skills are quite good, and he will have no problem dealing with these gangsters. Why don't we leave here first?"
"Isn't this bad?" Li Qian was a little hesitant. Someone helped him, so how could he turn around and leave?
Moreover, Xing Daorong may appear to be powerful, but his actual martial arts skills may not be so ideal.
What if he leaves and is beaten?
The old eunuch saw his concerns and hurriedly advised him: "Your Majesty, Lu Bu has already said that this person can handle these gangsters, so why should we cause trouble here? Aren't we letting down this strong man's good intentions?"
"Besides, if the Qin government comes with officers and soldiers later, and this strong man is trapped, we can take care of him."
"Even if he is not caught, when he comes out of the palace in the future, you can give him some money, property, etc. as a token of thanks..."
Li Qian turned around and saw that Xing Daorong was dealing with it with ease, and he had knocked down a gangster in the blink of an eye.
After all, he has some skills. No matter how bad he is, he should be able to deal with these gangsters.
He then breathed a sigh of relief and shouted loudly to the other side: "This warrior Xing, let's leave first. I will never forget the kindness I received today, and I will definitely repay you in the future!"
"Why don't you repay a favor?"
Xing Daorong was fighting, but he still had time to talk to Li Qian at the top of his voice: "If the road is uneven, draw your sword to help! This is a righteous word! How could I ever expect your repayment?"
Li Qian's eyes lit up, and he suddenly liked him more.
Regardless of his ability, his chivalrous spirit is enough to draw attention.
As Lu Bu pulled Li Qian away, he couldn't help but praise: "Such a man who is eager for justice and has extraordinary martial arts skills. If he joins the army, he must be a fierce general!"
"Bu will definitely compete with him in martial arts one day!"
Li Gan twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, hoping that such a day would not happen.
Seeing that they were about to run away, the gangsters became even more anxious and couldn't help but want to leave Xing Daorong behind and chase Li Gan and the others.
Unexpectedly, Xing Daorong had already been prepared. He danced with the wooden stick in his hand like a tiger, and shouted: "Hey! Little thief! Take your grandpa's stick!"
A group of gangsters were actually entangled by him.
Li Qian felt even more reassured when he heard this gesture from a distance.
In his opinion, Xing Daorong should be able to deal with this group of gangsters quickly and quickly leave this place of right and wrong...
After Li Qian and others ran out several streets, the melee here continued.
As he continued to fight, Xing Daorong gradually lost his previous strength and began to lose strength.
More and more sticks fell on him.
"Crazy! Why aren't you crazy!" The gangsters swept away the decline just now and began to shout.
Seeing that there was no one around, Xing Daorong stepped back from the battlefield. He was sweating profusely and panting, trying to make a truce with the gangsters: "We have fought for five hundred rounds today, and we are exhausted. Why don't we make an appointment to meet again tomorrow?" war!"
"Coming day?"
The gangster leader, whose nose had just been broken by his punch, and now still had a bright face, laughed angrily: "You're going to do what you say you're going to do?"
"If I don't beat you today, your mother won't be able to recognize you, so I will take your surname!"
"Come on, give this grandson a good beating!"
Xing Daorong's expression changed, and he dropped the stick with a bang. The gangsters were all startled by his action, and for a while they were afraid to go up.
"Hero, spare your life!" Xing Daorong quickly hugged his head and face with such skillful movements that it made people feel distressed.
The gangster leader was startled, and then a grin appeared on his face: "Hit them all hard!"
Many hooligans swarmed up and started beating with sticks.
It was said to be a violent knock, but they had been entangled with Xing Daorong for so long that Xing Daorong was exhausted, let alone them.
The strength of the stick when it is struck will naturally make it softer.
What's even more strange is that after receiving so many sticks, Xing Daorong only had a few red marks on his body, and the most serious areas were just two bruises, just like ordinary bumps.
Huhu~
The gangster leader kept swinging the stick and was so tired that he was sweating profusely, but he saw Xing Daorong squatting on the ground, unable to move.
"He's riding a horse! Why does this guy act like a bastard!"
Xing Daorong seemed to see that the gangsters couldn't do anything to him, so he raised his head again, smiled contemptuously, and said provocatively: "It turns out that I am helping the weak shrimps. Grandpa asked you to beat them, so what can you do?"
The gangsters were extremely angry, feeling that their dignity as human beings was being humiliated and trampled upon in their eyes.
"Damn it! Hit him in the face! Hit him in the face!" The gangster's face turned red with anger and he jumped to his feet!
Xing Daorong was startled and hurriedly lowered his head: "Hero, spare your life!"
But the gangsters didn't listen to his explanation and swarmed him...
After leaving the siege, Li Qian had turned east and west and arrived in the west of the city, resting in a teahouse.
Here, facing the window on the second floor, outside is the busy street. The three of them are sitting on a long bench, gathered around a high square table. A faint white mist comes from the green teapot on the table. , exuding a faint fragrance of tea.
Li Qian took a sip of tea and told Lu Bu: "Hurry up and let someone go take a look again to avoid anything happening."
"What can happen?"
Lu Bu said carelessly: "Master, I think that Xing Daorong is quite capable. How is it possible that he can't even deal with a few gangsters?"
"Perhaps they would have beaten those little gangsters until they cried for their fathers and called their mothers, and then walked away!"
"Go if you are told to go!"
The old eunuch finally caught on to the topic and angrily said with a straight face: "Lu Fengxian, how dare you disobey orders..."
Lu Bu hurriedly interrupted: "Who said I won't obey? Don't I want to find someone else?"
"What if I go and someone recognizes me again?"
"You go ahead and give me some instructions. What if it takes too long and something unexpected happens?"
Li Qian said helplessly: "No matter what, we have to ensure Xing Daorong's safety. After all, they helped us."
"Yes, sir."
Lu Bu immediately agreed and said with a smile: "Master, then don't walk around, otherwise it will be bad if you encounter this kind of thing again."
The old eunuch muttered disdainfully: "If it weren't for you, the god of plague, I would be fine wherever I go..."
"Okay, hurry up and come back."
Li Qian said: "Lao Wei and I are waiting for you here."
"Okay!" Lu Bu hurriedly ran downstairs, but Li Qian looked at the flow of people on the street, enjoying the rare peace.
However, the silence did not last long. A group of young people wearing blue round-neck sweatshirts went upstairs talking and laughing, ordered a pot of tea, and started talking and laughing with a few plates of snacks.
Li Qian took a look at them, and when he saw the blouses they were wearing and the blue silk ribbons tied around their waists that represented their status, he recognized that these people were all scholars.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this autumn."
A scholar wearing a square scarf looked a little sad on his face: "After studying for so many years, I came to the capital and realized that I was just a middle-aged man..."
"Why be discouraged? Brother Liu?"
The scholar sitting next to him smiled and comforted: "It's just a literary meeting. Good poetry does not mean that his articles are good."
"good."
The scholar on the other side also smiled and said: "This year is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so we can't give it up! Let me tell you some good news. I heard that the examiners for this autumn's competition will include people from the Hanlin Academy. They will no longer just be Zhongshu, sect and The minister came out of the province."
"real?"
Several other scholars looked at him with surprise.
"Rumors can't be true, they can't be true..." Even though he said this, the scholar still had a proud smile on his face.
Several scholars suddenly became excited and talked quietly about the candidates who might serve as examiners in Gyeonggi Province, as well as their favorite writing style and article characteristics...
Li Qian glanced at them with a smile, then suddenly turned to look at the old eunuch: "Tell me, if I also take the Qiu Wei exam, can I be a candidate?"
The old eunuch was startled by his whimsical idea, and he stuttered and didn't know how to persuade Li Qian: "Master... the provincial examination requires personal testimony, mutual guarantee, and guarantee... We can't provide it at all... "
Li Qian couldn't help but laugh. It was difficult to write such an item as a single parent's confession.
This thing is a resume written by an individual personally. Even the situation of the three generations of ancestors must be explained in detail to prevent some people with unclear wealth or low status from participating in the imperial examination.
If I were to write this thing myself, how should I write it?
My father is the emperor, and his temple name is Mu Zong. My grandfather is the emperor, and his temple name is Yingzong... I'm afraid that when I go to Jingzhao Mansion to sign up, there will be a lot of excitement.
Shaking his head to get rid of this unrealistic idea, Li Qian took a sip of tea, pretended to eat snacks, and continued to listen to the conversation of the scholars.
After a while, the scholars changed the topic and began to talk about the popular figures in autumn this year.
"I heard that a relative of the traitorous Prime Minister Qin Hui will also take the Qiu Wei exam in Sili Prefecture this year." A scholar said mysteriously.
Sili Prefecture, or Zhili Prefecture, is the name of the prefecture to which Jingzhao Prefecture belongs.
However, now there are basically no governors in each state, and the imperial court directly governs each county.
Nowadays, the presence of each state is extremely low, and it is basically only during the provincial examination that people remember that such a thing exists.
"Qin Hui's relatives will definitely pass the test..."
Several scholars lowered their voices subconsciously, with expressions of indignation on their faces.
"Be careful what you say, be careful what you say!"
It seemed that they were talking about something serious. The Confucian scholar wearing a square scarf hurriedly stopped several companions, forced a smile and began to change the topic.
"I heard there are a lot of talented people this year..."
"Yes, the Huang Chao we met at the literary conference the day before yesterday wrote a good poem..."
They were talking happily, but Li Qian was startled when he heard this. He even forgot to drink the teacup when he put it to his mouth.
Huangchao?
Is this the Huang Chao I know?
If he's good at poetry... he's probably the one, right?
Li Qian's scalp is a little numb. Why are all kinds of monsters and monsters appearing?
"What's the matter? Master?"
Seeing that Li Qian was stunned, the old eunuch hurriedly picked up the teacup and helped him refill the water.
"No need." Li Qian drank the remaining water in the cup and had no intention of continuing to drink.
He turned his head to look at the stairs, but unexpectedly, as soon as he looked over, he met Lu Bu's eyes as he was going upstairs.
"Master, it's okay!"
Lu Bu's loud voice immediately attracted the attention of the scholars. They frowned slightly, but still lowered their voices and seemed to be discussing something together.
"Let's go back home first."
Seeing Lu Bu come back, Li Qian didn't want to stay here any longer.
Huang Chao can kill people, so they have to send someone to find out his whereabouts first.
"Yes, sir."
The two of them hurriedly followed. Lu Bu said with a smile as he walked: "I've already sent people to see it, but there's no one there for a long time."
"Is Xing Daorong okay?"
"It must be okay!"
Lu Bu said carelessly: "I even asked people to inquire. In the end, those little hooligans were helped away one by one. They were covered in sweat and couldn't even hold the stick. They looked like bears and they were beaten badly. .”
"That's good." Li Qian nodded lightly and said with a smile: "Since Xing Daorong is fine, when you meet him again someday, don't forget to give him some money to thank him."
"Don't worry, Master!"
Lu Bu immediately responded: "I will definitely do it!"
On the way back to the palace, Li Qian thought for a while, and then whispered to Lu Bu outside the sedan chair: "First, go and find out someone for me."
Lu Bu was startled, and immediately came to the side of the sedan, and said with a flattering smile: "Father, you can just give me the instructions."
"This person's name is Huang Chao, and he is a scholar who came to the capital to attend the Autumn Festival."
Li Qian thought for a moment, and warned him not to encounter someone with the same name again: "He should be from Zheng Guo... or from Qilu, rich in poetry..."
Huang Chao's birthplace is in the famous Cao County, Heze, but now that the continent has changed, Li Qian doesn't know which place Cao County should correspond to, so he can only give a rough range.
"Can you find it?" Li Qian asked Lu Bu outside through the black cloth sedan.
"Even if you can't find what your adoptive father ordered, you must try your best to find it!" Lu Bu patted his chest to express his determination.
"Don't play tricks, I'm asking you a question." The old eunuch took advantage of the opportunity and scolded him.
Lu Bu glared at him, then smiled flatteringly into the sedan and said, "Don't worry, foster father."
"This kind of scholar who can write poetry is the easiest to find. You can find out by asking around."
Then his tone turned fierce: "Father, what happens after we find it? Do we want to call this Huang Chao? I guarantee that there will be no body left."
Li Qian hesitated for a moment, then shook his head gently: "Just watch him first, don't pay too much attention to him, as long as he doesn't run out of the capital."
"Yes, foster father." Lu Bu agreed hastily.
Li Qian leaned on the sedan chair and sighed softly. He remembered that Huang Chao wrote the anti-poetry after he failed to pass the imperial examination and failed in the Jinshi examination. He was planning to go back and rebel.
Now that I think about it, it doesn't seem too far away. The provincial examination in August this autumn and the spring examination in March next year, which is also the general examination, seem to be only half a year away.
Curiosity arose in Li Qian's heart.
If this guy becomes a Jinshi, will he go back and rebel?
Li Qian frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head gently.
When he was five years old, he could recite poems like "If I were the Qing Emperor in another year, I would be rewarded with peach blossoms blooming together." He didn't look like a peaceful person...
Imperial City, Ministry of Rites.
There are four official departments within the Ministry of Rites, namely the Ceremony Department, the Temple Priests Department, the Host and Guest Department and the Fine Food Department.
There are also departments such as the Jiaofang Department, the Senglu Department, and the Daolu Department, which are obviously not within the Ministry of Rites, but are also under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites. In addition, there are peripheral departments such as the Bureau of Engraving and Sealmaking. The entire Ministry of Rites ranks among the middle and upper ranks among the six departments.
Of course, autumn is approaching recently, and because preparations for the imperial examination are also within the authority and responsibility of the Ministry of Rites, the candidates for the chief examiner and deputy examiner have always been nominated by the Ministry of Rites, and then submitted to the Central Committee, and the two provinces make decisions.
Therefore, during this period, its ranking among the six departments has also been on an upward trend, and more and more people have come to the Ministry of Rites to seek connections.
It's just that a special guest came to the Ministry of Rites today, so many officials of the Ministry of Rites kept it secret. They only took a meaningful look inside when they passed Wang Zongbo's check-in room.
In the duty room, Wang Mang was wearing a bright red official robe and a black beard. He frowned at Qin Hui in front of him, but he was not polite at all when he spoke: "Prime Minister Qin, you should know the rules, right?"
"The examiners for the rural examinations in the six states of the imperial court have been preliminarily determined. Even if Prime Minister Qin wants to change someone, he will have to wait for the approval from Zhongshu and his subordinates."
Naturally, the work of balancing the selection of examiners from all parties has been completed long ago. It would be a bit unreasonable for Qin Hui to intervene at this time.
"No."
Qin Hui chuckled and said: "The candidates for the examination appointed by the Ministry of Rites are naturally thoughtful. I have nothing to say. I have other things to do today."
Wang Mang frowned slightly and immediately guessed his purpose: "Is it because of Li Gefei's promotion to Minister of Rites, Yuanwai Lang?"
"Sure enough, Uncle Wang Zong knew the secrets of Zhu Miyi." Qin Hui smiled, admitting it.
Wang Mang chuckled and shook his head, but the more he laughed, the more Qin Hui got a headache.
He had negotiated with the Ministry of Rites before, but this Wang Mang didn't show any respect, so he had to come in person.
Although if there was approval from the Central Secretary, the two provinces and the Ministry of Personnel, the Ministry of Rites would have to accept the Yuanwailang even if he didn't want to, but Qin Hui still didn't want to make the matter too serious.
If Wang Mang, the Minister of Rites, is really dissatisfied and causes the collective rejection of the entire Ministry of Rites, even if Li Gefei can enter the Ministry of Rites, he will be kicked out after a while.
"Prime Minister Qin, it's not that I'm trying to make things difficult for you."
Wang Mang had a slight smile on his face, shaking his head, and his strong beard scratched back and forth on the red silk gauze robe.
"It's just Prime Minister Qin. Now there are four members of the Ministry of Rites, such as Wai Lang, who are in office. How do you ask the officials to arrange the people?"
"We can't drive them away to pave the way for Li Gefei, right?"
Yuanwailang is a fifth-rank official, and can be regarded as the deputy and assistant among the fifth-rank officials. They all have quotas.
Qin Hui was not angry. When he chose the Ministry of Rites that day, he had foreseen such a situation. At this moment, he just smiled and said: "Several officials are very handy in the Ministry of Rites. They are very reliable. It is time to hand over the big responsibility."
Wang Mang shook his head gently: "I haven't completed the exam in three years, so being transferred at this time would be unpopular."
He frowned and stared at Qin Hui: "Prime Minister Qin, is Li Gefei who is going to be promoted a relative of yours?"
"Aren't you afraid that others will gossip when Prime Minister Qin acts like this? There are so many Yuanwailang in the Sixth Ministry, including the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Punishment."
Wang Mang picked up the plain jade porcelain cup on the table and took a sip: "Why do you need to come to my etiquette department to join in the fun?"
Qin Hui smiled: "Wang Zongbo has misunderstood the truth. It's not that the truth wants to be promoted and close. This matter is His Majesty's order, and the truth has to be obeyed."
Wang Mang naturally knew that it was the emperor who said it, but he still put down the porcelain cup and frowned at Qin Hui: "Prime Minister Qin, how did your majesty know about Li Gefei?"
Qin Hui didn't care about his attitude of asking for the truth. He smiled and recounted what happened that day in the political hall. At the end, he added: "Your Majesty thinks that Dr. Li likes to be quiet and not active, and he especially likes to study and write articles. Therefore, he
I specifically chose the Ministry of Rites, but the truth is that I am just following the holy orders."
After hearing this, Wang Mang shook his head: "If you like studying, why come to the Ministry of Rites? Wouldn't it be better to be directly promoted from Doctor of Taixue to Doctor of Guozixue or Doctor of Five Classics?"
Doctors of Taixue are of the sixth rank, while Doctors of Guozixue and Five Classics are of the fifth rank. They are all within the Imperial College system, so it is much easier to transfer them.
Qin Hui suddenly stopped talking. After a while, he sighed with emotion, shook his head and said: "The Holy Will is beyond our ability to guess. Our ministers are the sword in the hands of the emperor and the horse on the crotch..."
Phew~
Wang Mang was drinking water, but when he heard this, he squirted out all the water. The table was all wet, and he almost squirted onto Qin Hui.
"Ahem! What tea leaves! They're all moldy!"
Wang Mang hurriedly wiped the water stains on the table to save the documents.
Qin Huihun didn't care, with a smile on his face, and helped him wipe the water on the table with a handkerchief.
"Prime Minister Qin..."
Wang Mang looked at Qin Hui with a strange look: "Although your Majesty is a holy king and is very talented, he has been in the imperial court for less than a year. He is young and vigorous, and lacks stability. As ministers, we must fulfill the responsibilities of ministers to regulate and advise. We cannot
Let the king's mistakes be indulged in order to benefit one's own selfish interests."
There were already some thorns in these words, but Qin Hui still didn't care.
Most of the courtiers knew that Wang Mang's thoughts were somewhat abnormal. This was no longer a secret, and there was no need to fight with him.
"Your Majesty's move must have deep meaning."
Qin Hui insisted: "Does Wang Zongbo think that the truth has never been remonstrated? It's just..."
Alas~
His face was extremely disappointed, and he sighed softly, thinking that I had never tried to dissuade him.
Wang Mang believed it, and his face became a little solemn: "Your Majesty is really a decisive monarch..."
"Prime Minister Qin, it's not too late!"
Wang Mang suddenly stood up, with a look of determination on his face: "Now that your Majesty has made a mistake, how can we, as ministers, not dissuade him? We also invite Prime Minister Qin and the lower officials to come to the palace together to admonish the Lord for his faults!"
How come Qin Hui, a man with two heads and two heads, became the Minister of Rites? He is still a fool.
"Wang Zongbo, why don't you go by yourself?"
Qin Hui was a little embarrassed and explained: "Your Majesty just told me about this matter before. If I turn around and go with you again, wouldn't it cause His Majesty to misunderstand?"
"What's wrong with this?"
Wang Mang, however, didn't care. He walked around the table and took Qin Hui's hand to walk out.
"Wang Zongbo..."
Qin Hui was almost stupid. He knew your name was Wang Mang, but he didn't expect you to be so reckless?
Your parents really didn’t give you the wrong name!
"Prime Minister Qin, you are His Majesty's steed. If His Majesty goes in the wrong direction and falls into the gutter, you will be the first to suffer!"
Wang Mang pulled him out and walked out in a hurry, and said loudly: "If you don't persuade me now, when will you wait?"
Many officials in the Rites Yamen looked at the two of them and were dumbfounded, thinking to themselves, what is going on?
What kind of horse is there on the crotch?
Could it be something more exciting?
Many senior officials of the Ministry of Etiquette looked at the two men's backs with amusement. They had long known that Prime Minister Qin did not like women and never took concubines.
Now we go out hand in hand with the tall and tall Wang Zongbo...
Gee, it’s hard not to think too much.
"What are you looking at?"
Song Qiaonian, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, suddenly walked out of the duty room and scolded the onlookers: "Is everything done?"
"Autumn is just around the corner and it's the busiest time. Are you still hanging out here?"
"Yes, Lord Budo."
The officials below were trained like Sun Tzu, and hurriedly dispersed, each going back to his own place.
Song Qiaonian glanced at the backs of Cai Jing and Qin Hui thoughtfully, and then quickly left the Rites Yamen.
In the imperial city, on Tian Street, Wang Mang pulled him forward for a while. The heat outside made Qin Hui come to his senses and wanted to scold his mother angrily.
"Uncle Wang Zong, I really can't see Your Majesty again today."
Qin Hui broke away his hand speechlessly. If he had known that this guy was so difficult to deal with, he would have made more preparations today.
"Why?" Wang Mang turned around and looked at Qin Hui with a frown.
Alas~
Qin Hui sighed softly and said helplessly: "Wang Zongbo, if you think about it carefully, Dr. Li is Ben Xiang's elder and close to me. How can Ben Xiang interfere with his promotion and transfer?"
"Coming to see Uncle Wang Zong now is just a matter of following the holy order and it is a last resort."
"But if we still have to go to Ziwei Palace to argue with His Majesty, it's really..."
Qin Hui looked extremely embarrassed: "Uncle Wang Zong, how do you let me deal with myself!"
"Forehead……"
Wang Mang was stunned for a moment when he saw him like this, and then he came back to his senses: "That's what Prime Minister Qin said, but I didn't think carefully about it. I hope Prime Minister Qin won't take it to heart."
Seeing him bowing to apologize, Qin Hui felt flattered for some reason.
"Of course it's okay."
Qin Hui hesitated for a moment and then reminded: "Your Majesty is young and energetic. Even if Wang Zongbo advises you directly, don't be too fierce. Don't be like Dr. Wei..."
Although he didn't say anything about Wei Zheng's behavior, anyone who cared enough could hear the meaning.
"Don't worry, Prime Minister Qin, I know what's appropriate." Wang Mang looked quite confident.
Qin Hui was so choked that he couldn't speak. He said in his heart that with the energy you just talked to me, where did you get the courage to speak in a measured way now?
"Then I won't bother you with the truth..."
Qin Huiqiang smiled and said: "There are still political matters to be dealt with today, so Wang Zongbo should hurry up and ask for an audience with His Majesty."
When Wang Mang arrived outside Ziwei Hall, he was told that His Majesty was not here.
"Please go and tell your Majesty that Wang Mang, the Minister of Rites, wants to see you."
Several eunuchs looked at each other, and some of them quickly walked towards Qianyuan Palace...
At the same time, in Yulin Garden, beside Doctor Liang's Pavilion, Zhao Feiyan danced gracefully.
Li Qian held his eldest grandson Wugu in his arms and was half lying on a triangular chair, smiling as he admired the dancing posture of the beauty in front of him.
Luo Sha dances lightly, the mantel sways gently, Zhao Feiyan steps barefoot on the green grass, her figure is exquisite and graceful, with undulating curves, which are vividly displayed in the dance steps.
"His Majesty."
The eldest grandson Wuga snuggled in his arms, but suddenly raised his head.
"What's wrong?" Li Qian smiled and grabbed her bare hand, admiring Zhao Feiyan's dancing.
Although he has been diligent in turning over names recently and has developed close relationships with many concubines in the harem, but it has to be said that emotionally, Changsun Wugou brings the most special feeling to Li Qian.
"His Majesty……"
The eldest grandson Wugou leaned on his shoulder and gently held Li Qian's waist: "You said before that you would go to Sister Xishi's place to have dinner. It has been so long now and you have met so many sisters. Why? There’s only no movement over there?”
Li Qian was startled when he heard this and laughed, "I almost forgot if you didn't tell me."
In fact, how could he forget it? It is absolutely impossible for Li Qian to forget Xi Shi Mei Guan Sixth Palace.
He recently asked Xi Shi to come to the Royal Forest Garden several times, and after getting to know her better, he realized that Xi Shi might not be suitable for his idea.
She is considerate and sensible, more inclined to the kind of considerateness between women and men, rather than in government affairs.
Of course, it is not easy to have someone with such a clean background. Li Qian has no plans to give up on her just yet. He can learn anything from her.
"Tonight."
Li Qian smiled and said, "I'm going to try her craftsmanship today."
The eldest grandson Wuga looked at him with a smile: "Your Majesty is really blessed. Sister Xishi is so beautiful. I, a woman, can't help but move my eyes away when I see her."
Li Qian looked away from Zhao Feiyan's dancing posture, lowered his head and looked at his eldest grandson Wugou with a smile: "I am lucky to have you."
He suddenly had another bold idea, but looking into Changsun Wugou's pure black eyes, he still didn't have the nerve to say it.
Changsun Wugou didn't know that His Majesty's thoughts were very dirty, but when he heard what he said, he smiled warmly and leaned his face into Li Qian's arms, his eyes full of gentleness.
Suddenly, a young eunuch trotted over from outside: "Your Majesty, Wang Mang, the Minister of Rites, wishes to see you."
"Wang Mang?"
Li Qian was a little surprised: "Qin Hui really can't handle him?"
"Your Majesty has political affairs, right?"
Changsun Wugou straightened his clothes and smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes. He looked at him with a pair of beautiful eyes tenderly: "It's better not to delay the government affairs."
Li Qian smiled softly, but kissed the beauty's fair face without any courtesy at all: "I'll come as soon as I go."