The Submissive Emperor

Hongyuan three years, show women's election.

Emperor Hongyuan was married for three years, and the queen of the pampering building alone had never taken in a concubine. The ministers were deeply worried.

"The emperor, the emperor's heir is thin, it's time to fill the harem." Zuo Xiang Yang Youting said honestly and sincerely.

Xiao Chengjun glanced at Zuo Xiang with a deep gaze, and said in a deep voice, "Since the prince is established, the emperor's heir is not a top priority."

He choked with a word, and the left minister didn’t know how to go on. It was true. The emperor's heir was to select the prince. The first emperor established the emperor grandson, and the emperor Rende established the emperor grandson as the prince. In order to make a gesture to the people of the world, to show that the emperor attaches great importance to the prince, he will never be harsh.

Sun Liang, the right minister, still looks reticent. He glanced at the left and didn’t answer. Everyone knows how much the emperor loves the queen. I’m afraid it’s not for the crown prince, but for Feng Yi. The palace man, he didn't intend to take the conversation for this kind of unthankful thing.

Zhao Xi, who has already been promoted to the Minister of Etiquette, rolled his eyes and bowed before he went out and said: "The general election of Xiu Women is not for the selection of concubines, but actually for the selection of maids. Many of the maids in the palace are reaching their age and are waiting for the election. When the time comes, the general election is still to be held in the opinion of the ministers."

The left minister Yang Youting glanced at Zhao Xi appreciatively, and was very satisfied with such a subordinate.

This Zhao Sanyuan is indeed an unborn genius. After three years of work in the Ministry of Engineering, he completed the two major projects of the Summer Palace and the Qingzhou River with very little cost. Long Xin Dayue, when his three-year term expires , Promoted to Shangshu of the Ministry of Etiquette.

You should know that it takes many years to achieve the position of Shangshu. Many people's official careers stop at a certain Shangshu. For example, Yao Zhu, the original Shangshu of the Ministry of rites, worked in this position for nine years. Returning home, the official career will end here, and Zhao Xi has just reached the age of weak crown.

Sure enough, Emperor Hongyuan heard this, and did not object to it anymore, and asked the Ministry of Rites to draw up a charter, so he stopped talking about it.

If there was no objection, it was a loosening. The courtiers who had a daughter of school age in the family became active and began to inquire about the news.

The news that she was going to start drafting soon reached Fengyi Palace. At this time, Lou Jing was talking to Yang in the main hall.

"Duke Guo has become obsessed with playing Pai Gow recently, so I can't persuade you anymore." Yang Shi, dressed in Mrs. Yipin's gown, sat on the lower head, smiling gently, holding a more than one-year-old child in his arms, looking like a powder. Yuzhuo is very cute.

"Father is always looking for something to do, let him go." Lou Jing wears a royal blue uniform and a gold crown with sapphires on his head. He rests on the armrest with one hand, propping his head, and his lips hang Ruoruuowu. With a smile, quietly looked at the child in Yang's arms.

This child is Lou Jing's younger brother, Lou Jin, who just reached his first birthday last month.

Mrs. Anguo's wife Wei was pregnant during her filial piety period and gave birth to a daughter. Wei Clan sighed and insisted on giving birth to a son. Unexpectedly, he would have given birth to two more daughters in three years. Lou is very anxious to see that he has no son to inherit the family business in the nearly forty years of Yu Nian. At this time, the young Yang was also pregnant and successfully gave birth to a boy. Just before Wei gave birth to his third daughter, he was so angry that he had a **** collapse.

When Lou saw Yu but did not see how sad, he dealt with the funeral hastily, and carried Yang to his wife. Having a son, Anguo was very happy, and this time he must personally raise him, and he can no longer bring up a rebellious son like Lou Jing.

"Jin'er, come and salute to brother." Yang clan held his son and walked to the main seat and put him down.

Lou Jin was still young, and his eyebrows inherited Yang's appearance. He looked very gentle and well-behaved. He would not cry when he was put down by his mother. He looked up at Lou Jing ignorantly.

Lou Jing raised his eyebrows, "Jin'er is so young, Madam willing?"

Yang touched his son's little furry head, and said with a chuckle: "The eldest brother is like a father, and it is for the sake of this child to be brought up by the queen."

The patron of the Lou family has always been Lou Jing. If you want to become the son of Anguo, you must be taught by Lou Jing. The Yang family is not the confused Wei family, she knows very well in her heart. Because of Lou Jing's promotion, her father Yang Xing had already become Jiangzhou governor, and her son had to get close to Lou Jing if he wanted to become the head of the Lou family.

Lou Jing glanced at Yang with admiration, stretched out his hand to hug his younger brother, "Jin'er, how about staying in the palace with your brother in the future?"

Lou Jin blinked, glanced at her mother with tears, then turned to look at Lou Jing, and nodded obediently. Yang's sigh of relief happened when Le Xian hurried in and said a few words to Lou Jing in a low voice.

"It's not early, so my concubine retires first." Yang said his goodbyes and left with a wink.

Lou Jing narrowed his eyes slightly after hearing Le Xian's words.

"That's it?" Lou Jin tilted his head to look at him, calling his brother vaguely.

"Hold Jin'er down." Lou Jing handed the brother in his arms to Le Xian, and stood up.

"Yes..." Lou Jin grabbed the queen's clothes and didn't let go. When he left home for the first time, only his brother was familiar with him, so he was unhappy to let a stranger take him away.

"Father and queen!" A crisp voice came from outside the door. Not long after, a small apricot figure rushed over. It was the prince Xiao Qirui who had just graduated from school.

The prince was already five years old. As a strict father, Xiao Chengjun wanted him to enlighten early and could not follow the queen every day.

"How is the prince's studies today?" Lou Jing glanced at the guy who was holding his leg and not letting go, and stretched out his hand to tug at his little ear.

"Father, the old man Lin is so ugly, I want Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites to be my master." Xiao Qirui looked up at him.

Lou Jing hugged Lou Jin, who was holding his corner, and stuffed it into the crown of the prince.

Xiao Qirui was taken aback, struggling to hug the fat baby in his arms, not knowing why.

"This is your little uncle. If you can coax him not to cry today, this palace will go and tell the emperor about the Taifu." Lou Jing chuckled and left the two children in the main hall, leisurely. Go to the Imperial Study Room.

Xiao Chengjun is writing memorials, and now the officials he promoted are already available. The prime ministers are conscientious and work hard. They have to deal with a lot less personally every day than before, and it's easy to review.

Zi Zhen brought tea in and put it where Xiao Chengjun was accustomed to. Xiao Chengjun raised his hand to take it without looking, but when he touched Zizhen's finger, he could not help but frowned slightly and turned to look at her.

Zizhen and Zitao served Xiao Chengjun in the East Palace. At that time, the queen chose the palace ladies for the prince, and they all chose ordinary-looking palace ladies. Unexpectedly, the eighteenth change of women would make Zizhen look pretty.

"The emperor..." Zi Zhen showed a shy smile at the right time. This year, she will be drafting a show girl. She has reached the age of being released. If she has not been favored by the emperor, she will go out of the palace. As a maid of great beauty these years, she doesn't want to marry an ordinary person to live a rough life.

When Queen Lou came in, she happened to see this scene, and immediately became cold, "What is this?" The tone is not so harsh, it sounds a bit ridiculous, but once the queen who is always laughing gets cold. It must be to see blood.

Zi Zhen was so frightened that her legs and feet softened, and she didn't expect the queen to appear at this time. Usually, the empress had lunch together. When she took a nap, the queen got up first and went to the royal study room to finish the remaining papers. Go back and wake up the emperor. I haven't had lunch at this moment, so why did it come?

"See Empress Empress." Zi Zhen hurriedly walked out from behind the table, kneeling and bowing.

Lou Jing stared at her coldly, until she was soaked in cold sweat, and then said quietly: "For your sake of serving the emperor since you were a child, go get the twenty court staff."

"Thank the Queen." Zizhen trembling and kowtow in thanks. Last year, a court lady seduce the emperor and was killed by the queen directly. She was only beaten with twenty court rods, which is really fortunate, although the twenty court rods will kill her. , At least not dead.

"Zhuyu..." Emperor Hongyuan waved back from his servant, got up and walked to the queen.

Empress Lou took out a bright yellow veil from the emperor's sleeve, dipped the tea and wiped the emperor's fingers one by one, and finally took a bite on it.

"Hiss—" Xiao Chengjun was bitten and took a breath, and then was gently licked by the soft tongue. The pain suddenly turned into numbness, his fingertips trembled, and he pulled out his hand, but the man refused to follow him. He held it in his arms without mercy and blocked his lips.

It was originally from Lai Xingshi to inquire about the crime, but what happened just now made Lou Jing realize that these older palace ladies must be released from the palace immediately. Woman, I'm afraid it will be even more devastated by the time.

Lou Jing irritably pushed the memorial to the ground, and pressed the unrecovered emperor on the desk.

"Um...no, it's daytime...ah..." Hongyuan emperor struggled. Qingbairi's prostitution was something that the faint emperor would do.

"The emperor's eyebrows with the woman should be punished." Lou Jing drew an inexplicable smile, and slapped the two rounded robes through the dragon robe.

Xiao Chengjun was stunned, he was spanked by the queen...

Seeing the emperor Duansu's face turned red in an instant, Lou Jing felt dry and dry. After three years of marriage, he was still in a state of being "seduce" by Xiao Chengjun anytime and anywhere. Bright yellow trousers.

"You..." Xiao Chengjun was so embarrassed that he was about to beat him up when he got up.

With a sound of "pop!" The bare **** was slapped again, and at the same time, a finger covered with grease got into the body.

"Um..." Emperor Hongyuan was so anxious that his eyes were red, "Lou Jing, you fucking...ah..."

In the imperial study room, the room is full of springtime.

For three consecutive days, the emperor did not come to Fengyi Palace, and slept alone in Panlong Palace.

Le Xian looked at the queen waiting under the lamp, feeling very sad, and whispered in comfort, "The emperor is probably tired, you might as well rest earlier."

The emperor's consent to the draft has been spread. I heard that the two had a dispute in the Yushufang. After that, the emperor, who had been visiting almost every day, never came to Fengyi Palace again. There are rumors that the emperor has been indifferent to the queen and intends to take in a new concubine, but the emperor does not go to Fengyi Palace, this is undoubtedly confirmed.

"I heard that the Office of Internal Affairs sent more than 20 portraits today?" Lou Jing held his head with one hand, and the candlelight reflected the faint black eyes, obscure.

That day, Xiao Chengjun was annoyed by Xiao Chengjun in the Imperial Study Room, and refused to see him for three consecutive days. Taking advantage of the Queen's absence, the House of Internal Affairs hurriedly sent the pre-prepared portrait to Panlong Hall.

The noble and noble officials in Beijing, as long as there are girls of the right age in the family, the portraits are prepared early. These young ladies do not need to enter the first round of elections. The portraits are shown to the emperor in advance, which is also a cover for the emperor’s considerations, such as If the emperor wanted to win over that power, he would leave the portrait of the young lady behind to ensure that this person would not lose the election.

"Yes..." Le Xian replied embarrassedly.

"Humph!" Lou Jing snorted coldly, stood up, flung his sleeves and walked out of Fengyi Palace.

Fengyi Palace was not far from Panlong Temple, Lou Jing walked into Panlong Temple with full eyes, no one dared to stop the Queen’s way. In fact, it was not once or twice that the Queen ran to Panlong Temple in the middle of the night. The guards were early. Just get used to, stand guard as usual after saluting.

Entered the hall without any hindrance, the candle in the inner room had been extinguished, and Xiao Chengjun must have fallen asleep. Stopping Anshun who was going to open the inner room, Lou Jing asked him in a low voice, "Where is the portrait sent today?"

Anshun didn't dare to lie, and led Lou Jing to the study, but he was very anxious. The portraits are all in the study. The emperor was looking at the paintings in the study just now, but only one was left on the table. Because he was too exhausted, he didn't have time to clean it, so he rolled it up and put it on the table. People in the palace knew what this painting was for, and they didn't dare to move it.

Now if the queen sees it...Anshun can't help but tremble, just hope to go slower.

However, no matter how slow it is, there will eventually be a time when the candle is lit, and the study is very bright, and the half-open and half-closed picture scroll is particularly dazzling.

Walking closer in two steps, Lou Jing grasped the painting in his hand, and used a lot of perseverance to avoid tearing it up, and slowly opened it, revealing the flowing clothes. Lou Jing only felt that his heart was gripped fiercely. He couldn't be more familiar with this technique, it was drawn by Xiao Chengjun himself!

Unfolding the picture scroll bit by bit, Lou Jing couldn't help but his eyes widened.

On the paper, there was an unparalleled beauty with thin lips pursed lightly and an affectionate eyebrow, leaning against a maple tree, and looking over with a smile. Each stroke is extremely fine, which shows that the painter cherishes the person in the painting. A line of handsome and extraordinary small words was inscribed next to him, "I am familiar with painting meticulous brushwork, the pen and pen are out of my mind, and the paper is hard to understand, and the painting is not Qing in the end. Chunde ten years in November, on Mingyue night." At the end, I built one. Xiao Chengjun's private seal when he was still the prince.

Lou Jing held the painting for a long time, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He spotted the stack of scrolls on the ground that was **** with a red string and was not opened at all. He carefully rolled up the portrait in his hand and put it in the painting jar. He often saw this painting in the painting jar, but Xiao Chengjun never let him see it. It turned out that it was Lou Jing who painted it.

Walking into the inner room lightly, Lou Jing took off his coat, climbed onto the dragon bed, and put the sleeping emperor into his arms and hugged him tightly. After three days of absence, his Yuan Lang must have missed him too, and couldn't find him, so he could only sit in the study and look at the portrait. Lou Jing buried his face in the soap-scented hair. For so many years, this man still has this kind of magic power. Every time he discovers a little secret, he will love him more, and his love hurts.

"Um..." Xiao Chengjun was tightened, frowned and pushed the person away, then familiarly found a comfortable position in the warm arms and nudged.

"Yuan Lang, Yuan Lang..." Lou Jing whispered to him and stroked his back.

"I didn't order you to sleep." Xiao Chengjun closed his eyes and said vaguely.

"Yes, the minister himself wants to come to attend the bed," Lou Jing smiled and pulled the quilt and covered the two people. "The emperor can't accept the concubine, the minister has to take over the responsibility of attending the bed in the sixth palace."

The sleepy emperor didn't bother to care about him. With a familiar body temperature, he embraced the person contentedly, and fell into a deep sleep with confidence.

In the third year of Hongyuan, only the ladies were selected for the palace draft, but the concubines were not selected. The courtiers were in an uproar and sighed that the queen was jealous. However, everyone did not expect that this was just the beginning.

Emperor Hongyuan did not accept any concubines throughout his life, and the empress Lou Jing who helped Emperor Hongyuan conquer the world and guard the world became the most legendary queen and jealous empress in the world.

However, not accepting the concubine, on the other hand, is to protect the crown prince. The history books mention the Queen Lou, praise more than derogation, and the name of the queen is mostly ridicule. Xiao Chengjun finally used his wisdom to earn the praise he deserved in the history books for the person he loves most.