I, Zhu Qizhen, am not called the Son of Heaven!

Xiwan, Xiunu's residence.

Under the careful service of the palace maid, Murong Xian bathed in a flower bath, washed white and clean, changed into a gorgeous brocade robe, sat on a special palanquin, and went to the Qianqing Palace to nourish the heart.

"Knock knock. "

Murong Xian sat in the palanquin, and his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.

She never imagined that one day, she would be able to meet the emperor, let alone that in this life and this life, she would have the honor to serve the emperor, and it was tonight.

Three months ago, when I first entered the Cining Palace.

She knew that the emperor and the empress dowager were in front of her eyes, but she did not dare to raise her head, because the female officials and eunuchs had solemnly warned them not to look up to the heavenly face, otherwise it would be disrespectful.

And tonight, she will be the kind of thing that the emperor is going to do as a female official and what they said... It was for that they were elected to the palace.

The palanquin was moving forward unhurriedly, Murong Xianqiao's face was flushed, and his heartbeat became faster and faster.

The other side.

After Zhu Qizhen turned over Murong Xian's sign, he returned to the Yangxin Temple.

Zhu Qi Town crossed over, three or four months have passed, and now it is the early winter season.

However, the Yangxin Hall is equipped with an earth dragon to protect against the cold, and there is a charcoal incense burner inside.

The lights flickered, and the hall was exceptionally warm and warm, and it was full of warmth everywhere.

Zhu Qizhen sat on his legs by the incense burner and roasted the fire, thinking about the world affairs of the Daming Empire.

In this year's battle with the Vara army, in order to completely annihilate the Vara army, Datong Province was flooded by the Yellow River, but it received disaster relief in time, did not cause a famine, and the people were properly resettled.

Hu Zongxian, the commander-in-chief of Datong Prefecture, not only has the talent to lead troops to fight, but also has the ability to manage government affairs.

Such talents should be more.

Because of the punishment of corrupt officials this year, there are many official positions vacant... Well, when the spring of the next year begins, we will hold the imperial examination, hoping to select some powerful ministers who can govern the world!

Since Zhang Juzheng received the order to measure the world's good land, with the strong support of Yan Song, the head of the cabinet, land measurement projects have been launched all over the country.

However, the work of measuring land across the country has been more or less hindered.

Among them, the clan kings were the most seriously obstructed, and the clan kings everywhere refused to allow the prefects to measure the land, even if the prefects held the official documents of the imperial court, these clan kings turned a blind eye!

"Three feet of ice is not a day's cold. "

"Reforming the system, this is obviously not something that can be done overnight. "

"Shang Martingale Transformation Law, even with the full support of Qin Xiaogong, it took twenty years to succeed, and Wang Anshi's innovation ended in failure. "

"After all, this touches the fundamental interests of the great families of the world. "

"And many of these great families have been officials for generations, hold high positions, and many are royal clansmen. "

"I hope Zhang Juzheng, Yan Song, don't let Xu down..."

Just as Zhu Qizhen was considering national affairs, Wei Zhongxian entered the Yangxin Hall: "Your Majesty, Murong Xian, the daughter of Jinling, the marquis outside the palace." "

"Announce her to come in. "

"Obey. "

Wei Zhongxian bowed and withdrew.

Soon, a beautiful girl walked in slowly from outside the hall, and saw her wearing a brocade robe and a red embroidered cape.

"The people's daughter Murong Xian, see Your Majesty..."

The girl owes herself and gives a blessing gift.

"Look up. "

Zhu Qizhen spoke lightly.

Murong Xian heard a crisp voice, and after she raised her head, she was immediately stunned on the spot.

Because she saw that a handsome and extraordinary, rich young man was standing in front of her.

She had fantasized about the emperor countless times.

In her psyche, the emperor must be majestic, a word of nine ding, a tall and mighty figure, with a big beard on his face, and when he speaks, his voice is like Hong Zhong Da Lu, just like her father.

But when she raised her head, she saw a young man with a beautiful instrument.

"Is this young man the emperor of Daming?"

Murong Xian subconsciously thought that it was not.

However, who can appear in front of her be besides the emperor?

"Murong Xian?"

Zhu Qizhen smiled gently.

"The people are here. "

Murong Xian looked a little restrained.

Zhu Qizhen was in the Yangxin Hall, wearing regular clothes at the moment, not wearing a dragon robe.

In Murong Xian's heart, the emperor was extremely majestic, and this handsome young man was so approachable that he didn't seem like an emperor.

Could it be that he was a little eunuch?

Not true!

And this young man's voice was low and powerful, obviously not a eunuch.

And this is the Yangxin Temple, and only the emperor can live here.

She has been in the palace for three months, and the rules in the palace are still understood, and in the palace, only the emperor is a man.

In the past three months, she was indoctrinated all day long with various skills to serve the emperor and how to please the emperor, and Murong Xian subconsciously believed that the emperor was a very fierce person.

And this handsome teenager is very approachable.

Is he really an emperor?

It doesn't look as fierce as the legend.

Zhu Qizhen learned that Murong Xian entered the palace this time and walked out of the house for the first time.

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