Madam is a Superstar

"Button, button, button."

The rhythmic sound of buttons rang again and again in the Qinzheng Palace. The sound came from the emperor above.

For a moment, the huge palace fell into stasis, and the ministers who wanted to say something else swallowed back the words that came to their mouths.

Several ministers had sad expressions on their brows. Nangong Yuyue, who was sitting upright on the dragon chair, did not speak for a long time.

The frowns on the ministers' brows deepened. It is understandable that the king's autocratic style should not be criticized.

But if in the future the emperor is as incapable of listening to any words of advice as he is today, he may be afraid of following in the footsteps of the previous empress.

The stalemate lasted for a long time,

The clicking sound stopped and a steady sound sounded,

"Both the ceremony of conferring the queen and the dismissal of the harem can be postponed, but the establishment of the queen cannot be done. I have been happy with the priest for more than 20 years. The people and your beloved ministers have witnessed it. Thinking about it, I can understand my urgency."

The ministers all breathed a sigh of relief and finally let go. Although it was not the result they wanted most,

But at least the emperor listened and made concessions. When he wanted to speak, he heard the emperor's voice again.

"My beloved ministers understand my considerations and good intentions, so I intend to inspect the Zhao family and exempt the people from taxes for two years. What do you think?"

There is an obvious meaning of gentleness in the words. Ministers, look at me and I look at you.

"this,"

Throughout the ages, people have never cared about who is the ruler of the world. What they care about is whether the whole family can have enough food and clothing.

Whether life can be stable or not, the emperor's move is undoubtedly a wise move in this situation.

Their corvee taxes in Dayuan for the past two years were not heavy to begin with, but now they have to be exempted from them for another two years.

It doesn't matter whether the emperor's execution of the nine Zhao clans was brutal or not, and whether the emperor and the priests were cowards and monsters.

"Your Majesty!" Shangguan Hong was the first to speak, feeling pleased in his heart. Then the other ministers in the palace followed suit,

"Your Majesty!"

Dayuan has a vast territory and many national affairs. After the Zhao family discussed the matter, the ministers immediately reported other matters.

Near the end of the morning court, Nangong Yu was not in a hurry to leave the court. His eyes stayed on the ministers who had several daughters in the harem.

"I have not set foot in the harem for four years after taking the throne. From now on, I will not set foot in the palace of other concubines except for priests.

My dear friends, please think carefully about the disbandment of the harem after you go back. It will make your daughter suffer in the harem.

It would be better to let the daughter come out of the palace to reunite, and then choose a husband to be a wife and mother in the future. "

Hearing this,

The ministers were all stunned for a moment. When they regained consciousness, the emperor's tall and majestic figure had already stood up and left.

At the beginning of Chen hour,

The weather is perfect today. The warm autumn sun pours down and basks in the cat’s body.

"Meow~"

Xiao Wuyun was held by the Queen Mother in her arms and was rubbing her plush head shamelessly on the Queen Mother's palm.

"Hey, little Qingqing, look at you, this cat, you are still acting coquettishly at the Ai family. Come on, come on, don't you just want to eat meat? Rong Xi, bring all that for this child to eat."

The Queen Mother smiled from ear to ear, her love for the dark clouds overflowing from her eyes.

He almost took off his beloved gold bracelet and put it on the dark furry child's neck.

"promise."

Aunt Rong agreed with a smile. She felt happy that her master could be so happy.

Now that the affairs of the previous dynasty have been settled, it would be even better if there were one or two little princes and princesses accompanying the master.

"Greedy cat."

Song Qing playfully tapped the bridge of the little guy's nose with her fingertips, and Wuyun meowed softly, turning her belly and begging for petting.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of the palace people bowing and bowing outside the hall, and Nangong Yu came in with a cool late autumn breeze.

"Meow~"

Little Wuyun glanced at the smelly male who abducted his master, then lowered his head and waggled his tail to eat the delicious shredded meat.

The Queen Mother smiled and looked at her son who had grown up to be the king of a country, and patted Song Qing's hand.

"Go, little Qingqing, why don't you go over and stay with Yu'er? It's time for Yu'er to talk to the Ai family later. The Ai family will be fine if they have Wu Yun's child with them."

Prior to this, the three of them had avoided talking to the palace servants in the palace.

Aunt Rong took the tea cup offered by the palace maid and was stunned for a moment, but she had experienced too many ups and downs with the Queen Mother.

He quickly came back to his senses, pursed his lips, smiled, and personally brought the tea to the table next to the emperor.

Nangong Yu took off his cloak and handed it to Eunuch De behind him. He picked up the tea cup and rubbed it in his generous and cool palms. His eyebrows were sharp and gentle.

"What the Queen Mother said is absolutely true, dear, come here."

Qingqing come here?

Song Qing's red lips twitched slightly. This is how she called Wu Yun over in the priest's hall these days.

However, the Queen Mother still had so many people from the palace here, so it was difficult for Donor Huo to get off the stage, so he got up obediently and went over.

Seeing that the man was holding a tea cup and showed no intention of hugging her, he raised the ends of his raised eyes slightly,

He put his hand on Nangong Yu's broad shoulder and dusted off the non-existent dust on the dragon robe.

"Are you tired? Are things going well for the Zhao family?"

There should be quite a lot of opposition to the execution of the Nine Tribes.

Before she came to Cining Palace, she went to the Imperial Corridor. The faint smell of blood could still be smelled in the air all night long.

I inquired with the guard and found out that this man hung the bodies of Zhao Zhengqing and several ministers with important positions at the gate of Kyoto.

In addition, after that day, I learned from Yuan'er's mouth that the two palace ladies in the banquet hall were whipped to death.

It was a bit of a headache for Lin Lin to plant all kinds of things. The king of a country was burdened with countless killings.

Perhaps it would be better to have less, but I also understand that this is to scare the court, lest there is another Zhao Zhengqing.

Nangong Yu put down the teacup, and his palms were already three-thirds warm. He wrapped the soft catkins in them, pulled him to sit down on the seat, and kissed his shoulders and neck.

"I'm not tired. It went well. Did you have breakfast with your mother?"

"Not yet, waiting for you."

Song Qing was a little helpless. She could tell that this man was a kissing demon no matter in another world or in the great abyss.

I don't want to pull her in for a kiss all the time. I would still care about it in another world, but when I come back, I will return to my self-centered nature.

The scent of tea overflowed from the tea cup. Nangong Yu's strong arms protected Song Qing's waist, and the holding of hands changed to interlocking fingers.

"Dehong, pass the meal."

Eunuch De smiled and agreed and exited. Nangong Yu took the tea cup and put it down in one sip. He looked at the Queen Mother who was in charge, moistened the fragrance of tea in her throat, and spoke slightly softly,

"Mother, the Zhao family's crimes over the past eight years, as well as the matters involving the nine clans, have begun to be exposed to the world."

Eight years, not four years,

Under the gaze of so many pairs of eyes, Song Qing felt like she was sitting on pins and needles on Nangong Yu's lap. She was startled by this sentence and subconsciously looked at the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother wore two or three finely crafted gold bracelets on her wrists, which made a pleasant sound as she stroked Little Dark Cloud.

At this moment, the sound stopped, and it took about five or six breaths before it started again.

The Queen Mother usually listened to the cheerful and amusing voices of old naughty boys, and it was rare that there was a hint of unspeakable mixed in them.

"The Ai family knows. You did a good job and fulfilled your father's last wish before his death."

The Queen Mother lowered her face, and the golden steps between her buns swayed. She could not see clearly the expression on her face that seemed to be in her sixties.

"Meow-~"

Xiao Wuyun was keenly aware of the Queen Mother's changing mood and stopped the meal-cat's frenzied eating.

The dark head rubbed against the palm of the Queen Mother's hand, and the soft meowing sound comforted the Queen Mother, making the Queen Mother very happy.

"Look at the sensible child, come here, come here, these are all for you to eat. From now on, you can come to Ai's house to eat whatever you want. It's so painful."