Male God, a Little Su

There is a separate small garden in the hall, so Ji Scrophularia has ordered people to collect expensive peony seeds across the country. In Ji Scrophularia's heart, she is like a peony, bright and delicate, and needs to be carefully cared for.

In these years, Ji Scrophulariae fought in the south and the north, and the national treasury was full. Even in his private treasury, there are countless treasures.

At that time, he still needs to choose it himself.

Ji Xuanshen said something here, and began to concentrate on dealing with court affairs again.

The eunuchs and court ladies kneeling below were shocked in their hearts.

Since his ascension to the throne, the emperor has never set foot in the harem, and there are even rumors that the emperor was injured in the war, so he is inhumane.

The ministers of the court did not know how many times they persuaded Ji Xuanshen, but each time he died without a problem.

But this time, it was also the only time that the emperor did everything by himself, drawing blueprints and supervising the work. Ji Xuanshen didn't even get angry when Sheng Mingguang talked about his master's empress.

That means that the status of that person in the eyes of the emperor is different!

What kind of honor and glory should it be to be drafted into the palace after autumn?

Sheng Mingguang didn't even dare to imagine.

...

Ji Xuanshen had been busy all night, and when he recovered, the sun had risen outside for a long time.

He squeezed the space between his brows, because bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes because of staying up late, coupled with his cold and strong temperament, it became more and more obvious that the murderous intent and hostility coexisted between his eyebrows and eyes, which was even more terrifying and made people afraid to approach.

"Yes, go to Weiyang Palace to have a look."

He stood up and strode out of the imperial study room.

The words Sheng Mingguang wanted to persuade Ji Xuanshen to take a rest before going back were stuck in his throat, he endured it and finally heaved a sigh and followed.

...

In the early morning, the emperor did not go, and there was a lot of trouble in the court.

Several old ministers, relying on their seniority, rushed all the way to Weiyang Palace, which was under construction.

The prototype of the palace has been made, and it occupies a huge area, which can't be seen at a glance. And their emperor was holding a saw blade, his robe was tied to his waist because he thought it was troublesome, and he was stepping on a wooden board with one foot, sawing wood.

Seeing this scene, several people looked at each other with a look of injustice in their eyes.

Among the few people here, which one didn't send their daughter here, and who has won the emperor's mercy once again?

They haven't met each other yet, and they don't even know who the woman in the emperor's heart is. The other party hadn't entered the palace yet, so even if he wanted to target him, he couldn't find him.

However? The emperor is now doing it himself, and he doesn't even go to the morning court. According to the scale of this palace, it is bigger than the palace where the queen lives!

Is this for ancestors?

If that woman were allowed to enter the palace, there would be no place for their daughter in the harem.

"Sir, see the emperor!"

Several people looked at each other and knelt down one after another.

Ji Xuanshen didn't look back, the sweat on his forehead glistened in the sun.

He lowered his eyes, stepped on some sticky planks with his foot, and there was a 'click', very suddenly.

"What are you doing here?"

The voice, wrapped in endless coldness, was hoarse and cold.

In the dog days, it makes people feel cold all over for no reason.

There was a depressing atmosphere in the air, for a long time——

Only one person leaned over tremblingly and said: "Your Majesty! Now the border is in turmoil, and people are in panic. The civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty are waiting for the emperor to make a decision. You really shouldn't waste your time on the love of your children!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, the construction of such a large palace is really time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it is of no benefit to the country or the people—"

Ji Xuanshen's temples were throbbing, he had been busy all night without closing his eyes, what happened when he wanted to make a swing for his sweetheart on a whim?

Now all the great truths were buzzing in his ears, Ji Scrophularia's thin eyelids drooped, and an indifferent aura poured out of his body in an instant.