Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

However, no matter how annoying they were, Yan Xiaoming who was five years older than them and Yan Xiaobei who were two years older were not. He wanted to get married, but Yan Xiaoming was different. Now that he is twenty-three, he will not be drafted after seeing that he does not stand up. He even sends palace maids out of the palace every year. The eunuch, the civil and military officials are in a hurry, and the book that asks him to choose a concubine will fly to his dragon case like a snowflake every day. Zhongbufa, even if the ministers raised it in the early morning, he dismissed it because his father was not in Beijing, or he scolded the ministers one by one, turned around and walked away, but everyone knew that this could only be regarded as It is a taboo for an emperor to have no queen. No matter how much he has achieved during his reign, having no queen will still make his subjects uneasy.

"Your Majesty, a country cannot be without a monarch for one day, and the harem cannot be without an empress all year round. Please make an empress and concubine!"

In the court hall, Sun Liang, the left minister, once again stood out. Now that the country is prosperous and the world is peaceful, it is imperative to accept the imperial concubine.

"Your Majesty, please make your queen concubine!"

Many ministers knelt down in unison. Since the beginning of the country, military generals have fought to the death, and civil officials have died to remonstrate. Only then can a prosperous world be achieved. Even if they knew that this move would annoy the always overbearing Emperor Wu, the courtiers still did it.

The palace is full of civil and military officials, and the only ones who did not kneel down were Ling Jinghan, Yan Xiaowen and others, because they all knew that Yan Xiaoming did not want to stand up. In fact, Yiyi, on the contrary, had already had a queen candidate many years ago. It's just, how can I put it, who let their family go to sea for several years, and there is no basic news. Yan Xiaoming just wanted to get married and couldn't find anyone to propose, not only him, Yan Xiaowen Tiewazi, including Yuan Zai The same goes for Sikong Qi, the prince of the Western Kingdom. Those couples have been gone for several years, so that they can’t even marry their daughters-in-law. They are also anxious to give them such things as breaking the chain at the critical moment.

Yan Xiaoming, who was sitting high on the dragon chair, supported his head with one hand on the armrest of the chair. He squinted his eyes and looked at Manchao Wenwu with a little depressing eyes. He neither scolded them nor made them get up as usual, and no one could bear him. in mind

Thinking of something, Sun Liang, who was kneeling on the ground, looked up at him quietly, and hurriedly said in a condensed voice: "Your Majesty, the matter of concubine concubine is imminent, please choose your majesty."

"Please choose your majesty's decree!"

The ministers attached to them like worms, and it could be seen that they made up their minds, and today the emperor must come up with a charter.

"Sun Aiqing."

"Report! King Wujun is returning to the dynasty and is asking to see him outside the main hall."

Yan Xiaoming changed his posture lazily, and was about to have a contest between monarchs and ministers with them, when the general in front of the hall suddenly walked in from outside, Yan Xiaoming was shocked when he heard the words, raised his hand and said: " Xuan!"

"The King of Xuanwu County is here!"

The eunuch's unique high-pitched voice suddenly sounded, and after a while, Yan Xiaowu, who was at least 180 cm in military uniform, walked in with a mighty and extraordinary force, and the military boots on his feet made a rattling sound when he stepped on the floor. In just a few short years, the once famous foodie demon king in the capital has changed a lot. Inherited from Yan Shengrui's tough and handsome appearance, under the influence of war and blood all the year round, his handsome facial features are as angular as a sculptor's heart. Clear, cold and hard, the Yan family's unique peach blossom eyes are like cold pools, bottomless, under the bridge of the tall and straight nose, the thin cherry red lips are tightly pressed into a line, and the whole body exudes that strangers are not allowed to enter. The wild breath, especially when passing by those ministers, glanced coldly, and the breath all over his body seemed to be even more arrogant.

"See Your Majesty at the end of the day, long live my emperor, long live!"

Finally, he glanced at Sun Liang and the others, and with a mocking smile on his thin lips, Yan Xiaowu clasped his fists with both hands and knelt down on one knee.

"Xiao Wu, get up, don't be too polite."

Since the big and small buns entered the dynasty, Yan Xiaoming has not concealed his love for them at all. Even in this golden palace, he still looks like a good brother, causing many people to envy, jealous and hate.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Yan Xiaowu stood up and looked up at his brother Yan almost greedily. This time he went to the Golden State Camp for training, and he hadn't been there for more than two months. If he hadn't received a message from his father and father, he would won't come back,

Although the Qingguo iron cavalry is almost invincible in the world now, he does not dare to relax in the slightest, because what he wants to protect is the world of the Yan family and the country of Brother Yan!

However, he didn't expect that he quickly entered the palace, but what he heard was the scene of Manchu civil and military forces forcing his family's brother Yan to make his queen concubine. This matter made him very uncomfortable. Want to benefit.

"Why did Xiao Wu come back suddenly?"

Seeing what he was thinking at a glance, Yan Xiaoming smiled indulgently and asked calmly, in fact, Sun Liang and the others were right, no matter how big a country is, if the king has no queen, it will indeed let its subjects Uneasy, this is why Sun Liang and the others have said so many times that the book is about to flood his imperial study room, and he has not punished them. He knows that they are also doing good for the country, but their insistence is different. .

"It's enough to have Xiaoqing and General Song in the Jinzhou camp."

Xiao Baozi was obviously unwilling to let Sun Liang and the others go. After a few perfunctory sentences, he turned around and stared at them with full aura. Sun Liang, who had already stood up, let him see this for no reason. Opening those eyes that looked like poisonous snakes, Sun Liang clasped his fists and pretended to be calm: "Is something wrong with Prince Wu?"

Don't you nod your head, Sun Liang is so sad, this King of Wujun is better than him

Prince Daddy is not reliable. In recent years, there have been more and more rising stars in the court, and most of them are from Jingyun Villa. Among them, the three most powerful representatives are the twins of Prince Sheng and the former The Eighth Prince, the current Prince Sheng's eldest son, Yan Xiaobei, is fine. It is the money of the state treasury. Even his left minister has to ask him for money for everything he wants, and the funds he often proposes make him shrink again and again, which makes him nervous every time. , don’t be stingy, the money allocated by the Ministry of Household is not a problem at all, but King Wenjun is stingy, whatever he said, he is still very generous in dealing with the people, and if he encounters natural and man-made disasters, Or for people's livelihood projects such as the construction of the branch of Hanling Academy, he often gave the money very happily with a swipe of his pen, which was one of the fundamental reasons why officials did not dare to complain.

As for the King of Wujun, it is even more arrogant. As soon as he entered the dynasty, he was a mighty general with the name of Prince Sheng's direct son on his head. He is headed by him, and he has the emperor to protect him secretly and secretly. In these years, he has fought from east to west and established extraordinary merits. At the same time, he has also made the ministers in the court feel cold all over without mentioning him. The most important thing is that his temper is very different Compared with the prince, it is simply better than the blue. In the past few years, several officials who have participated in his performance have made him half-hearted. It's not Prince Sheng's husband, but Yiyi is the King of Wu Jun who is invincible in all battles, and who doesn't play cards according to the rules of the game.

【End of this chapter】

Extra 20 Brother Yan, I want to marry a daughter-in-law

"What can this article have to do with you, a dying old man?"

When everyone, including Yan Xiaobei and Yan Xiaowu, thought he would definitely go into a rage, Yan Xiaowu pouted and retracted his gaze, although what he said could poison people.

Sun Liang's facial muscles, who had been slapped for no reason, couldn't help but keep twitching, but deep down he was secretly relieved. If you really care about him, the unfortunate thing is that he will forget it, and if it doesn't work, there will be a gossip about the old bullying the young.

Baiguan Mo looked at Sun Liang's back with sympathy, and it was really difficult for him, but he let the person who was least offended to care about it. He had the right to play at this time. They sighed and shrank their bodies, pretending that they didn't see or hear each of them. They didn't want to be like their predecessors, and they didn't want to be tortured to the point of being incapacitated every day.

However, in the next second, King Wu once again challenged the limit of patience of the officials, ignoring the staring eyes, raised his feet and walked up the stairs, facing everyone's horrified and doubtful eyes, and sat on the dragon chair. There was an uproar, and the officials widened their eyes, but Yan Xiaowu seemed to have seen nothing, hugged Yan Xiaoming in front of them, put his head on his shoulder and said coquettishly, "Brother Yan, I want to marry a daughter-in-law."