Gossip princess PK black belly prince

In the middle of the night, in the imperial study room, a man dressed in a golden emperor's suit was sitting in front of the desk and writing vigorously, with memorials piled up in front of him.

I saw him, with a smooth and fair face, with sharp edges and corners; black and deep phoenix eyes, with a charming luster, alluring; the thick eyebrows, high nose, beautiful lips, evil and charming. There was a kind of careless maturity on the face, all of which flaunted the nobility and elegance.He is the most beautiful man in the Beichen Empire, and also the monarch of the Beichen Empire, Jun Moli.After processing the last memorial, Jun Moli put down the imperial brush.

"Defu, what time is it?" Without looking up, Jun Moli asked the chief eunuch not far away while examining the memorial he had just reviewed. "Go back to the emperor, it's already the third watch. Your majesty, this is the ginseng tea that the queen mother specially ordered the slaves to make for you." Defu, who knew that Jun Moli had finished reviewing the memorial, offered the ginseng tea.

"Well, put it down first." After confirming that it was correct, Jun Moli put down the memorial in his hand and responded coldly.

When Jun Moli picked up the ginseng tea and was about to drink it, a strange smell entered his nose.

This is a cup of tea with "materials" added!It seems that his mother's queen is really well-intentioned.

Putting the ginseng tea back on the table, Jun Moli squinted at Defu.

"Which master's palace is the emperor planning to go to rest tonight?" Observing words and emotions is the way to survive in the palace.Seeing Jun Moli pick up the ginseng tea and put it down again, Defu's heart suddenly rose.But thinking of the words that the queen mother still heard, "Ai's family is old, I want to hug my grandson soon!" Defu still gritted his teeth and asked bravely.

Although it was a question, Defu, who had been with Jun Moli for many years, already had a bottom line in his heart.

In the past two days, Jun Moli Xinna's two concubines were more favored in the palace: Concubine Shu and Concubine Xian.These two backgrounds are not small.

The official positions of the Beichen Empire are divided into three princes and six departments.

The three princes are the prime minister, doctor Yushi and Taiwei, who are in charge of administration, supervision and military affairs.

Six parts belong to the Sangong, including the Ministry of Officials, the Ministry of Households, the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Punishments, and the Ministry of Industry.

Concubine Shu, Shangguan Bing'er, was the daughter of the Imperial Censor; Concubine Xian was the youngest daughter of the Taiwei, Nangong Yuming.

Thinking of Jun Moli's principle of sharing the rain and dew with the concubines in the harem, and because Concubine Shu had already attended bed last night, Defu guessed that Jun Moli would choose the concubine Xian.

"Who served the dormitory last night?" Jun Moli didn't even look at the dormitory sign that Defu presented.

"If you go back to the emperor, it's Concubine Shu."

"Okay, then tonight we'll set up the Zhaoming Palace!" With an indifferent smile, Jun Moli decided on who would be his bedside servant tonight.

He never cared about those women in the harem.They are just bargaining chips that he uses to contain the major forces in the court.

"Yes!" Zhaoming Palace is the bedroom of Concubine Xian.

Inside Zhaoming Palace.

Having just experienced a lot of cloud and rain, Nangong Yuming lay on Jun Moli's chest, winking like silk, and said coquettishly, "Your Majesty, you are usually busy with government affairs, so you can't come to my concubine's place often, and this concubine feels really depressed. Therefore, this concubine wants to ask for a reward from you to comfort my concubine's lovesickness."

"Oh? Then what kind of reward does my concubine want?" Jun Moli asked in a calm tone.

"I beg the emperor to give my concubine a child. The concubine doesn't want to drink soup tomorrow." Unlike the queen mother who is nervous about royal heirs, Jun Moli will order the seasoned maid to give the concubine who is serving her bed every time after calling someone to sleep. , Boiled a bowl of absolute pregnancy soup.

With a half-smile in his eyes, Jun Moli raised the chin of the beauty in front of him with his index finger. "It seems that I have indeed neglected my concubine recently." The pity in those words gave Nangong Yuming a chance of winning.

"Since, dear concubine, you feel bored, then don't go anywhere recently. Stay in this Zhaoming Palace and copy a few more volumes of Buddhist scriptures for the queen mother, which can be regarded as a show of filial piety for me."

Nangong Yuming never expected that what the king, who was whispering softly in her ear one moment, would make her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar the next moment.

Without the slightest mental preparation, she was stunned on the spot for a moment.

"Come here!" Ignoring the astonished Nangong Yuming, Jun Moli got up and got out of bed.

Defu pushed the door open and came to Jun Moli's side in a hurry.He motioned to the following palace people to help Jun Moli change his clothes.

"Defu, pass on my oral order. From now until the Queen Mother's birthday, the Concubine Xian will copy the scriptures for the Queen Mother, and no one will disturb her."

"Slave respectfully obeys the imperial edict! So, what are you doing now, Your Majesty?" Defu didn't look sideways, and spoke and acted cautiously.

"Go back to the palace!" After finishing speaking, Jun Moli, who changed into casual clothes, left Zhaoming Palace without looking back.

The next day, the Golden Luang Hall.

On the court hall, Jun Moli, who was sitting on the dragon chair, was looking at the ministers with a stern expression.

"My dearest relatives, for the waterlogging of the Yellow River, do you know what good measures your dearest relatives have?"

As soon as these words came out, there was silence for a while.

"I think that the most urgent task is to allocate funds for disaster relief, so that the displaced people can have something to rely on. I am not talented, and I am willing to use 10 taels of silver saved over the years to share the emperor's worries, replenish the treasury, and relieve the victims." The speaker was Prime Minister Nalan Yu .

Echoing Nalan Yu's words, other ministers offered to donate money to fill the treasury to relieve the victims.

"Well, the words of the prime minister have won my heart, and I am worthy of being the top of the officials. I am very relieved that the ministers are so sympathetic to the people's sentiments! Alright, the imperial governor drafted a decree: allocate 500 million taels to the Yellow River Basin, and all the prefectures will guard it. Open warehouses for disaster relief and comfort the victims. At the same time, in flood-stricken areas, the tax will be reduced for three years!"

"Cha!" Defu, who was standing beside the luan chair, quickly drew up an order as early as Jun Moli's exit.

Jun Moli waved his hand, Defu understood.

"Start playing if there is something to do, and leave the court if there is nothing to do!" Defu said loudly in a shrill voice.

"I have something to say!" The Taiwei who had been silent all this time stood up.

Hmph, it's only been one night, have you already received the news?It seems that this palace needs to be rectified.Looking at Nangong Mo who was bowing humbly, Jun Moli's charming face revealed a bloodthirsty coldness.

"Oh? I don't know what happened to Taiwei Qizuo?" Jun Moli asked lazily without making a sound.

"My minister heard that last night the emperor ordered the virtuous concubine to copy the Buddhist scriptures, and she was not allowed to step out of the palace gate for a month. I don't know what mistake the empress made, the emperor wants to embarrass the empress so much?" I understand that foreign ministers are not allowed to interfere in the affairs of the harem. However, Tai Wei Nangong Mo never mentioned the matter of serving the bedroom, but asked Jun Moli to explain the key point of the problem.

"The captain is worrying too much. Do you know that the Empress Dowager's birthday will be half a year later? I specially entrusted the concubine Xian to copy Buddhist scriptures, intending to present them to the empress dowager as a token of my filial piety. How can I say it's embarrassing for me to value the concubine so much?" What?" The slow tone, every word, gave people an irresistible sense of urgency.

"Even so, there is no need to stay out of the palace for half a year. If the empress makes a mistake and offends the emperor, it is the old minister's fault. Please have mercy on the emperor. I would like to tell the old man to return home. I only hope that the emperor will not embarrass the empress too much! "The cadenced voice is full of determination.

old man!Is this threatening me!snort!

Jun Moli smiled instead of anger, "Master Taiwei is serious. It seems that you have missed your beloved daughter too much recently, and you are a little tired due to your busy schedule. In this way, I will allow you to rest at home for a while, Xianfei, I will not Let her transcribe the Buddhist scriptures, let her go home to accompany Lord Taiwei."

At this moment, Jun Moli had a serene smile on his charming and handsome face, but what he said caught Nangong Mo by surprise.

Before Nangong Mo could respond, Jun Moli shook his sleeves and got up, leaving the Golden Luan Hall.

"Retire." Defu, who had served Jun Moli for many years, naturally knew what Jun Moli meant.His words signaled the end of the early court.

Royal study.

Jun Moli leaned back on the seat, his thoughts flying.

He had forgotten that Mrs. Taiwei and the Queen Mother were still cousins.

As for him, women are just playthings for teasing in his spare time.

Those women in the harem want to conceive his offspring for him?Humph, they are not qualified enough!

only……

Looking at Defu standing silently aside, a cruel smile formed on the corner of Jun Moli's mouth.

"Defu, how long have you been by my side?" Jun Moli asked innocently.

"If you go back to the emperor, the servant has been by your side and served you since you were the little prince. Now that I think about it, it has been ten years." Although Defu didn't understand why Jun Moli would ask this question, but Still blurted out his question.

"Ten years, it's been so long. But, haven't these ten years allowed you to recognize who your master is?" The conversation changed, and Jun Moli's cold words revealed a serious chill.

"Plop—" Knowing that he couldn't hide from the emperor in front of him, Defu knelt down with trembling legs.

"Your Majesty, spare your life! Your Majesty, spare your life! This slave will never dare again!" Defu begged for mercy sadly.

"For the reason that you have served me for many years, I can forgive you what happened last night and this morning. But, there are only three things, if there is another time..." Jun Moli's voice was low and slow warning.

"I don't dare, my master is the emperor. Even if someone puts a knife on my neck, I will never betray the emperor again!" Tears freely, pointing to the sky and swearing.

"Well, get up." Seeing that the deterrence was almost over, Jun Moli returned to his original indifferent tone.

"Tell me about something special happening in the capital recently."