Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 373
After the busy enthronement ceremony is Na Fei.

Without waiting for the ministers to object to Fuchen's identity, the caring person immediately arranged for his daughter to enter the palace.

Within a day, the royal palace was "in full bloom".

Fuchen looked at everyone's exquisite faces, with different outfits and a hundred flowers blooming.A delicate girl with moon-shaped eyebrows and a small cherry mouth; a girl with straight eyebrows and extensive makeup, her forehead is like a phoenix spreading its wings, her lips are plump, and she is bright and cheerful with a smile, gorgeous and delicate, and her makeup is bold; In the meantime, the gemstone bead pendant on her body dances with the wind, like a fairy on the wall, exquisite and exquisite... For a moment, I feel that I have never seen a beauty before.

The palace is filled with 50 people, and it is still increasing rapidly.

Another 120 beauties will enter the palace tomorrow.

Too much.

Luxurious erosion.

Fu Chen went to find Wan Cha, and there were ministers gathered in the palace.

"Greetings to Her Royal Highness Princess Damei." The ministers bowed in unison.

Fu Chen bowed, "I greet my father."

There are outsiders, Fuchen abides by the rules, and respectfully calls Wanchao his father.

Wanchao nodded.

Fuchen sat on the side and waited silently for the ministers to finish their discussions, and found that their topic was: which beauties have such backgrounds, and where are there beauties.

Fuchen couldn't help interjecting, "Why does the father need so many beauties?"

The minister smiled and said, "Princess is joking. There were 300 people in the palace of the king in the previous dynasty, but now there are only a few. What's more, the king is majestic in the world, expanding the territory, and no one can defeat him throughout the ages..." A series of praises were exaggerated and grotesque.

Fuchen was upset and waved his hand.

The minister froze for a moment, then looked at Wan Chan.

Wan Zhuan waved.

The ministers withdrew.

Fu Chen walked towards Wan Chaan and said seriously, "Brother, we don't need so many concubines. The country needs women to reproduce. There are many concubines in the palace, and everyone sends women into the palace. Ministers follow suit, noble businessmen follow suit, how can there be enough for the common people? The woman married and had children? How can there be so many people paying taxes and expropriating the army?"

Wan Bran used two things at once, looking at the memorial in his hand.

This indifferent way is uncomfortable, as if it's just the wind in the ears, and the wind blows too much.

The floating dust slapped on the bamboo slips, looking straight at Wan Chan.

Wan Kuan gently pushed his hand away, and said indifferently, "The harem needs balance. If one family of officials sends their daughters, there will be hundreds of officials' daughters. If one country's noble daughters are sent, all countries will compete to pick them up, which is not what I want."

"Where is anyone still controlling you now? You just don't refuse, do you?" Fuchen pushed away, his words tinged with gunpowder.

Wan Zhuan looked up at Fu Chen, "I asked you not to have anything to do with Wan Chen, didn't you never take it to heart? You know whether the word joking is a soft-hearted way to deal with me or your sincere words."

The temperament of the two brothers and sisters is clear to each other.

Wan Zhuan continued to look down at the bamboo slips.

Fuchen held his breath and left.

The next day, Fu Chen heard the news that after a hundred women entered the palace, Wan Zhu only picked out ten beauties and sent the rest back as they were.

Fu Chen entered the palace again.

Since the other party gave the steps, it's not surprising that she succumbed to the steps.

After entering the harem, I saw concubines gathered together. Autumn has not entered winter in this palace.

Inadvertently glanced at a person between his eyebrows and eyes.This person sat silently and looked at everyone, not gathering in one place.The valiant and heroic posture is still fresh in my memory, and the vigor of dancing with a whip can be heard in my ears.

Yang Yi people.

Floating dust walked over.

The concubines bowed to meet, "Princess Damei."

Yang Yiren in front of him also greeted him.

Fuchen waved his hand and repelled everyone.Ask Yang Yiren alone, "Why are you here? Where did you go before?"

Yang Yiren bowed and replied, "My daughter Taohua, I don't know what the princess is asking."

Fuchen raised his hand and looked at Yang Yiren's face, which was exactly the same.Looking at her hands, the calluses are still there, not greasy.Looking closely at the texture of the opponent's bones, it was clearly Yang Yiren, the only daughter of the Yang family.

"I'm a witch, do you need me to deduce who you are?" Fuchen asked back.

Yang Yiren didn't return.

Fu Chen was not in a difficult situation, and left quickly.

Afterwards, news was heard one after another that Yang Yiren became Concubine Tao and was the only favorite among all concubines.

In the blink of an eye, in the depths of winter, Fuchen saw that there were more than eighty people in the harem, and there was no concubine up to now.Lying by the table, I couldn't help gossiping, "Brother doesn't have a girl he likes as a wife? Isn't Yang Yiren the love of your heart?"

Wan Bran still sat looking at the bamboo slips.The table is covered with the Four Treasures of the Study and stacked bamboo slips.On the corner of the table are dusty melon and fruit snacks and sundry baskets.

"Do you have a favorite?" Wan Zhuan asked casually.

Fuchen smiled, "What do I like? I look at your beauties every day, and I feel that spring has arrived before winter. Seeing beauties makes me feel refreshed. I like many beauties. My brother himself has no wife he likes." ? Isn’t that Yang Yiren my brother’s first love?”

Wan Kuan didn't raise his head, and said casually, "Tomorrow night, there will be a dancer sent by Jiang Guo. If you like to watch it, go and see it."

If it wasn't for knowing that Wan Bran sings and sings every night, he would really look like an abstinent person.

Fuchen couldn't eat melons, but he felt happy when he thought of the beauty.

At the dinner party the next day, Fu Chen sat beside Wan Zhuan and watched the dance.

Jiang Guo is rich and grand, and there are many dancers sent here, dancing gracefully, like flowers moving in the wind.The bead curtain on the face of the girl in the middle moves with the light footsteps, and the exposed eyes flow like clear springs, clear and bright.

Shimizu Hibiscus is nothing more than that.

When the other party took off the bead chain, revealing his true face, with a shy smile, his clever eyes unconsciously seduced his heart and soul.

For the first time, Fuchen knew what "Qiaoxiaoqianxi, beautiful eyes look forward to".Appreciate each other's every move.

Fu Chen watched Wu Wu earnestly, his eyes motionless.

Beside Wankang whispered softly, "Do you like her?"

Fu Chen's mind was in the middle of the dance, and he was about to nod without thinking, when he suddenly reacted and looked at Wan Chan in a daze.

Wan Zhuan glanced at her expression and said no more.

After the dance was over, the woman introduced herself as Jiang Guohou's daughter, Jiang Meier.

Wan Zhuan raised his hand and accepted the woman.

She had fun with this girl that night, and brought the entire dance team into the palace the next day to accompany Jiang Meier.Reward the high-level independent courtyard and appreciate her dancing posture.

Fuchen often followed suit.

But one winter passed, and spring came, and there was no such thing as a queen.

I ran into Yang Yiren in the back garden, and Yang Yiren was still favored.

Fuchen stepped forward and asked, "Have you ever thought about being queen?"

Yang Yiren looked at Fu Chen indifferently, "See if the princess wants me to be queen."

"What do you mean?"

"The latter requires the consent of the princess." Yang Yiren's tone was flat, but a "princess" had the illusion of gnashing his teeth.Pausing for a while, staring at Fu Chen, "It's not because of the identity of the great wizard, but the identity of the princess' daughter or sister, and the identity of the family."

Fu Chen stood where he was, as if reminiscing about it.

Brother's wife is sister-in-law and family member.The addition of family members requires the consent of the family members.

Fu Chen denied Yang Yiren.

Wan Bran also denied Wan Chen.

Fu Chen stopped talking, and entered the harem cautiously, and stopped commenting on the concubines.

In spring, the stream flows and the earth recovers.The affairs of the Wu clan became busy.

Fu Chen was busy making and firing tortoise shells, and while doing divination, a voice rang beside his ears: "The chaste man is dead."

Fuchen looked up, surprised.After a while, he looked back.Behind them are the witches who are working, their bodies are similar, but they don't know who they are.

Fuchen couldn't concentrate anymore and handed it over to his subordinates.When I remembered it, I went to burn it to a big tortoise shell, asked Zhenren, and got the divination: death.southeast.

The southeast... Thinking about it, there is the mausoleum of the former king.

(End of this chapter)