Quick wear: The ever-changing male gods are flirting with tricks!

Chapter 212 Black-bellied National Teacher, Seeking a Truce 3 (Third Watch)
Chapter 3

Yu Guiwan gave a faint "um", sat on the imperial chariot, and began to think.

What is Huo Lianzhi's real identity, she is very curious...

It didn't take long to arrive at the side hall, and the civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty had already arrived.

Fushun walked out first, waved his whisk, and shouted in a sharp voice: "The emperor is here——"

Yu Guiwan slowly walked out from behind the screen.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live—" Man Chaowen and Wu knelt down on the ground.

"Everyone loves you." Sitting in a high position, she also enjoyed the feeling of being the ruler of the world. I have to say, it is really cool, and there is a feeling that the world is in her hands.

"Pingshen—" Fushun dutifully conveyed the emperor's order.

His voice was high-pitched, and it became even clearer when he got closer. Sure enough, a person who can be an emperor has passed the test of heaven.

Otherwise, how can you bear this sound?

"If you have something to play, if you have nothing to go back to the court—"

"I have something to announce." The person who came out was the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, the prime minister: "Report to the emperor, this year's election is about to begin."

As soon as he mentioned this matter, Yu Guiwan remembered that the throne of the original owner has not been secured yet!

There is a prime minister inside who is ready to move, and a big Qi is watching eagerly outside. This is really an internal and external trouble!
"Then, my lords, do you have a suitable person to recommend?" Now half of the ministers in the court are civil officials and half are military officials. Except for the censor and the Taifu, the civil officials are all prime ministers...

The power of the prime minister is greater than that of himself as the emperor...

Yu Guiwan had several thoughts in his heart, but he still had no expression on the surface: "After you fall into the court, all my loves, report the people you nominate to me, and I will make a decision."

Yu Guiwan's answer was normal, and it was the same in previous years, so there was no objection from those present.

Next, the ministers who thought they were going to retreat heard the emperor suddenly call the general: "Song Aiqing."

Song Yisheng took a step sideways, "The minister is here."

"I don't know if there are any suitable candidates for your military officers this year?" She seemed to remember that even if the people's hearts were scattered when the earthquake came, the soldiers under the general's command didn't seem to suffer any damage.

Song Yisheng usually looks like a reckless man, inconspicuous, but he should not be underestimated.

"Not yet. After I go back this time, I will think about it carefully and investigate it carefully." Every year the emperor doesn't care about the selection of their military officers, why did he ask specifically this year?

What does it mean?
Just as he was thinking about Yu Guiwan's intentions, he heard her ask again: "I remember, General Song has a son, right?"

Trembling in his heart, he had an intuition that it was not a good thing to mention Song Yuan at this time, and he quickly said: "I have a son, who is currently undergoing training and is not yet mature enough."

In the end, he was afraid of what would happen, Yu Guiwan nodded and said: "In my opinion, let Mr. Song come to the court to practice first!"

General Song's wrist flicked and he almost dropped the things in his hands, but he couldn't resist the order: "I thank the emperor for the dog first."

"What does General Song think Mr. Song is suitable for?"

Of course he thought it would be better not to enter the court, but he couldn't say: "It's all up to the emperor's arrangement."

"Then, what kind of position do you think Aizi should be assigned to?" She can't do anything to the prime minister now, but it's okay to slowly cut off a piece of flesh from him.

But for someone to eat that piece of meat... no one is more suitable than General Song.

(End of this chapter)