The end of the world begins with the king

Chapter 7
Zhao Yanxun's statement is not acceptable in the eyes of Concubine Duan.

"The matter of marrying a wife is not allowed to be a trifling matter for you, let alone...it doesn't matter if my mother talks about it!" Concubine Duan knocked off Zhao Yanxun's shoulder-hammering hand.

"Then who has the final say? Father emperor? Or mother queen?" Zhao Yanxun couldn't help asking.

However, at this moment, a slightly old voice sounded from outside the door: "Whoever has the final say is not yours!"

Hearing this voice, Concubine Duan stood up almost reflexively, and then saluted to the outside world: "The concubine sees Your Majesty!"

Zhao Yanxun hurriedly saluted, but he didn't expect that the old emperor was a listener.

After signaling that the mother and son would be excused, Emperor Zhao Yongcheng slowly sat in the head seat under the service of Concubine Duan.

"Your Majesty didn't say anything when he came down, the concubine is being rude today!" Concubine Duan's tone was slightly dissatisfied, and she was probably the only one who dared to do this.

"Hey...it's okay!" The emperor waved his hand immediately.

Then he looked at Zhao Yanxun, with a teaching expression on his face: "Since ancient times, marrying a wife, marrying a virtuous person, accepting a concubine and accepting sex... This is the case for ordinary people and heavenly families alike!"

"Father is right, but Erchen wants to ask Father a question!"

After all, it is the soul of modern times, so Zhao Yanxun is very courageous, thinking of debating with the emperor.

This was the first time the emperor encountered such a situation. There were so many sons in front of him, and each of them was submissive, so he was a little surprised at the moment.

"What do you want to ask?"

"What I want to ask is, can it be that I can't find a woman who is both intelligent and beautiful?"

Zhao Yanxun's tone was exaggerated, and this question really caught the emperor.

Concubine Duan glared at her son, and then said to the frowning emperor, "Your Majesty, this bastard is not a good-looking boy, please ignore him!"

Unexpectedly, the emperor laughed out loud, leaned forward and said: "Xiao Jiu, what you said... there is some truth in what you say!"

Zhao Yanxun was overjoyed immediately: "Father, did you agree?"

Zhao Yongcheng pretended not to know: "Promise? Promise to what?"

It is definitely impossible to agree to this kind of thing, because Zhao Yongcheng can't pass the test in his heart.

"Okay, don't just focus on choosing a concubine... There is still a month at most, and you are going to be a feudal prince. Tell me what you need!"

The emperor's expression was serious, obviously he didn't want to mention the matter of concubine selection again.

Zhao Yanxun could only let this matter go, he had more things to ask for than women.

"In the northwest, the folk customs are aggressive. My son wants to bring more guards, so as not to be bullied..."

"allow……"

"My son likes to study weapons, and wants to bring more craftsmen from the Craftsman Bureau..."

"allow……"

"My son is weak, and I want to bring some capable imperial physicians from the imperial hospital..."

"allow……"

Zhao Yanxun asked the questions one by one, and the old emperor was not sure, but he made Concubine Duan anxious.

What does the son want?Guards, craftsmen, imperial physicians, salt and iron... What are these things used for?

The fief, Zhuangtian and silver are the most important, my poor silly son... Concubine Duan shouted in her heart.

The emperor agreed to Zhao Yanxun's requests one by one, which made him very happy.

"By the way, royal father, what about choosing a concubine?"

Who would have thought that just after he asked this question, the emperor turned to Concubine Duan and said, "My concubine...it's time for dinner?"

Concubine Duan gave her son a blank look before ordering to the outside: "Pass the meal!"

Next, Zhao Yanxun had no chance to ask, and the three of them sat around and had dinner.

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On February 24, 23 in Tai'an, the sky was fine.

After closing the system panel in his mind, Zhao Yanxun sat in the courtyard of the prince's residence. Although the sun warmed his heart, it was cold.

"There are still five days, the end of the world is coming!" Zhao Yanxun murmured.

He is alone in this world, no one can tell the truth.

He also told people around him that a disaster might happen in a few days, and as a result, the eunuchs and court ladies around him thought he was suffering from hysteria.

Everyone wanted to hire an imperial doctor for him, and Zhao Yanxun persuaded these people by talking nonsense.

"Oh... I don't know how the end of the world came, so how can I tell others!" Zhao Yanxun couldn't help but sigh.

After a while, footsteps came from the yard, but it was Lin Quan and Huo An.

"Your Highness, the servant girl is back!"

Zhao Yanxun was not allowed to leave the palace, so Lin Quan and Huo An became his legs and eyes, and went outside to do business instead of him.

"Tell me!" Zhao Yanxun said casually.

"Your Highness, according to the rules of the ancestors, the prince will have fifty guards, and His Majesty will assign you 400 guards!"

More than 100 years ago, after the success of Taizong of the Great Jin Dynasty's "Qingjun side", he repeatedly weakened the power of the vassal kings.

As a result, the armed forces of the vassal princes were repeatedly reduced, from a few thousand guards when the founding ancestor of the country was cut down to fifty guards with soldiers now, the purpose is to prevent further usurping.

"The servants went to see it in person. These guards are all the elite of the imperial army!"

Zhao Yanxun nodded, he knew that in order to achieve this, the old emperor spent a lot of talk with the ministers.

"The artisans in the Craftsmanship Bureau are all natives, and they are all good hands!" Huo An's answer was much dryer.

Zhao Yanxu lowered his voice and said: "Those blacksmiths, making armor is not a problem, right?"

These words are taboo, and making weapons privately is a crime of treason.

But Huo An is a loyal servant, so he didn't think too much, and replied: "It's the craftsman who made the armor for the imperial army!"

This made Zhao Yanxun very satisfied, and then asked some more questions before letting Huo An leave.

Just as Zhao Yanxun was thinking quietly by himself, two unexpected guests came to his yard.

"Brother Nine...we're back!"

Upon hearing the news, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Yanxun's mouth, and there was some expectation in his eyes.

It was Zhao Yanyuan, the tenth son of the emperor, and Zhao Yansong, the eleventh son of the emperor, who came here.

"Old ten and eleven, Brother Jiu has been waiting for your letter!"

After saying that, Zhao Yanxun rushed to the little eunuch serving not far away and ordered: "Bring two chairs here!"

"Ninth Brother, we have worked so hard on our errands, we must have some tea first!" Tenth Zhao Yanyuan smiled and sat down, then picked up the teacup.

Zhao Yansong was no exception, after the two put down their teacups, Zhao Yanyuan said: "Ninth brother, I asked my uncle's family to find out..."

"Concubine Yong is the granddaughter of Yuanping Hou's family. Her boudoir name is Xue Baoyun. She is only 15 years old this year, and she is a few months younger than you, Ninth Brother!"

Hearing Zhao Yanyuan's nonsense, Zhao Yanxun couldn't help but give him a blank look, and then pretended to cough a few times.

Zhao Yansong at the side immediately understood, and then said: "Ninth Brother, don't worry, it is rumored that this sister of the Xue family is a first-class beauty!"

Hearing this, Zhao Yanxun felt relieved a lot.

To inquire about the concubine's daughter of the Hou family, one must have access to the Duke's family, and it is definitely not something that can be done by sending a few eunuchs.

Originally, Zhao Yanxun could ask his own mother-in-law's family to help, but this matter couldn't get around Concubine Duan, so he could only ask his two younger brothers to help.

"Those two side concubines..." Zhao Yanxun asked immediately.

This time, in addition to the royal concubine, Zhao Yanxun was also given two side concubines according to the ancestral system. He can be regarded as enjoying the blessing of Qiren.

"Ninth brother, you are embarrassing us. The two side concubines were selected from civil servants' families, and have nothing to do with the Duke's family!" Zhao Yanyuan said helplessly.

What this means is that their uncle's family has no relationship with other civil servants, so naturally they have no way of knowing about their inner house.

"Ninth Brother, in two days, Father will officially confer you King Yong, after which you can leave this palm-sized palace and go to the fiefdom to be at ease!" Zhao Yansong said enviously.

But Zhao Yanxun's words didn't make him happy when he heard the words. The end of the world is only a few days away.

(End of this chapter)