I’m Pregnant With The Child Of The Traitor General In My Past Life

?? "Don't be rude!"

?? Dynasty Luan was angry and shouted, but it was his own prince Li Yuanxu.

?? The first time Li Yuanxu saw her mother and concubine being so protective of others, besides, she was still an insignificant and humble person. She couldn't save her face for a while, and she was waiting for the last two sentences, and saw her face dignified and depressed, with a worried look. , Didn't dare to touch the mother concubine's negative scales at this moment, so he could only suppress it and glared at Li Yuanmin viciously.

?? Dynasty Luan took a deep breath, looked up and down at Li Yuen Long, with a smile but a smile: "His Royal Highness can really instigate things."

?? Li Yuen Long was shocked and hurriedly handed over: "Yuen Long dare not."

?? I secretly regret the instigation that I just made, if it’s done in private, forgive Li Yuanxu that barbarian can only be at his own mercy, but in front of Wang Chaoluan and other masters who have been immersed in the harem for more than ten years, how can he not see him? Thoughts.

?? He was hiding very deep, so he was so tempted to lose his sense of measure when he met the vulgar species, and I don’t know if Wang Chaoluan will hold on to this matter, if it is...

?? He breathed heavily for a while, and just thinking of the words, Wang Chaoluan had already turned away, and taught him that he couldn't interrupt for a while, and his heart became more and more uneasy, but he dropped his hand to one side.

?? Today, Dynasty Luan is very grandly dressed, all the details are exquisite, but she is tired of working day and night, dreaming too much, and inevitably tired. Although she is carefully decorated with rouge powder, she can still see a few dark shadows. Rao is Qinghe's dexterity, still can't conceal the fatigue on his face, and there is a wisp of dryness between his brows.

?? It's not her mediocre trouble. In the past few days, she has been struggling to fill the silver hole of the disaster relief in Western Zhejiang. In addition to the autumn election, she has almost exhausted her efforts.

?? Keqi Town’s Beihou Mansion is still tight-lipped, and there is no sound of wind. Not to mention them, the eldest prince also ate behind closed doors, as if this autumn election that Tianhuang nobles attaches great importance to is not related to his simaji. .

?? Seeing that the two princes have grown up gradually, some things...have to speed up the process. In the matter of fighting for the Zhenbeihou mansion, although the eldest prince did not have the upper hand, but who told others to have a good uncle, Zhao Gou, the left minister of the Zhao family, had many students. Even if he couldn't win the Zhenbei Hou Mansion into the curtain, he also controlled nearly half of the imperial power. This tells her how to live in peace.

?? What is the plan of this old fox, Sima Ji?

?? She doesn't believe that Sima Ji is sincerely willing to be this pure minister, even if he wants to be, the family of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion will not make him what he wants-which noble family can survive the party struggle? The new emperors of the past dynasties have changed, and the power in the DPRK has been declining. If he does not fight, he is the superiority of others. A century-old family cannot tolerate indifferent.

?? It’s meaningless to guess it now. I’ll see it after today’s noon. Fortunately, Sima Ji and Zhao Zuoxiang have always had a gap. Their chances of winning today are not small. They are still worried until the end, after all, for many years. Her experience in the palace taught her one thing-never count anything before it falls into the pocket.

?? My uncle in my heart is worried and sleepy, and seeing his own child so dull early in the morning, he followed Li Yuen Long's simple way two or three times. , This Li Yuen Long... after all he has grown up, but his mind is more than a little bit more.

?? There was a bit of jealousy in my heart, only now she would naturally not find his troubles, just want to wait until today's affairs are finished, and then beat him well, lest he forget his duty!

?? The piles of things got together and taught her to be agitated. However, Dynasty Luan was an extraordinary person, but he suppressed it with all his strength at the moment, pulling Li Yuanmin to say some words of comfort, while scolding Li Yuanxu.

?? She can’t say she believes in Li Yuanmin’s ability to master oracles, but if she is completely unbridled, it’s impossible to post it like she used to, otherwise she won’t have to move around to make up for the west of Zhejiang during this period of time. Don’t have to spend all the effort to win them over.

?? Yesterday, she has taught Li Yuanxu all kinds of teachings, so that he will not want to practice Li Yuanmin like in the past, although she did not clearly explain the reason for her, but her tone of voice is cautious, presumably he also understands that it is important, but does not want to-this dear, what is necessary When will she be burdened?

?? Originally, it was a pretense to say a few words, but the heart and fire, and immediately swearing, Li Yuanxu was angry at heart, so publicly, he hated even more, he was still filial, didn't dare to confront face to face, only his face was ashen, gnashing his teeth. In my heart, Li Yuanmin calculated a few more accounts.

?? The appearance was enough, and Wang Chaoluan stepped forward and comforted Li Yuanmin a few words.

?? Li Yuanmin is very grateful, so, this morning storm, in everyone's mind, seems to be so easily exposed.

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?? Today's Tai Academy is extraordinarily solemn and solemn compared with the past.

?? Since the founding of the country, the Bei’an Dynasty followed the previous dynasty and set up three provinces and six ministries. In addition, the Ministry of Rites set up a special director of ceremonies to supervise this autumn election, which shows its grandeur.

?? After three rounds of bells and drums, Mingde led the harem officials to worship Kong Sheng, offering sacrifices to heaven and earth.

?? For a long while, the bell and drum were closed, Mingde sat in the front seat, and a curtain was set up behind it.

?? On the high cloud platform, Emperor Mingde stretched out his hand towards the kneeling officials, "All Aiqing, please."

?? Baiguanshanhu long live.

?? Mr. Zuo Gou is the oldest, and he is more than a good year old. The emperor gave him a special gift to sit down. The rest of the officials are seated according to the ranks of officials. His son Sima Yu is sixteen years old and sits on his left side. The father and son sit with their eyebrows raised. They have a generally good-looking appearance. Only Sima Ji was born in the army, and he is a little more heroic in the vicissitudes of life. Not to be underestimated.

?? The autumn election shows the grace of the heavenly family, and secondly, the prince chooses a close minister. When the hundreds of officials are seated, the ceremonial and ceremonial officer unfolds the dossier, extols the grace of the heavenly family, and summons the grace of the heavenly family. So, it's Chen Shi.

?? The four princes entered from the south gate, the first prince Li Yuangan, followed by the fourth prince Li Yuanxu, the second prince Li Yuanlang, and the third prince Li Yuanmin, who were born to Ji Nu, followed closely behind.

?? The dragon gave birth to nine sons, each of which is different, but the last one... is a little weaker, not like a royal son.

?? Many officials present were so emotional.

?? Li Yuanqian took the seat of the Golden Sword. Last month, he was sixteen years old. He was already a grown-up. He looked like Emperor Mingde. Although Emperor Mingde loved his fourth son Li Yuanxu, he was waiting for him. It's not thin, and he was granted permission to open a mansion early.

?? Mr. Zuo Xiang looked at his heroic nephew from a distance, and could not help but stroke his beard, showing his admiration gaze.

?? Wang Guifei hides behind the bead curtain, looking at Li Yuanqian, who is more than a head taller than her own son. She is calm and unrestrained, and she can't help but feel resentful. Seeing Li Yuanxu hiding behind her and yawning quietly, her heart It burned a fire.

?? Empress Sima also saw it, smiled lightly, and the nobleman behind him knew, raising his eyebrows: "It seems that the fourth majesty has been working hard during this period of time, but our noble concubines have worked hard."

?? Wang Chaoluan didn't know the irony of the queen's doglegs, and sneered back: "This child in this palace is dull, and he has to work harder. Where can the younger sister understand the suffering here, empress, do you think it is not? "

?? The meaning is very clear-you two want to suffer the suffering of this teaching prince are not qualified yet.

?? Nobleman Chu's face tightened, and he turned his head back with a light hum. Empress Sima didn't show any other expressions, just screamed: "While watching the ceremony, don't make noise."

?? The rest of the concubines have various expressions on their faces. Some are gloating and watching, some are self-pity, some are tolerant of resentment... Only the birth mother of the prince Zhao Shu did not participate in the tide. Looking at a certain figure under the cloud platform faintly.

?? Behind the curtain is a big battlefield, even before the curtain.

?? The Autumn Selections will be assessed on the princes according to the four parts of poems, fus, essays, and essays. Although it is said that the proposition was only announced on the same day, but like the four princes and others, they have naturally obtained them from the imperial court in advance through various means. The proposition, and the essay for the test prepared by the shogunate, plus the brushwork modification, the literary talent is brilliant.

?? The sun gradually shifted to the center. When the three quarters arrived, the ceremonial officer tolled the bell, and the princes on the cloud platform put down the pen and paper. It was inevitable that the handwriting would be recognized. The digital eunuchs collected the files on the curtain It was copied later, placed in four secret boxes, and presented to the emperor.

?? Emperor Mingde opened a secret box casually, turned over two volumes, smiled on the face, and even said in a good way, he ordered the courtesy officer to hang the scroll on the wooden truss of the cloud platform for the evaluation of hundreds of officials, divided into four grades. Set Zhu Bixiangxuan four-color jade slips according to their pros and cons.

?? But today's focus is obviously not on how the princes did in the exams, but on how these family marquis made their choices. Of course, most of them are fixed numbers, and the biggest variable today is Zhenbei Hou Sima Ji.

?? Although everyone pretended to look like works, they couldn’t help but gather their eyes on Hou Ye Zhenbei, but he seemed to be paying no attention, walking slowly and slowly, only caressing the beard, smiling with the imperial forest next to him. Compile the poems and poems on the wooden trusses.

?? After Wang Chaoluan sat anxiously on the curtain, she waited for a long time and never saw Sima Ji put the jade slip, with a heart almost hanging on her throat, secretly cursing the old fox for making gestures, which was unpleasant.

?? The cloud platform is flowing darkly, everyone is paying attention to the number of the four-color jade slips, but Li Yuanmin is not here, only staring at the table in front of him, and a drop of ink accidentally drips on the Xiang-color table. Above, it slowly penetrated, staining the table with an indelible stain.

?? Looking at the ink, his heart is strangely calm.

?? When we met again, he thought he couldn't even hold the pen.

?? Since stepping into the cloud platform, that gaze has always been on his face.

?? He slowly raised his head and met a pair of gentle and elegant eyes.

?? In the last life, under such a gaze, he has stepped toward an irreversible road step by step.