After rebirth, the empress was spoiled by the emperor's uncle like a little girl

"… Your Majesty, please appoint a crown prince as soon as possible to rectify the foundation of the country."

These words, falling in the huge Tai Chi Hall, were like a raging storm.

Even after retiring from court, Abao still could hear the words, and it even reminded her of the battle for the throne among the princes twenty years ago.

The blood that has watered this Tai Chi Temple for thousands of years seems to be coming back to haunt us.

In the cold air, on the imperial throne, A Bao looked at her good friend Zhang Lanheng, who was also the Prime Minister, Lord Zhang, who was standing quietly in the palace at this moment.

"Who do you think I should give the throne to?"

Zhang Lanheng's heart trembled slightly at the word "I". After a long while, he said, "Your Majesty, do you know why, in the past sixteen years, the voices of the court officials requesting the establishment of a crown prince are so loud and powerful today?"

For Abao, the answer to this question is actually known to him.

The meaning behind this play is the women's imperial examination.

In the past sixteen years, apart from Liang Qingyu, the governor of the Jiangnan River, and Feng Sui, who was far away in Jingzhou, she could only select female officials in the court sporadically. And she spent twice as much time as before, starting the women's academy in Jiangnan, and preparing for it carefully for sixteen years. Until now, she can finally select the virtuous and capable through the women's special examination.

Ah Bao chuckled, "With the political reforms in recent years and this imperial examination for women, they must be looking forward to the ascension of a new emperor as soon as possible, just like the reign of Empress Wen Ying, so that this farce in the eyes of those people can end sooner."

Hearing this, Zhang Lanheng felt that the woman on the throne was smiling and understanding, but still sad.

The trees want to be quiet, but the wind doesn't stop.

"Your Majesty's only concubine is the Empress."

Zhang Lanheng considered it again and again, and said bluntly: "So whether it is the eldest prince Che and Princess Zhuo who are equally intelligent, kind and knowledgeable, or the second prince Chong who is extremely talented, all the princes and princesses have the same father. Compared with the reign of Empress Wenying, Your Majesty may not have to worry too much about... fratricide."

The two looked at each other. A Bao was silent for a moment and asked, "What do you think, Zhuo Zhuo?"

After a moment, Zhang Lanheng said seriously: "If Your Majesty wants Daqi to have another female emperor, that's fine."

There was a long silence in the Tai Chi Hall.

That day, late at night, in Weiyang Palace.

Ah Bao said softly: "Che'er, as the eldest son of the emperor, he was born with the support of the old ministers in the court. He took advantage. And, Chong'er, he is indeed extremely talented. As for Zhuozhuo, don't look at her obsessed with cultivating immortals all day long, but if she is asked to rule the world, she will definitely be able to..."

After a pause, Abao hesitated and looked at the black-robed emperor uncle who was making tea by the window.

"But that's not what Zhuozhuo wants."

Hearing this, the black-robed uncle silently passed a piece of jujube paste cake to her mouth, and smiled gently: "You plan to use a princess as the successor as a deterrent to ensure the continuation of the female imperial system. But how do you know that our Che'er and Chong'er, who you have spent so much effort to raise, can't do it?"

"What happened during the reign of Empress Wenying is not bound to happen again."

"Besides, think about her..."

After a pause, the black-robed uncle invited, "The moonlight is beautiful tonight, would you like to take a walk with me, A-Bao?"

The emperor's uncle must have something else to say to her.

What is it?

Po was curious, so he naturally agreed.

And a moment later, Changle Palace.

The silver light of the full moon was hazy like a veil, covering Xuanyuan Zhuo who was sitting cross-legged under the eaves.

"Royal sister~Royal sister~If you meditate like this every day, can you really become the immortal in the storybooks?" Xuanyuan Li asked while sitting on the swing and chewing on a date paste cake.

Xuanyuan Zhuo was full of hope: "Of course! When I become a god, I will take you to pick the stars! Okay?"

"Okay!" Xuanyuan Li blinked her dark and bright eyes: "I like the Royal Sister the most!"

"Ari, when I lent you my homework this morning, you said you liked Second Brother's the one you liked best." The voice came before the person arrived.

"Xuanyuan Chong! Don't pinch my face!" Xuanyuan Li struggled to save her small round face from the second emperor's hand, and snorted: "You are obviously the same age as me, don't always treat me like a child!"

"Oh, who made you so stupid?"