My harem is on fire

A brief silence.

The Rain Curtain Pavilion is obviously not surrounded by water curtains, but there seems to be the sound of water rushing.

Yongli heard it, and heard Shen Junzhao's reply: "Jun Chen father and son, since the minister is in court, of course it belongs to His Majesty."

Anger rose, and Yongli said sharply, "You know exactly what I'm asking!"

Shen Junzhao remained calm and calm: "I don't understand."

Anger was followed by great embarrassment, Yong Li's eyes were red: "I don't want Shen Xiang, I want Shen Ziyu."

Shen Junzhao's drooping eyelashes trembled very lightly: "The minister is here."

Yongli was furious, he grabbed his skirt and forced him to look at him: "Watch me answer!"

Shen Junzhao raised his head slowly, his black eyes were colder than the deep winter night, and there was no emotion on his face, except for the respect and courtesy of a courtier, there was nothing else.

Looking at each other, Yongli felt that the cold air in the bones was squeezed into the chest cavity, freezing a beating heart.

What else do I need to say?What more can I say?

It's all just him deceiving himself.

Yongli stared at him: "Do you regret it?" Regret that you risked the world's dissatisfaction by being with him?

Shen Junzhao was silent.

Yongli scolded him, "In just one year, you...you..."

Shen Junzhao cut off all Yongli's thoughts with only five words: "Your Majesty, please respect yourself."

Your Majesty, please respect yourself.

Shen Junzhao made him respect himself.

Yongli bit the tip of his tongue, and the smell of iron spread in his mouth, blocking all the pleas that were about to come out.

No matter how much you please him, he still has dignity.

What's more, can Shen Junzhao change his mind by begging for mercy?

impossible.

He knew Shen Junzhao well and had seen his coldness and ruthlessness towards others.It's just that Yongli never thought that one day he would become this other person.

what is this?What the hell is this!

Yongli gritted his teeth, and could only force out the last three words: "Shen Ziyu!"

Only Shen Junzhao has a trace of old love, as long as Shen Junzhao looks at him like before, as long as Shen Junzhao...

The young imperial chief minister replied in a low voice: "The minister is here."

There is no Shen Ziyu, no Shen Junzhao, only the powerful Shen Xiang!

The last flame in Yongli's heart went out, and his eyes darkened: "Get lost."

Shen Junzhao's back was slightly stiff.

Yongli sternly said, "Get out!"

Shen Junzhao: "The minister resigns."

He took three steps back, turned and left.

Yong Li clenched his fists tightly, trying his best to suppress the urge to call him back.

It is clear enough, clear enough.

Stop humiliating yourself.

What is eternal?In just one year, the person he was thinking of was completely changed.

What made him change?What made them go away?

Is it the power in the hand, the status of one person under one person and above ten thousand people, or something else.

"Zi Difficult..."

Yongli couldn't hold it anymore, but he didn't want to fall down in front of Shen Junzhao.

He was already humiliated enough, already without dignity.

He couldn't let go of everything just because Shen Junzhao didn't want him.

Yan Junyue didn't wake up, the people of the Yan clan couldn't find him, and all the people in the world still fell on his shoulders.

Without Shen Junzhao, he still had to go on.

He couldn't even fall down.

Zi Nan came over in a few steps, held his hand, and the warm warmth poured into the broken tendons intermittently along the palm, trying to dispel the coldness for him.

Yongli couldn't feel it, he seemed to be getting hotter, but it made his heart colder.

"Zi Difficult..."

"Ah."

"He doesn't want me anymore."

"..."

"He really doesn't want me anymore."

"His Majesty."

Yongli couldn't hear what he said, he just murmured and repeated this sentence, word by word, piercing his heart with words.

This was the most difficult first month for Yongli.

Except for worshiping the ancestors, he pushed aside all matters, and the folds piled up into a hill, which he turned a blind eye to.

From the first year of Yuan Yao to the present, it has been seven years.

Even though Yongli was young, even if he listened to the government, he was the most diligent, and after taking office, he became a diligent monarch that was rare even in the previous dynasties.

He was never absent in the early court, and he held the dominant position in the imperial court's discussions. In the afternoon, the emperor's teacher gave lectures, martial arts riding and archery... and even the large and small papers presented every day, he insisted on reviewing them for years without any slack.

Only this year, Yongli left everything behind and only hid in the Hall of Changxin, hanging out with the monk he brought back from nowhere.

The papers of impeachment came one after another.

The admonishing ministers asked to see Shengyan one after another.

Yongli didn't see him at all.

Zi Nan asked him, "Why didn't Your Majesty announce the Imperial Physician?"

As long as the outside world knows that the sage is sick, then these nonsense notes will disappear.

Yongli stayed in the scorching heat of the room, wrapped in heavy furs, with a stove in his arms, his face was already pale from the cold, his thin lips trembled slightly: "So what, it's a disease that you can't cure, they Can it work?"

The son is speechless.

Yongli closed his eyes and said, "Let them go, I'm tired."

It's hard to wait for him to rest.

Emperor Yuan Yao's reputation began to deteriorate from this time on. The originally industrious and well-behaved little emperor gradually became absurd since he came back from the imperial conquest.

The courtiers could tolerate raising a male pet, but they completely froze when he brought three actors back to the palace.

It was already spring at that time, and Yongli didn't know how he survived this winter, he seemed to have a big dream, the dream was full of coldness, and only when he woke up did he feel that there was warmth in this world.

The winter snow has moistened the soil, and willows on the shore have sprouted. After the large expanse of green has replaced the cold white, Yong Li's body is also much better.

Winter has passed, but summer has not yet come. Spring is the most comfortable day of the year for Yongli.

The body is better, but the heart is still cold.

But he can see Shen Junzhao every day, and has to talk to him every day...

What used to be honey, is now poison|drug.

Yongli could only keep telling himself that the person in front of him was the chief assistant of the empire, not his Ah Zhao.

Yongli would visit Yan Junyue every month, and the girl was still alive, miraculously alive.

After such a long time, the arrow wound on her body has slowly healed.

She was still not breathing, but her heart was beating slightly.

Zinan couldn't explain her situation, Yong thought for a while and said, "It's probably because of their Yan clan's physique."

Strong tolerance, careful thinking also means tenacious vitality.

She was still holding on to a serious injury that an ordinary person should have died long ago.

Yongli didn't know when she would wake up, but he knew what he should do for her.

Find the Yan people and settle this miserable nation.

When Yan Junyue woke up, he hoped that she would have no worries and just be a happy Princess Dayong.

He can't find happiness, but he hopes that the people around him can be happy.

Yan Junyue, Zinan, Shen Junzhao.

Hope they get what they want.

In March of the eighth year of Yuan Yao, Shang Ye found the whereabouts of three members of the Yan tribe. Coincidentally, they were all sold to Dayong at a high price and became actors in famous buildings in the first capital.

It was the first time in Yongli's life that he went to a brothel, and bought three members of the Yan clan at a sky-high price.

At that time, there was a dude from an aristocratic family who was bidding with him. After Yongli directly raised the price by three times and three times, he died down.

The dandy thought that he was a tyrant in Shoujing, how could he be overwhelmed like this, secretly trying to block people, even if he couldn't snatch the beauty back, it would be better to beat this bully up.

As a result, it was difficult to tidy up the quilt clearly.

Later, when he found out that the one who robbed him was the current Holy One, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to go out for half a year.

Of course, Yongli didn't buy the Yan people to take them into the harem, he saved them in order to repay his kindness, so how could he do such nonsense?

When Yan Junyue woke up and learned that he had taken in his people, he was afraid that a bone blade would pierce his chest.

Thinking of this, Yongli frowned.

Shang Ye, who was waiting beside him, suddenly saw him smile, and was stunned.

Yongli suppressed the smile on his lips again: "Help them go to slavery, and find a rich place where they can settle down."

Shang Ye hurriedly responded: "My subordinates understand." After saying that, he took the order and left.

Because of the clues from the Yan tribe, Yongli became more energetic, and Wu Honglang gradually gained the right to speak in the court, he felt more motivated, and he was able to get along with Shen Junzhao a little bit calmly.

Love, love, will always pass.

Even if it takes her whole life... When he dies, she will never be able to please him again.

Yeah.

He sits on this throne, he stands in the golden palace, even if there is no youthful beauty, he is destined to be entangled for a lifetime.

Much better than never seeing you again in this lifetime.

As for the next life...

Yongli doesn't want another life.

During this month, many people from the Yan tribe were found intermittently. Yong Liquan asked Shangye Haosheng to settle them down, hoping that they could live a good life without the shackles.

Unexpectedly, it was another half a month, and he saw a pair of familiar faces.

Yongli was furious: "Shangye!"

Shangye knelt down with a plop.

Yongli: "I told you to take care of them. Is this how they are settled?"

Shangye's forehead was covered with cold sweat: "Subordinates... all subordinates acted according to His Majesty's regulations. First, they were enslaved, then registered, and then they were personally escorted to patrol the city in the south of the Yangtze River..."

Yong Li suppressed his anger: "Go and find out what's going on!"

Shang Ye hurriedly said: "Observe the order."

After this investigation, Yongli felt extremely complicated, hating, angry and helpless.

Shangye has indeed settled the people down, but within two days they will be reduced to slavery, playthings, and brothels...

Everyone in the Yan clan is extremely beautiful, and beautiful people are dangerous in themselves, especially when they are weak and harmless and only know how to obey.

The deadliest thing is that they have all been trained|taught since childhood, and they have no dignity for a long time. If someone is interested in them, they will not refuse.

What's more, I will take the initiative to seduce|seduce others...

Only then did Yongli understand Yan Junyue's despair.

The saddest thing is not that the tribe is in deep prison, but that the tribe has no self-knowledge.

Without the awareness of resistance, without the dignity of being a human being, if you don't know how to resist and refuse, you will only fall into the quagmire again and again.

At first, Yongli did not believe in evil, so he placed them together, arranged for people to teach them, and changed them from the ideological level.

then……

Nearly [-] years old, not close to female sex, an old Confucian who has been self-denying and respectful all his life died on the bed... Beside him is a naked, bewildered beauty from the Yan family.

At this time, Yongli realized how difficult it is to settle the Yan clan.

Because there are many beauties around him, and someone impeached him that as the supreme emperor, he should not linger in brothels, and should not be greedy for these lowly actors.

Yongli broke the book: "Are they low?"

The admonishment regards death as home, counting the status of the family of rites, how can such lowly people see the holy face...

Yongli sneered: "Since that's the case, then I will give them honor!"

As a result, the Yonghuang Palace was filled overnight, and dozens of beauties were canonized at the same time, and all of them were included in the harem.

Since no one can settle them down, then he will come!

Except for Shen Junzhao, no one in the world could try to seduce him.

He must be able to teach them how to live with dignity!

As soon as this incident happened, there was an uproar in the court.

Not to mention the family ministers, even Wu Honglang and others who followed Yongli were full of disbelief.

Yongli didn't intend to explain, and just one sentence made everyone speechless: "Why, I can't even decide this private matter?"

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty came out one after another, and the ancestors said a lot about the rules.

Yongli sneered: "I didn't make a queen, did I?"

courtier:"!"

Yongli continued: "I'm not a concubine, am I?"

courtier:"……"

Yongli said again: "Or do you want to see the concubine after I stand?"

This time even the old fox Qian came out: "Your Majesty, think twice!"

After such a competition, a tacit understanding was reached between the monarch and his ministers.

Empress Dowager and Concubine Concubine should not mess around, beauties can at most be Concubine.

The courtiers would compromise because they were thinking that the little emperor would play tricks on the spur of the moment, no matter how absurd he would not continue to accept people.

who knew...

Yongli has no restraint at all, and his income is unscrupulous, all of them are peerless beauties, all of them are all over the world, people can't help but wonder - where did he find all these beauties?

In just half a year, Emperor Yuan Yao's debauchery was enough to leave a name in history books.

Since the first canonization, Yongli has been staring at Shen Junzhao.

Shen Junzhao didn't refuse or support, but just stood aside indifferently, watching the courtiers making noise.

When the general situation was settled, he still didn't say a word, as if these trivial matters were not worth mentioning, and he just messed around casually.

Yongli really wanted to ask him, does he really not care at all?

Whenever he feels a little bit uncomfortable, he will tell him everything, and he will not care about the previous cold war, or even care that he has more power in his heart than him.

He just wanted to know if Shen Junzhao still had a little bit of him in his heart.

Even a little bit.

Just a little bit.

However, Shen Junzhao's behavior was too ordinary. If he insisted on showing any emotion, it would be disgust.

——The same disgust as the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty.

It's not because of Yong Li's acceptance, but because of Emperor Yuan Yao's absurdity.

Yongli felt that he should give up and wake up, but he still didn't control himself: "It's sweltering in summer, why not talk to me for a few rounds, Mrs. Shen."

The king's order cannot be violated, and Shen Junzhao agreed.

Yongli deliberately asked someone to place the chessboard in the Yumu Pavilion, and intentionally left him alone in the pavilion.

When he was in Liuzhou, summer was more difficult for Yongli than winter, but in Yonghuang Palace, because of the rain curtain pavilion, he felt much more comfortable.

He is afraid of heat and cold, as much as he is afraid of cold in winter, he is more afraid of heat in summer.

Fortunately, the rain curtain pavilion is cool and pleasant, and the circulating water curtain keeps the temperature in the pavilion in March and May, which is the most comfortable climate for Yongli.

If it wasn't for the cold night, he really wished he could sleep here day and night.

Yongli has no intention of playing chess, he just wants to stay with Shen Junzhao for a while.

He couldn't speak, and didn't dare to reveal his feelings, so he just looked at him so close to relieve his lovesickness.

Thinking of going on living like this in the future, Yong Li felt sore and bitter.

Why is it like this?

How can it be irretrievable?

Shen Junzhao called him softly: "Your Majesty?"

Yongli came back to his senses, and casually took Heizi: "Let my fourth son."

Shen Junzhao said noncommittally: "Please, Your Majesty."

Yongli occupied the four corners, and then fell to Tianyuan, but he had no chance of winning in his heart: "Mr. Shen, please."

Shen Junzhao rolled up his cuffs, pinching Bai Zi with his white fingers...

The chess piece fell, and Yongli sharply saw a circle of red marks on his wrist.

His heart sank suddenly, and Yongli grabbed his hand, his eyes turned red instantly: "Are you torturing yourself again?"