"What are you thinking about?" Liu Zhixia couldn't help asking, feeling a loneliness overflowing from the young man.
"Uncle Zhixia, do you think someone like me is a beloved?"
Liu Zhixia was startled and did not answer immediately.
"You don't even know how a smart person like Uncle Xia should answer me?" The young man's voice was faint and vague. "You don't believe that I can be a good person, right? Yeah, I don't believe it myself."
He has a harem with countless beauties, all beautiful and charming.
But after all these years until now, he still can't remember the appearance of those concubines, and he can't even tell who they are.
"I don't believe it, I don't know." For a long time, Liu Zhixia said softly, "It's not just the emperor. Before meeting that person, no one knows whether he will be someone's beloved one day in the future. For example. You know Uncle Qiu, he never considered getting married before. The blind dates arranged by the family hid countless times, but he later met Mu Qiu and had his little Bailian. And me, I didn’t actually think about myself before starting a career. If you would get married so early, it happened to be planted in your Aunt Fu's hands. Only this one will be enough for the rest of your life."
Thinking of the acquaintance, cherishment, and love with Fu Yuzheng, the little bit between the two came to mind, Liu Zhixia's expression became softer unconsciously, revealing warmth.
Feng Mohan paused for a while on the man's face, then retracted.
What Uncle Zhixia said may be right, but in his life, he will not show such an expression for any woman.
People are different after all.
He has the right to know that Uncle Xia does not have, and that to know that Uncle Xia has the freedom that he does not have.
The audition venue is set in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and everything inside has been properly arranged, and the show girls are waiting outside the hall for summons
"The emperor is here—"
The eunuch sang the newspaper, and the women waiting for the show immediately kneeled and saluted, shouting long live.
Stepping on the red velvet blanket, walking into the hall step by step, the young emperor is dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, with handsome facial features, sharp edges and corners, but a pair of dark eyes are deep without waves, and the flow is full of indifference.
The emperor's prestige is unstoppable, and the imposing manner is dazzling.
"Flat body." A faint sentence, floating in the sky outside the hall, falling into the ears of everyone, pulling the slightest ripples in his heart.
The emperor was seated in the main seat of the palace. As the manager of the draft, Liu Zhixia nodded outside the palace to send a signal that the draft officially began.
The girls dressed in the same water-red palace costumes, doing the same dress, waved into the hall one by one, and left with another wave.
Feng Mohan leaned against the back of his chair, looking lightly, his expression blank.
It is said that the big waves wash away the sand, and the last thing left is gold.
Uncle Zhi Xia washed the sand for him, leaving all sand and gravel. It was really difficult for him to choose so carefully.
In the gap, Liu Zhixia sensed the dim light in the young man's eyes and wrote back to him.
This draft made him infamous. Who is he for
The emperor turned his head away in silence, knowing that Uncle Xia was really hard, and he had to make up for it later.
"The emperor, this is the tenth dial. For every ten people dialed, none of them stayed." Looking at the beautiful girl who was all taken away from the hall again, Liu Zhixia rubbed her eyebrows and lowered her voice. To the degree of audibility, "Half left, a hundred people, no matter how unhappy you are, you have to keep ten!"
Feng Mohan's eyes moved, floating.
Uncle Zhi Xia was irritated, such a refined person, the crowd burst out with gritted teeth. If it weren't for the crowds around, he might have been fortunate to hear Uncle Zhi Xia curse the three-character scripture.
"Have you heard!" Liu Zhixia was about to explode.
"I want to pick too, but you gave me a pearl." The boy bit his lip, his voice drifting out of his lips, he stunned, "Standing for a while, the height is different, the obesity is all the same, which one should I pick?"
The minimum requirement, he would recognize it without pearls. You can't even have a stone bead that looks pleasing to the eye, right
He couldn't even pass his own level, so how could he explain to the officials? How to choose
He doesn't understand, come alone to teach
Liu Zhixia, "..." He is now sure that the emperor never finished reading the portraits he handed to the emperor.
There are a few beautiful ones that have been slipped just now, and there are green leaves to set off the beautiful flowers, how else to choose
It won’t be if you just point your pawns!
Taking a deep breath, Liu Zhixia let out a sigh of relief.
When he rarely feels impetuous, it was a mistake just now, it was just a mistake.
"continue."
Outside the hall, the eunuch once again called for Xiu Nu.
After being gritted by a certain uncle, Feng Mohan finally showed a bit of attitude. When Xiu Nv entered the hall, she looked more serious than before.
During the period, he stroked his forehead and turned his face several times, and finally nodded in the air, "She, her, stay."
The long-awaited little eunuch next to him immediately noted the name of the person, leaving the name tag, and quietly relieved.
I almost thought I was just here to make decorations.
"Do you know who you chose?" Liu Zhixia was tired.
"You know when you go to bed, they will report their families." Feng Mohan didn't care, he didn't need to remember these, "Anyway, the person who should choose will not miss it. Don't forget my "good fortune". '."
"Remember."
The corners of Feng Mohan's mouth curled up, and among the people who entered the hall again, he flipped a sign directly.
The name on the card, Yuan Yunqiao.
There were also three people selected for this shift, and Yuan Yunqiao was one of them.
Compared with the other two happily, Yuan Yunqiao's face was slightly pale, and he looked up at the hall boldly. The man was standing next to the emperor, a fourth-rank official mansion, wearing an official hat, pure and elegant, and restrained. Calm and calm, that kind of temperament and aura is not inferior to the emperor's side.
And he only lowered his head to write the list, even when he heard the eunuch read her name, he didn't look up at her.
It seemed that she was just a stranger she didn't know.
"Leaving the temple—" the eunuch sang the newspaper, and left with the beautiful girl.
As he turned around, someone blushed.
This is the last call.
After the person left, the indifference on Feng Mohan's face was also removed. The person leaned back on the chair, supported his jaw with one hand, and stared at Liu Zhixia with a smile, "I saw that unwilling little eye, Uncle Zhi Xia. I’m not convinced because I’m more attractive than me. You are not as young as I am in terms of age; in terms of appearance, you are not as handsome as I am; in terms of strength, it is even more incomparable. You have no power to restrain a chicken. Let’s talk about wealth. Power... Hey, I won't attack you anymore. Tell me, Uncle Xia, what is she inferior to me?"
"Can you change what she doesn't like?"
"That's impossible." Feng Mohan immediately refused.
"Never change it, ask what you will do? No matter how good you are, you will not be able to build your confidence. Besides, the person has already stayed, the concubine of your harem. Would you care if you like you?"
The corner of Feng Mohan's mouth curled up, and the waves in his eyes were evil, "I still know that Uncle Xia understands me."
"Don't be poor." Liu Zhixia was angry and funny. "You didn't finish the portrait you gave you. At least you have passed the real person just now. There are not many beautiful people, and there are not many beautiful people. Why did you miss one?"
Feng Mohan smiled, got up and left the palace, "My harem, the most indispensable thing is beauty."