The so-called harem cannot be without an owner. The emperor has been able to control the universe in the front hall. Naturally, the harem should quickly select an emperor to preside over the mother's ceremony.
In the eyes of the courtiers, this matter also brooks no delay.
In many families, there are many women on standby, waiting for the day after the emperor rises.
But waited and waited, the emperor didn't have the slightest intention to stand up in the past few years, he was not in a hurry, the courtiers were anxious.
The women of their clan can't afford to wait! Over the age, you are completely disqualified!
For a time, all the spearheads were directed at Feng Mohan, and Feng Mohan was frustrated during the second half of the banquet.
Finally, the banquet ended hastily and escaped from the banquet.
Hiding back to the Imperial Study Room, closing the door and throwing away the noise, Feng Mohan leaned back in his chair and looked tired.
In the face of a group of courtiers attacking him, he felt that he was not capable enough, and he couldn't handle it.
It would be fine if the emperor was here, otherwise it would be fine if Liu was here.
Somehow he could have a helper by his side, so that he wouldn't be so tired from fighting alone.
The door of the imperial study room opened with a babble, and Feng Mohan immediately opened his eyes and looked at it.
"The emperor?" Did he do something wrong
"The banquet is over?" Seeing that the small board came in, Feng Mohan relaxed, leaned back in the chair again, and closed his eyes slowly.
"The emperor at the banquet left after he left, but the adults left this before they left."
Xiaoban raised the thing in his arms and walked to Feng Mohan to present it.
The memorial of a slap.
Feng Mohan's mouth twitched, "I asked you to accept it?" I want to know that there was absolutely no good thing written in the memorial.
The small board is very innocent, "The emperor did not explain that he would not accept it."
"Let things down, you can go away, why did I choose you to be such a dumb housekeeper at the beginning!"
"Because the slave is loyal to the emperor!"
"roll!"
"Here!"
Quickly put down a stack of memorials, the small board rolled very numb, lest the emperor would criticize the memorials and criticize the memorabilia later and get angry again. He went out to hide from the limelight first.
In the study, staring at the piles of papers on the case in front of him, he felt his brain hurt before seeing Feng Mohan.
After finally suppressing the irritability, he took out a book and looked at it. With two eyes, he threw the folder out.
"What the hell! Only when the country is established? The queen has a fart relationship with my country? My country is the queen? The queen is the hero of the country? Why? The shit doesn't make sense!"
"The country cannot be ruled for a day, and the harem cannot be ruled for a day? After so many years, the harem has not collapsed!"
"Chenchenchen, since he is a minister, how can I have the courage to dominate my life? It's better to put my ambition on the table and tell me that you can be the emperor."
With a sneer, he threw all the papers into the corner, Feng Mohan held up the brush, brushed the pen to write a letter, handed it over to Long Wei, got up and left his seat, and went back to rest.
On the same night, at the same time, the mansion of Fengyuexiang Master was in turmoil, and screams suddenly came out from somewhere in the other courtyard of the mansion.
The fuzhong guards and subordinates rushed to the direction where the sound came from carrying lanterns.
Walking in the middle was also the grandfather and his family members who also heard the voice, and everyone's faces were condensed.
The crowd swarmed in, blocking the small courtyard strictly.
In the room, two figures stood opposite each other, and the screaming woman's face was pale, and the look in Feng Yi's eyes was unbelievable.