Zhu Feng looked up at her, but said nothing.
Nan Yan's heart became even heavier.
She knew Zhu Feng's temper, and if she didn't speak at a time like this, it was already a tacit consent.
He really intends to let his family become officials in the court
this-
For a moment, Nan Yan's mood was disturbed, and her fingers were a little helpless as she kneaded the small medicine box that Zhu Feng gave her just now, but forgot to put it down.
Seeing her at a loss, Zhu Feng said in a deep voice, "Why, you don't want to?"
"I… "
Nan Yan hesitated for a moment, then said softly: "Your Majesty, is it for your servants?"
Zhu Feng still didn't speak.
And his gaze, obviously acquiesced.
Nan Yan remembered that on the night of the Chinese New Year, by the snow-falling lake, in the small pavilion, he told himself that he wanted to let himself be his woman in the harem.
but not now.
Because as a woman in the harem, she is too alone, even if she has a fairly flexible mind, it is not enough to fully protect herself in the harem.
So he said, he still has to figure out a way for himself.
Could it be that this is the way he thought.
Let your family members enter the court as officials, so that your natal family will have power, and you will no longer be meat on other people's chopping boards.
But-
She couldn't answer Zhu Feng's question just now.
are you willing
Don't want to
She couldn't tell.
Zhu Feng did this for himself, but for himself—
How could he do that
Just as her mind was in a state of confusion, the incensed fingers stretched out towards her, gently stroking her cheeks, and Nan Yan came back to her senses, seeing Zhu Feng's falcon-like eyes staring at her.
At this moment, his gaze is no longer sharp, but still has a kind of sharpness, as if he can see through his mind with a single glance.
He said in a deep voice, "What are you thinking?"
"..."
Nan Yan hesitated for a long time before looking into his eyes and softly said: "Your Majesty, you shouldn't do this."
"..."
"Your Majesty, you shouldn't be the one to do this."
Zhu Feng's eyes showed a light that seemed to be a shadow of a smile, but his face was still very calm, and he just said, "Oh?"
Nan Yan said seriously: "Your Majesty, the appointment and dismissal of officials is not a trivial matter. These days, slaves, as Shangbao female officials, listen to the emperor and ministers discussing government affairs. , represents the power of the imperial court and the majesty of the emperor."
"..."
"Such people should be strictly selected, and they should live up to the emperor's grace and the common people."
"..."
"But the emperor is like this - nepotism..."
Speaking of these four words, her voice trembled a little.
She knew that Zhu Feng was a talented and generous emperor. He had an unparalleled vision for the entire Yan Kingdom and the world. To achieve what he wanted to do, he had to work hard.
However, nepotism, this kind of action is not what Ming Jun should have.
She didn't dare to criticize him, but she couldn't watch him do it.
So, when it came to this, Nan Yan tightly squeezed the small medicine box in her hand, almost crushing it.
Zhu Feng looked at her serious and nervous look, somehow, even though he was talking about a big matter, his heart was soft in a mess.
Myself, what's wrong
Ordinary emperors should be angry when they hear people say that they are "cronyists".
But I was only worried that she would faint from fright again.
It's too easy to soften your heart, right
Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand to grab her hand, preventing her from trampling on that little pill box, and pulled her in front of him.