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Everyone discovered that their Emperor had a new hobby recently, and he especially liked to talk to people alone. Moreover, the people he was looking for were also strange, from all walks of life, including former ministers, eunuchs and maids in the palace, as well as well-known wealthy businessmen among the people, as well as talented scholars with far-reaching reputations, and even dandies in the capital. He also had a summons.
For a moment, people's hearts surged, and they were all speculating whether the emperor had made any big move. Some people with hidden agendas or corrupt officials are also shrinking their necks. They were afraid that the emperor's trouble would find their way to them.
For a time, the atmosphere inside and outside the court suddenly became clearer, and Emperor Jing's reputation also soared. This was beyond Cong Sheng's expectation.
The only person Cong Sheng has not summoned yet is the concubine. Maybe it's subconscious rejection. I always feel that if he enters the harem, he will become the fat on the chopping board, and everyone wants to take a bite. This feeling is so sour.
"Let's go to the imperial garden and take a stroll."
Cong Sheng looked at the memorial that was finally finished and relaxed his eyebrows. Who said being an emperor is good? There are boxes of memorials every day. You have to get up at four o'clock in the morning to prepare for the morning court, because the palace gate opens at five o'clock. What's even more pitiful is that the ministers have to wait outside the Meridian Gate at four o'clock. Think about those who live far away and have to get up in the middle of the night and travel through most of the capital.
Just thinking about it makes you feel hard, okay
Cong Sheng especially understood the meaning of "from now on the king will not come to court early". How can anyone live such a life of getting up early every day? In addition, sometimes the emperor would have sex with the bed sheets, which made it even worse. Why doesn’t history record those emperors with dark circles? Mingjun or something, I must have.
Cong Sheng really wanted to challenge the rules and change the time of the morning court, or he could just be a fool. No wonder there are so few wise kings in history, it’s so difficult.
Except for the day when he paid a private visit incognito, Cong Sheng, besides going to court, was at his desk reviewing memorials. Then I took the time to meet with the ministers in the court, and then went to the court to see the loyalty points below. I felt much more relaxed. When the great court meeting is held, you can meet with officials from all over the country. Then he can really sit back and relax.
“When the flowers fade and the flowers fly all over the sky, who will pity them when the red color disappears and the fragrance disappears
The hairspring is soft and fragrant, and the fallen catkins lightly touch the embroidered curtain..."
At this time, he should be looking for a beautiful woman who can recite such beautiful poems, and then fall in love at first sight and fall in love again
Go to nmd, he is not Long Aotian.
Cong Sheng raised his eyebrows at this time, wanting to turn around and leave. But these little monsters have to be eliminated, so let’s go take a look.
Sighing, Cong Sheng walked towards the sound of people.
Under a peach blossom tree in full bloom, there is a graceful woman in pink and white clothes, with her sad face under the falling petals.
The long, fine black hair was not tied up, and there were no hair accessories, just a plain hairpin. There are two strands of hair beside her cheeks. They are very long, black and soft, dancing lightly on her chest in the light wind.
Her eyes were gleaming with water, and they were filled with a touch of sadness at this time. They were like the indigo in the distant mountains that were also slightly stacked, arousing pity.
The color on her face is also very plain, as if she is not wearing any makeup. Only a pair of pink lips stand out, making people want to taste its sweetness.
The woman held a delicate flower hoe in her hand and was digging on the ground under the tree. This woman is still particularly ungrateful when doing such a rough job. Her slender body is as weak as the wind, and her snow-white wrist makes people worry whether the hoe will break it.
The woman was reciting a poem and digging in the soil. Next to her was a flower basket with half a basket full of colorful petals. There is also a bulging purse on the petal surface.
Cong Sheng stood three meters away from the woman.
After digging for a few days, I finally found the right owner, md, I'm exhausted. Handsome guy, why don't you come over and take this adorable beauty like me into your arms? I don’t believe in Xiao Longnu’s dress and Sister Lin’s talent. Why don’t you take the bait? Then three thousand people pampered her.
Shen Mingshuang, the eldest daughter of the Minister of Household Affairs in Daqing, is 17 years old, has a gentle personality, a kind heart, and is good at the guqin and flute. The concubine of Emperor Jing of Daqing lived in the west hall of Juhe Palace and was a concubine of the third rank.
Liu Fang, the daughter of a middle school teacher in the 21st century, is 29 years old. She has a cheerful personality, loves gossip, chases stars, and fantasizes. Unemployment, lovelorn, car accident...
Are you stunned by my beauty? Sure enough, it was love at first sight. God allowed me to travel through time just to have a love that travels through time and space. Come on, come over and hug me~
Cong Sheng sighed, why could he meet strange people as soon as he went out
"My beloved concubine, what are you doing?"
Why not follow the script? You promised to hold me in your arms? Even if that's not the case, you should at least praise my talent. Why didn't you notice such a good poem, Your Majesty? And what about the amazing surprise you said
"It turns out it's your Majesty, are you also sad about these falling flowers? They are so bright and beautiful when they are in full bloom, attracting many people to admire and linger, but when they wither to the ground, they are just forgotten, stepped on, and trampled under their feet. into mud.
Once the spring is over, the beauty will grow old, and the flowers will fall and people will die without knowing it. "
Shen Mingshuang sighed quietly, stretching out her slender palms to welcome the falling petals.
This girl is definitely not from ancient times. She was not polite when meeting the emperor, but this posture was quite beautiful. If it were a romantic emperor or another man, Shen Mingshuang might really be favored by her chance encounter today and her talent in the poem.
But even if he didn't see the inner activities in the word bubble, this scene still couldn't move him. Cong Sheng, the gender is wrong.
Light wax for you, one row.
"The heart of my beloved concubine is still so kind. Only the position of Zhaoyi is worthy of my beloved concubine, so she should be named 'Rou'." Cong Sheng didn't wait for Shen Mingshuang to show joy, and continued, "I think these flowers are also for my beloved concubine. Touched by kindness, I will not let the maids and eunuchs trample the petals falling to the ground in the Imperial Garden. Only the hands of someone who loves flowers like my beloved concubine can make them happy. I think that next time I come to the Imperial Garden, I will not see a piece of withered flowers stained on the ground. The petals are covered with dust, thank you for your hard work, concubine."
The flowers in this royal garden bloom all year round, and there are always fallen petals. They are soft and beautiful, exposed to the wind and sun every day, and you have to work hard to dig holes and bury the flowers. I wonder how long it will take for you to be 'transformed' and change your appearance
Cong Sheng said he was looking forward to it.
"Laifu, tell the imperial kitchen to make more nourishing meals and send them to Juhe Palace. Remember to take a big supplement. Rou Zhaoyi's body is still too slender."
"Alas, there are not enough fallen flowers in this imperial garden." Cong Sheng sighed pretending to be sad.
"Your Majesty, you don't have to worry. Those flowers are the most considerate. Your Majesty will definitely see the petals falling like rain." Laifu said with a smile.
As expected, it was the considerate eunuch-in-chief, Mr. Jin Laifu.
"That would be perfect."
Forget it, I don’t want to go shopping in the Imperial Garden anymore, so let’s go to the martial arts training ground.
Cong Sheng knows that only what you have truly learned is the most guaranteed, and it will not disappear just because you change the world. Although every world has golden fingers, some can still carry them. Maybe he will have more and more golden fingers in the future world. But he didn't know whether those golden fingers would always exist or disappear at some point. These things came inexplicably, and they might be lost suddenly.
It is unreliable to place all your expectations and reliance on the mysterious golden finger. It’s better to try to learn what you can hold in your hands. Only what you hold in your hands and in your mind is the safest.
Although he didn't figure this out until now, fortunately it's not too late. The future world is still unknown, but no matter which world, knowledge and force are always universal and useful.
In this ancient world, there was the existence of internal strength and lightness skills, and he couldn't miss it. Although this body is capable of martial arts, I can only rest assured if I learned it myself. With such a good status, it is enough to know the best martial arts secrets in the world. Even if it cannot learn them all, it can memorize them for future use so that it is prepared.
"Dark Owl, you're welcome and don't be merciful. Let me see how powerful my secret guard leader is."
When Cong Sheng said this, he was full of pride.
But the reality is cruel.
Being subdued to the ground by the dark owl for the eighteenth time, Cong Sheng's face could not be darker.
After living as a holy emperor for more than a hundred years in his previous life, and now as an emperor again, Cong Sheng didn't realize that his temperament was no longer what it was in his first life. It may be a common problem for people who have been in high positions for a long time to become consistent and not to be offended.
"You..." Cong Sheng frowned and breathed heavily, looking at An Xiao who was kneeling down to apologize silently.
He was really merciless at all, but for Cong Sheng's golden finger and many lifetimes of experience, he could tell that An Xiao liked him. With An Xiao's ruthless look at this moment, how could he know that he was attracted to her
What a piece of wood.
Cong Sheng sighed helplessly, and the depression in his heart was much better. Why bother to vent his anger with someone who didn't understand the style? What's more, An Xiao didn't understand his own thoughts at this time.
"Okay, that's it for today. Let's continue tomorrow. It seems you can rest assured that my safety is in your hands." Cong Sheng wiped his sweat and looked at An Xiao, whose earlobes were reddish, with a smile.
"However, I still have to punish you..."
"This subordinate is guilty."
Looking at the helpless An Xiao, Cong Sheng raised the corners of his mouth and said, "As a punishment... you can take a bath for me today."
Staring at An Xiao's red ears for a while, Cong Sheng squinted his eyes and smiled like a fox.
The author has something to say: Levels of concubines in the harem:
Authentic product: Queen
From the first grade: Imperial Concubine
The second rank: noble concubine, virtuous concubine, virtuous concubine, and virtuous concubine.
Second grade: concubine
The third grade is: Zhaoyi, Zhaoyuan, Zhaorong, Chongyi, Chongyuan, Chongrong, Xiuyi, Xiuyuan, Xiurong
Third rank: noble concubine
The fourth rank: Shu concubine, virtuous concubine, and virtuous concubine
From the fourth rank: concubine
Positive fifth grade: Jieyu
From the fifth grade: Rong Hua
Positive Sixth Grade: Noble Person
From the sixth grade: Wanyi, Fangyi, Fenyi, Deyi, Shunyi
The seventh grade: Xiaoyi, Xiaoyuan, Liangyuan, Liangdi
From the seventh grade: Talent, Beauty, Baolin
Eighth grade: Changzai, Niangzi, Shunchang
From the eighth level: picking girls, changing clothes, selecting attendants