Wang Pa knelt by the desk, frowning. It's not appropriate to go on like this...

As a persuasion hero, after the new emperor ascended the throne, Wang Bao also naturally moved to a high position and became the Yushi doctor. Yushi doctor is one of the three males, although the dynasty is not as good as the Han Dynasty, don't set up Yushitai. However, this post is still noble, does not take into account the vulgar duties, specializes in public affairs and supervises hundreds of officials.

Such re-use made Wang Pao, an old man who had lived in seclusion for half his life, very moved, and he had the thought of retributing the scholars of the country. Therefore, even if the emperor squeezed into many families in Yushi Taichung, he never said anything. Just wholeheartedly loyal to his job, sharing the worries for the king.

Today, my birthplace is not obvious, but he is smart and broad-minded. Pros and cons, value talents, do not like flattery, and can follow advice. It is a rare Mingjun. The more we get along day and night, the more it makes Wang Bao feel grateful. If there was such a monarch in the previous dynasty, why would the people be separated and the country lost?

However, it is very good, but there is one thing that makes him worry about it. The emperor never had any thoughts of immediate future.

Not only the queen, the current Gongye is simply lonely and cold, and there is not even a warmer on the side of the emperor! Although the reserve has long been established, how can the sole heir of the prince make people feel at ease? What's more, the heavenly family affairs can be closely related to the court. Not to mention Lihou, even if you just choose a concubine, you can win many families.

Unfortunately, the emperor didn't have this idea. When he first came to the throne, he still said that he missed the first queen, and he also suspected that he would restrain his wife, and wanted to slow down. But now a year has passed, and there is no intention to choose officials' children to prepare for the harem. This makes people uneasy. Not to mention that marriage is a matter of the stability of the political situation. It is just a matter of passing on the heirs. If the prince has three strengths and two shortcomings, how can the state continue?

And there is another rumor that makes people tangled. The emperor and the riding general Yi Boyuan seem to be a bit unclear, unclear. Although General Yi is a Hu species, he comes from the hidden mansion and is the servant of the emperor. It is said that his skills are also taught by the emperor. Moreover, he is not greedy for merit, nor does he have the desire to make friends with civil servants, so he can be called a lone minister. Such a general, even Wang Bao would like to praise him.

However, if you believe that it's okay, it's a big hindrance to pets! On the day the emperor became king, Yi Boyuan stayed in the palace, saying that it was the guardian palace. Later, he went to the inner court frequently. No, just after returning from victory, I went to see him again in the palace. How can you look like a foreign minister? !

If it is really because of this Hu'er, it would be a curse to make your Majesty reluctant to remarry, and to allow him to make a lot of merit! What's more, that Yiyan is still a leader of the army. If he can control the mind of the emperor, who is Da Zhao? There are two days in the sky, but it is not a good omen. In any case, I have to persuade your Majesty again and let him put state affairs first!

As today, Zi Yuji has become more powerful. If you rashly admonish it, it might cause trouble. But admonishers should have the roots of admonishers! Loyalty to the emperor and serving the country is his long-cherished wish!

After making up his mind, Wang Ba took the memorial, took the pen, and started to write.

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This sleep was really comfortable.

Liang Feng lazily opened his eyes and yawned. Recently, Youzhou and Yuzhou have been fighting on both sides, and there are a lot of bad political affairs to deal with. He has not slept so much in a long time. Exercise in bed is really the best way to decompress. No wonder the emperors who are addicted to the harem emerge in endlessly in history.

Leaning his shoulders back, he unsurprisingly nestled in a warm embrace. The dragon bed is definitely KingSize, enough for five or six people to sleep together. It happens that someone likes to sleep in a squeeze, winter is okay, summer can be a crime!

But now, he moved with enjoyment, letting himself lie down a little more comfortably.

A hand is wrapped around the waist, as if to count the ribs, slowly across. A sigh came from behind: "The lord has reduced it again..."

Liang Feng coughed: "Bitter summer, I always have to be thinner."

These words were not convincing. When Yiyan set out, the summer was almost over. But Jinkouyuyan, no one dared to find the ballast here. Yi Yan just shook his head and persuaded: "It's about to enter winter, the lord still has to make up for it, don't work too hard."

"Stay in the palace every day, what can I do?" Liang Feng frowned and couldn't help but said, "It's just that there are always people in Yuzhou who are not happy to find them. Good official documents are posted, and each one will push you three times and stop four, and you will complain. The decree can be implemented. The two achievements are pretty good, they are all private silverfish! And those who live in the fort, tried all their tricks, and even dare to make ideas in the six books, are you afraid that I will come hard..."

After holding back for a long time, Liang Feng squirted fiercely and couldn't keep his mouth shut. Fortunately, the person next to him is a very competent tree hole. He never interrupts in political affairs, and he does not have to be afraid of making troubles that ban Chinese languages.

After spraying, the good mood of getting up early is also ruined. Liang Feng sighed, "It's just that no matter how rectified, one family will replace the other..."

Clean up the family? The current aristocratic family hasn't come out as an official. Now you are promoted to a poor family, and after two or three generations, will you not become a rich family again? Who has no selfishness? More than 1,700 years later, it is still an interest group that inherits the inheritance of the father. No matter how loyal to the emperor and patriotic, it’s not as important as future generations.

These words sounded a little frustrating. Yi Yan hesitated for a moment, and tightened his arms around the person in his arms: "The main public country is not for them."

There is no messy idea, and there is no soft pillow wind, Yi Yan just said so firmly. Liang Feng was startled, a smile suddenly appeared on his lips: "That's good."

Did he work hard to build this country for power? Is it to redistribute benefits? neither. He just wanted the humble people like ants to live more securely and with more dignity.

This goal will inevitably violate the interests of people who eat flesh and blood. However, someone has to remove the shackles on the heads of Guizhou, encourage their potential, and let the destiny of this country slightly change. He doesn't know if he can succeed, but is it not a very meaningful thing to spend his life trying to chisel a window?

Turning over, Liang Feng raised his hand and squeezed Yi Yan's chin: "Aiqing is really my interpretation."

"Sharing the worries for your majesty is the duty of a courtier." Yi Yan smiled and kissed him.

The veins of warm incense and the neck are entwined. If it weren't for waiting for a while, Liang Feng would want to stay in bed all day long. After finally getting apart, he stretched out, "Let’s have breakfast together."

Yi Yan shook his head, "I'm going to go to court soon, and the minister has to rush out of the palace."

Liang Feng picked his eyebrows, knowing that he wanted to avoid suspicion. It was enough to stay in the palace for the night. It was too blatant to rush directly from the inner court to the court without leaving the palace gate in the morning.

Unable to keep anyone, Liang Feng lay back on the couch and dressed Yiyan. The current official uniforms are still lenient. Fortunately, Yiyan is tall enough to wear it without being cumbersome, which adds a bit of extravagance. Maybe look for an opportunity to improve the military dress? It would be even more eye-catching if you put on the military uniforms and police uniforms of later generations.

Enough for all kinds of PLAY, let people go out of the palace. Liang Feng got up to wash up, had another breakfast, and then went to work... well, it's time for the Shang Dynasty.

Wearing a suit, he walked slowly into the court amidst the sound of drums. Just pacifying Youzhou, the aftermath work is indispensable. And also open an Enke based on this excuse, take a taxi to fill the Xinfuzhou County. Because there were a lot of people in this meeting, there were also a few more generals.

The ministers lined up in groups and began their daily meetings. If you have something to report, you should put on a solemn face if you have nothing to do, to show that your work attitude is correct. After the big victory, there will be no less content to eulogize, but Liang Feng doesn't care much about it. He can come to the meeting after dinner, but not the officials below. Talk less nonsense, and don't delay everyone's work meal.

With this attitude, the DPRK meeting proceeded fairly smoothly. Seeing that the arrangements for all matters were almost the same, Liang Feng was about to announce the adjournment of the meeting, but Wang Pa suddenly went out of work. There are not many things in Yushitai now. Basically, the gentry and clansmen pull their pigtails and fight each other. This old gentleman doesn't show up much on weekdays, as long as he goes out, there must be something important. Immediately cheered up, Liang Feng made the plan to hear bad news. Unexpectedly, when Wang Bao spoke, he felt bad.

"The emperor regards his family as his country, and his family affairs are restless. How can the country be safe? The Book of Rites has something to say..." Wang Pai's knowledge is nothing to say. A memorial is written with quotations from the classics, and his literary talent is flying. There is only one core idea, get married now! Not only the queen is enrolled, but it is better to have all the Sannomiya and the Sixth Court ready, so that the courtiers can feel at ease!

It has been a while since the last time the officials urged the marriage. Originally there was an excuse, what the world said was undecided. Now Youzhou is leveled, and there is another major problem. This matter should always be on the agenda, right?

On the court, the expressions of the officials suddenly became rich. Xi Jian nodded slightly, with approval in his eyes. Duan Qin frowned slightly and seemed a little worried. Only the Chinese book made Zhang Bin sit still, watching his nose, his nose, and his heart, making him look like an old monk in his mind.

After Wang Bao finished reading the memorial, the rest of Yushitai couldn't sit still, and they went out to second. At that moment, there were voices everywhere.

Yi Yan clenched his hands and grasped the wat board. How could he not know the thoughts of the ministers? The emperor's harem is empty and the heirs are thin, which is not a trivial matter. If he changes other people, maybe he will follow suit. However, the lord is not someone else!

He was reluctant, really reluctant. But to use this desire to mislead state affairs and ruin the lord's foundation, but he never wanted to see it. Occupy the emperor alone, and bring troubles to the palace, enough to die hundreds of times. He has gotten it for a year, should he really take a step back...

be terribly upset. Yi Yan didn't look up, but just stared at the middle wat board, seeming to want to squeeze everything out of his mind. At this time, a voice rang above the Imperial Order.

"I am deeply impressed by Aiqing's wholeheartedness for the country. However, this matter needs to be considered in the long term..."

"Your Majesty!" How willing to let the emperor pass by, Wang Bao couldn't help but take a step forward, wanting to admonish him again.

The person in the seat waved his hand and stopped his words. He took a deep breath, as if struggling for a while, and finally spit out: "Widows have illnesses, and they are not good for offspring. We will discuss this matter again."

As soon as he said this, the whole court was silent. Wang Ba gaped and froze in place. What did he hear? The emperor is ill? !

This is the secret of Gongye! Even if Wang Bao is almost in his seventies, he knows that this kind of question about men's "does it work" must not be talked about indiscriminately. He actually forced the emperor to say such a thing? This is simply using the wat board to draw the face of the saint!

Others think more. Unfavorable offspring? Isn't this killing people! Who marries a girl into the palace, not to give birth to an heir? If it can be divided into favors, it will be of great benefit to the family. But an inhumane emperor is another matter. Not to mention that you can't give birth to a child and spend your years. If you get angry because of this, it will be more than worth the loss! All are from a family, whose girls are not expensive? It's not worth it to use it for fun!

It seems that there is no hope of forcing the emperor, or can you make a fuss on the prince? The prince is already fifteen years old, and he always gets married...

Regardless of the thoughts of the officials below, the emperor seemed to be a little embarrassed, and with a wave of his robe sleeves, he announced his retreat. The yushi who went out in the Yushitai were full of dishes, gritted their teeth, and hated their immediate boss to death. Others had different thoughts, and rushed back to spread this shocking secret secretly. How could they have the time to deal with the old man who was still frozen in the hall.

Only Zhang Bin stroked the robes, got up and walked to Wang Bao's side, comforting a few words. I don't know if I am afraid of the other party's heart disease outbreak and fall to the ground. Duan Qin also let out a long sigh, stood up, his gaze swept across Xi Lie, the military commander on the opposite side. No matter, the emperor Shengming, this "small illness", forbearance and forbearance passed. Isn’t there a prince?

Everyone rushed to get off work, and the hall seemed a little noisy. There is only one place, which is very quiet. The slab in his hand had fallen to the ground, and Yi Yan stared at it for a long while, then suddenly raised his hand and covered his eyes with his big sleeves. The sturdy figure that was as loose as a gun also trembled slightly.