Li Qian found that he was about to become a stumbling block on the road to a fight between Wu Meiniang and Lu Fei.

The two of them were writing votes and discussing government affairs in a serious manner, but now they are blushing because of their own tampering.

A plain hand held a celadon tube writing brush, ink droplets flowed from the tip of the pen and almost fell onto the small ticket below.

The other one was flipping an ordinary memorial back and forth, his eyes wandering, obviously his mind was no longer on the memorial.

Li Qian smiled proudly. Not only did he not feel ashamed, but he became even more serious. He took the soft waists of the two women into his arms. They were all distracted anyway, so why not separate them completely...

But before he started to do bad things, the old eunuch walked in from outside the hall with thumping steps. When he saw the situation inside, he turned around and walked back with thumping steps.

"stop!"

Li Qian looked helpless: "What's the matter?"

Lu Pheasant and Wu Meiniang, whose faces were as red as ripe shrimps, stood up and walked quickly to the back.

"His Majesty……"

The old eunuch took a tentative look at Li Qian's face and saw that he was not angry, so he cautiously said: "Wang Mang, the Minister of Rites, would like to see you."

"Wang Zongbo..."

Li Qian pondered for a moment and guessed Wang Mang's intention.

It must be for the purpose of worshiping the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is getting closer and closer, and I keep putting it off. I guess the etiquette department is almost burning up with worry, right?

But this is what Li Qian wants. If the Ministry of Rites is not in a hurry, then his idea may not be useful.

"Invite him in."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The old eunuch responded and soon brought Wang Mang in.

"Your Majesty, Wang Mang, has met with you."

As soon as Wang Mang came up, he asked anxiously: "Your Majesty, have you chosen the queen?"

"No."

Li Qian shook his head and reassured him: "I have already made plans regarding the moon sacrifice. There is no need to decide on the queen."

"No need?" Wang Mang was surprised: "But Your Majesty, the Queen is the mother of the world, and the Queen has been the one to offer sacrifices to the moon in past generations. Now that Your Majesty does not allow the Queen to offer sacrifices to the moon, isn't it illegal?"

Li Qian shook his head and chuckled: "Who said not to let the queen worship the moon?"

"Of course I want the queen to come."

Wang Mang was stunned for a moment, with big question marks in his small eyes.

Is there a problem with me or with you?

"Although I don't want to appoint a queen yet, I already have an idea in my mind to choose one of these fifty concubines to be the queen."

Li Qian sat on the chair and said with a smile: "As long as we let them go to worship the moon together during the Mid-Autumn Festival, wouldn't that be fine?"

"The future queen will be chosen among them, which means that the queen has already worshiped the moon."

??

Damn, you are such a little genius!

The people of Wang Mang are all stupid. There have been many emperors in the past 800 years, but none of them can be as good as you!

"Your Majesty, this is against etiquette!"

Wang Mang said with a bitter face: "Moon worship has always been done by the queen. Now that so many concubines are worshiping the moon together, it will break the rules."

"What's so bad about this?"

Li Qian waved his hand: "Ordinarily, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the whole family, young and old, will go to battle together. In previous years, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the palace ladies themselves would also worship the moon privately, right?"

"But……"

Wang Mang's face was so red that he couldn't hold it back. This was the truth, but in practice it was not the case!

"Your Majesty, how can the ceremony in Tianjia be compared with that in ordinary people's homes?"

Li Qian was speechless, this Wang Mang was too stubborn.

The reason why he delayed the matter until today was because he wanted to coerce him into submission, but he didn't expect that this guy was still so insistent.

"The Queen worships the moon, why can't she take the other concubines with her?"

Li Qian enlightened and followed the instructions: "Why don't Wang Zongbo think like this? To celebrate the moon this year, in order to show my respect for the moon god, I specially asked the queen to go with other concubines. With so many people going together, isn't it better than just going alone?" Do you want to show more respect?"

But Wang Mang always grasped the key point: "Your Majesty, who is the queen?"

Li Qian was a little confused: "The queen is naturally among the fifty concubines, but I don't know who the queen is yet, and no one knows!"

"It is naturally up to Your Majesty to decide who the queen will be."

But Wang Mang insisted: "Your Majesty only has concubines, but no queen. If there is discord in the system, not only is it a sacrifice to the moon, but leaving the harem vacant will really make people in the world feel uneasy!"

"Just like if people only take concubines but don't marry wives, they will cause rumors."

"My situation is naturally different from that of the common people."

Li Qian argued: "The concubines married by the common people will remain concubines for life, but some of my concubines will become queens."

He had figured out what the dispute between him and Wang Mang was.

Li Qian felt that since some of the fifty concubines would become queens in the future, it would be reasonable to let her sacrifice the moon.

Li Qian's focus is on the "person" of the queen.

But Wang Mang wanted the queen to worship the moon, and what he wanted was the title "Queen".

This is probably what most ministers in the DPRK think too.

Some of them may not care who becomes the queen, but what they care about is whether there is a queen and whether the queen can go to worship the moon.

This is the fundamental conflict between the two parties, and it is unlikely that they can reach an agreement.

Sure enough, Wang Mang would not give in. He cupped his hand and was about to say more.

But he was stopped by Li Qian.

He waved his hand wordlessly: "Okay, Uncle Wang Zong, why don't we discuss this matter another day."

"Today's memorial has not been approved yet. I cannot delay state affairs because of this."

Wang Mang is about to spit out his old blood. Is it not a matter of state to establish a queen?

His Majesty the Emperor didn't want to get entangled, so he went so far as to cheat and use such a high-sounding reason.

But the matter of worshiping the moon cannot be postponed and must be settled.

Especially if Your Majesty wants to hold an unprecedented moon festival, you must prepare in advance.

"Let's do it according to His Majesty's idea." Wang Mang reluctantly agreed.

This reflects the benefit of the previous conversation between Li Qian and him.

If it hadn't been for that matter, Wang Mang might have continued to fight with him, and it wouldn't be over until it was resolved. But now he just compromised.

"good."

Li Gan looked at Wang Mang with a smile: "I asked the concubines to prepare for the Mid-Autumn Festival ceremony, and then leave it to Wang Zongbo."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Wang Mang bowed his hands and resigned.

Li Qian looked at his back, smiled, and continued to review the memorial.

The matter of establishing a queen will be discussed later.

If a queen is established so early, it will easily disappoint some people outside the palace and establish determination for others...

Besides, Li Qian himself hasn’t decided yet on who to appoint as the queen.

~~

The closer the Mid-Autumn Festival is, the more active the atmosphere in the capital becomes, and people are looking forward to this day.

The reason is very simple. The night of the Mid-Autumn Festival is the only day other than the Lantern Festival that does not require a curfew.

Even on New Year's Eve, the court didn't have such a big deal to ask the court to relax the curfew, but this is enough for the Mid-Autumn Festival and the Lantern Festival.

Officials have two days off, and people start preparing for this grand festival early.

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, there will be a "night market" that only appears twice a year in the capital.

Those vendors selling goods at the night market can sell as much as a normal day in just half an hour. This shows how exaggerated the prosperity of the night market is.

Of course, the people are happy, and the palace is also happy.

This is all because of a piece of news brought by Li Qian.

"Guanyin maid, when the time comes for you to worship the moon in the imperial city, just go directly to the gate tower of Zhuque Gate."

In Feishui Pavilion of Zhongcui Hall, Li Qian looked at the eldest grandson Wugu in front of him with a smile: "I will prepare moon cakes, snacks and other things for you there. You can eat them while looking at the people on Zhuquemen Street outside. lights."

Changsun Wugou's face was full of joy: "Your Majesty, what about you? Are you there too?"
To be continued...