Seeing someone standing up, Zhao Chengji raised his eyebrows, casually placed his hand next to the dragon chair, and tapped the dragon chair absentmindedly with his fingers.
"What else can I do, my dear?"
The person who spoke was Prime Minister Li. He had always been unhappy about the fact that his granddaughter failed to catch the emperor's eye. Her granddaughter got married after she left the palace. This granddaughter is gone, but she still has a granddaughter.
Unlike his granddaughter, his granddaughter is fair-skinned and fair-skinned. She will definitely be favored if she enters the palace. Since ancient times, which man has not had three wives and four concubines, let alone the king of a country.
"Your Majesty, now that the harem is empty and the royal heirs are few, it is time to select some new people to join the palace as the royal heirs."
The Prime Minister took the lead, and soon someone else stepped forward.
"The draft that is held every three years is coming soon. Please give me your Majesty's permission so that the Ministry of Rites can start preparations."
"I second the proposal..."
Zhao Chengji: "..."
He really didn't miss any opportunity to cause trouble for him.
Zhao Chengji's face was expressionless, and his sharp eyes swept over everyone.
"My dear friends, you are really worried."
A deep voice echoed in the hall, sending chills down the spine of those who listened.
"My dear friends, I already understand what you mean, but let's forget about the draft. As for the issue of heirs, you don't have to worry about it. Now I already have the eldest princess and the eldest prince."
"Your Majesty, this is not allowed. The draft is held every three years to create heirs for the royal family. This is an ancestral system."
Looking away at the officials below, Zhao Chengji said calmly: "The royal family has always had few heirs. Even if a bunch of women are chosen to enter the palace, they may not be able to give birth to children. So dear friends, please don't worry. I am already very busy with government affairs.
I’m tired. If the harem gets a lot more women, I won’t be far away from death.”
He has Yu Lan, he has children, and it would be great to have a harmonious family. These people just don't like him.
Upon hearing the death, all the civil and military officials present knelt down.
"Your Majesty, forgive me."
"Your Majesty, forgive me."
"The Emperor is the true Dragon Emperor. Under the protection of God, he will surely live long..."
Ah……
Long live him. He heard them shout long live every day in his previous life, and he only lived in his early forties.
"Okay, this year's draft is cancelled. I have made up my mind to retire from the court."
"I obey your orders."
After the eunuch shouted loudly to withdraw from the court, all the civil and military officials knelt down and left.
"I respectfully send you off to your Majesty. Long live my Emperor."
It wasn't until the bright yellow figure disappeared around the corner of the dragon chair that everyone stood up and looked at each other with helpless expressions.
If the emperor doesn't draft a draft, they can't coerce him, and they don't dare.
They also saw that the emperor had no idea about big women other than the imperial concubine. They also didn’t know what kind of enchanting soup the imperial concubine had fed to their emperor.
Forget it, love is what it is, if you talk more and make more mistakes, you may even be resented by the emperor.
It is said that those who understand current affairs are heroes. Fortunately, the emperor has the eldest prince under his knees, so there is still hope. Looking at this situation, the eldest prince must be the future prince. They must do their best to cultivate him.
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After going to court, Zhao Chengji went directly back to his palace, changed out of his court clothes and went to the bathhouse in his pajamas.
On the other side, after Yu Lan put the child to sleep, she saw the eunuch next to Zhao Chengji coming to send a message, and the emperor asked her to come over.
Seeing the unspeakable look on the little eunuch's face, Yu Lan scratched his head a little.
Dad, what are you doing?
When Yu Lan arrived at the Zichen Hall in a sedan chair, she finally knew what her Majesty had asked her to do.
In the bath, the gauze is dancing and the mist is lingering.