After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Chapter 568: No need to have a heir
A month later, everyone in the Wang family stood in front of a large mansion.

Wang Furong jumped up the steps excitedly: "This is the mansion where the prime minister used to live? Look at this pillar and this screen, it's a lot of money!"

Wang Wufei followed her and smiled lightly: "It can be sold for a lot of money, but you can't dismantle it."

Wang Furong's eyes lit up: "Is it okay?"

"Nonsense!"

Pei Xisheng's voice rose a few degrees, but there was also a smile in the corner of his eyes.

"Now that your father has been granted the position of Minister of Household Affairs, outsiders look at the scenery, but there are secrets on the inside.

This place is no better than Qingshan City, you can’t act recklessly, you must always remember..."

"I know, be careful with your words and actions!" Wang Furong spoke out before Pei Xisheng.

"I've been telling you this all the way, why didn't you tell my second uncle and the others?"

Wang Furong was dissatisfied and put the candy man in her hand into Wen Liang's hand: "If you don't want to eat it, I'll leave it to you!"

Wen Liang was afraid that she would fall, so he hurriedly followed her.

There was impatience in her words, but Wang Furong's steps were still calmer.

My cousin had entrusted Princess Shangyang’s shops to her to take care of. Now she, Wang Furong, Miss Wang, is not just a mere shopkeeper of Jinlou, but the owner of many shops in the capital!

Thinking of the days when she would count money in the future, Wang Furong laughed so hard that she couldn't even see her eyes.

Pei Xisheng and Wang Lanshu walked behind and arrived at the wing.

Wang Lanshu said without hesitation: "I live in the west wing."

Lin Zhiyu has lived in the West Wing for sixteen years, and there are still many things that have not been cleared out. There are traces of life everywhere.

Even though it's covered in dust, you can still vaguely see what it looked like back then.

Wang Xisi: "Back then, your eldest sister also lived in the West Wing for a while."

The mistress of the house and the master live separately, and he spoils his concubine and destroys his wife. It's a real deal!

There was pain in Wang Lanshu's eyes.

Along the way to the capital, she heard a lot of rumors.

"Look at the sister of the Minister of Household Affairs, she still looks a bit like the wife of the Prime Minister before!"

"Shh! Keep your voice down. This Minister of Household Affairs is just a title. It depends on the emperor's wishes. If you stay in this position for a few years, you might be able to become a Taibao!"

"It's a pity that Princess Jin still hasn't woken up.

Didn't Taifu Jiang make several tricks in a row to establish a queen? "

These words swirled in Wang Lanshu's mind for a long time.

No wonder she was so persistent in wanting to help herself;

No wonder she could say those words when she was at the Li family.

Wang Lanshu didn't have much impression of this eldest sister who got married early.

But every plant and tree in the house remembers a woman's grievances.

After tidying up all night, Wang Xisi went to bed early.

The next day, I shook off my brand new official robe and got on the carriage in high spirits.

At the entrance of the palace, people were already coming and going.

A month later, the new emperor came to court, which was a big event.

The old people in the officialdom were worried. Going to court meant that the new emperor would start to liquidate the previous affairs.

Newcomers in the officialdom are eager to try their luck, so they are ready to find a trick in front of the new emperor, and maybe they will be able to rise to prominence from now on.

There are also some wallflowers who ponder a lot of complimentary words in their hearts, just hoping that they can wear the hats on their heads for a long time.

The three fires that the new emperor took office are finally starting to burn!
While the courtiers were busy with their own thoughts, Zhou Zijin, dressed in black with a nine-clawed golden dragon embroidered on his shoulders, strode over. When he was the prince, he had more majesty and calm demeanor.

This is the new king of Great Qin!
Thinking of the previous funeral of Princess Shangyang, everyone had different expressions.

Chu Nianshan not only returned to his original position, but also improved to a higher level. Today, he is already the leader of hundreds of officials.

When people see him, they must respectfully say "Master Chu".

At a young age, just because I stood in the right team, I truly embarked on the road of Qingyun.

He stood in front, neither humble nor arrogant, and he sang with Zhou Zijin. In just half an hour, five or six people were impeached and had their black gauze hats removed.

Zhou Zijin looked around at the people below: "Is there anything else?"

This is what it means to come to an end.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when everyone was stroking their hungry bellies, thinking they could go home, change into regular clothes, and have a comfortable breakfast, Taifu Jiang stood up with a wat board in hand.

"The heirs of the late emperor have withered away. Now that the country is in a good state, I still ask the emperor to enrich the harem and spread the branches and leaves of the Qin Dynasty as soon as possible."

Except for Taifu Jiang and his henchmen, almost everyone lowered their heads.

Needless to say, the new emperor's face must be as dark as sinking water now.

Zhou Zijin, with a dark complexion, leaned forward slightly and said deliberately: "Then what should I do according to Taifu Jiang's wishes?"

Taifu Jiang just said: "Hold a talent show to select suitable people from the noble ladies of the aristocratic families."

Immediately afterwards, his party members said: "The country cannot be without a monarch for a day, and the palace cannot be empty day by day..."

"You said that the middle palace is vacant, where can you put my queen?"

Zhou Zijin frowned and interrupted the man directly.

The man continued: "Miss Lin has merit, but Lin Pengsheng has retired and is now unconscious. I'm afraid she won't be able to take on such a big responsibility."

Is this person crazy?
Who doesn't know that Lin Zhiyu is the emperor's reverse scale?

If you are still talking about the establishment of the Empress in public, isn't it just a knife in the emperor's heart?
The courtiers all watched with their eyes, nose and heart.

Zhou Zijin frowned: "Xu Aiqing, what do you think?"

Xu Zhenzhi, the censor of Zuodu, buried his head even lower.

Why did it happen that I asked myself this question?

Two days ago, he heard that Taifu Jiang had also made some efforts in the front, and in order to keep his official position, he even went over to sell a trick.

It is because of this coincidence that he has survived steadily in the whirlpool of power, neither rising nor falling.

The previous Minister of Household Affairs, Li An, did not have the ability to adapt to the changing circumstances, so he went home to farm early.

Now that Jiang Xingzhi is openly opposing the new emperor, he is really in a dilemma!
"Xu Aiqing, I have a question for you."

Zhou Zijin repeated it again.

Xu Zhenzhi thought it was time to faint.

So he endured the cold sweat on his forehead and took a step forward: "Wei Chen..."

If he rolls his eyes, he will fall down.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Ruo next to him said with quick hands and eyes: "Sir Xu, who worked so hard for the emperor to patrol the streets for incense, is about to faint!"

Xu Zhenzhi's eyes were tightly closed, and he used his hand to pull Zhu Ruo's hand behind his back.

We are all colleagues, give me a way to survive!
Zhu Ruo smiled coldly and used a little strength to straighten him up.

We are all colleagues. If you faint, the emperor should call my name!

Xu Zhenzhi had to open his eyes: "Your Majesty, forgive me, but I am really unwell..."

Zhou Zijin saw all his little tricks: "I'm not feeling well. How many days should Xu Aiqing go home and rest?"