Emperor concubine and phoenix

Chapter 483
As the year approached, not only the Donglan royal family was busy, but Dongling on the other side of the sea also ushered in the busiest time.

As the new emperor ascended the Great Treasure for the first time, he was already busy with everything, and it became even more busy as the new year approached.

In addition to the many government affairs at the end of the year, the new emperor's draft is also arranged in autumn and winter.

After many screenings, after the final decision was made by the emperor, four women with good family background, appearance and knowledge were selected.

This is the first batch of beautiful women who entered the palace after the new emperor ascended the throne. The officials were particularly concerned. The shadow brought by the sudden death of the crown princess has been forgotten. Very sought after.

The officials of various families wished that their daughters could instantly turn into a fairy who would overwhelm the city and the country, so that the emperor could fall in love with her at a glance.

The portraits are presented on the dragon table like snowflakes.

The girl from Uncle Lin Shang’s family is like a fish and wild goose, the girl from Mr. Du’s family is ashamed of flowers, the daughter from Mr. Hai’s family is beautiful and beautiful, and the daughter from Mr. Wang’s family is elegant and dignified...

The women presented to the emperor are all beautiful, with family background, talent, learning and beauty.

Recently, His Royal Highness King Jing, who often assisted the emperor's brother in handling the government affairs, also took over these portraits at the same time, but every time he saw the women in the portraits were gentle and elegant, beautiful and noble, charming, or delicate and smart, all kinds of styles were different. Yes, the curved corners of King Jing's mouth seemed to be deliberately suppressing certain emotions.

"I don't know if I don't draft the draft. It turns out that there are so many beauties with outstanding talents and looks in the family of officials in the imperial capital." How much is it set at?"

Jun Lingxiao, who was buried in a mountain of memorials, just raised his head and glanced at him, and said indifferently, "What do you think?"

he thinks?
Jun Lingfan stared at the portraits silently, thinking to himself, he thought it would be just right to burn all these portraits to ashes.

"Four." The opening is not only against the will, but also for the sake of the overall situation, so it can't be said whether it is true or false, anyway, it will be chosen after all, "Since the position of the fourth concubine is full of people, those who should shut up will shut up for the time being. "

After all, there is a crown princess who died suddenly, even if the position of empress is vacant, the ministers will not chase after the emperor to become the empress.

"Four?" Jun Lingxiao didn't seem to feel anything about it, his tone was casual and casual, his eyes fell on the opened memorial, "How long do you plan to let them live?"

In fact, when Jun Lingxiao asked this sentence, it was equivalent to saying that he already knew the reason why Ling Fan killed three concubines in a row.

It's just that I didn't say anything, and I didn't want to continue to ask questions.

Jun Lingfan was startled, and then hesitantly said: "Brother Huang, are you testing me, or warning me?"

Jun Lingxiao said: "Ask casually."

Just ask?

Jun Lingfan remained silent, and asking casually also represented a warning.

"I won't touch them." He said, "After all, I have promised to the emperor, and I don't want to experience the taste of the cane again."

Jun Lingxiao seemed a little surprised when he heard the words, and finally he was willing to raise his head to look at him: "It's really unbelievable for you to say this from your mouth."

His voice was flat, and he couldn't hear any emotional fluctuations.

But Jun Lingfan is already very satisfied.

Getting along these days, he can already feel that the emperor's brother really didn't hold any grudges against him, and there was no estrangement in his heart. It was still the old way of doing things. Forgiveness can also forgive.

Unforgivable, and will not do superficial kung fu.

Jun Lingfan felt like he was living after a catastrophe. He cherished the current mode of getting along very much, and he didn't dare to take the risk of touching the emperor's brother Nilin again.

"Your brother's words are so untrustworthy?" Jun Lingfan put all the portraits back on the case, and smiled slightly, "Even if the emperor doesn't believe my words, he should believe in the power of the rattan stick... No, you should believe the emperor's brother The strength of your attack is really too much for my younger brother's flesh and blood."

Jun Lingxiao was silent for a moment, probably hearing the sincerity in his tone, and said lightly: "It's good to know that you are afraid."

Jun Lingfan sighed secretly.

I am really afraid, but I am not afraid of the rattan stick, but I am afraid that my brother will be divorced.

But such words are too hypocritical to say.

"Jiangshan Sheji is not child's play." Jun Lingxiao picked up the wolf hair again, opened a memorial for review, and said casually, "The inheritance of the Sheji needs heirs, and the dignity and rules of the royal family cannot allow anyone to be negligent and offended, even if it is me, Same."

Jun Lingfan was silent.

Now that he has taken over the responsibilities of the country, the country and the common people in the world, and has taken over the power over ten thousand people, he must naturally bear the corresponding responsibilities.

Any kind of thing that would damage the dignity of the royal family, cause civil strife in the royal family, or even cause chaos in the world is not allowed, including the emperor, including all the descendants and relatives of the royal family.

No one is qualified to be willful on the throne.

This is what the emperor brother wants to tell him, and he must firmly remember it, an iron-like rule.

If he dares to commit another crime, he may not get a second chance to be forgiven.

Jun Lingfan's eyes fell on those portraits again, and asked lightly: "Does the emperor like beauties?"

beautiful?

Jun Lingxiao paused for a moment, then said indifferently: "I haven't had a chance to like it yet."

Jun Lingfan choked.

The three fiancées died in his hands one after another before they could get in touch with them. Jun Lingxiao really didn't have a chance to feel whether he liked beauties.

This feeling is actually quite strange.

The revenge of killing his wife can really be exposed so calmly...

"Brother Huang." Jun Lingfan remembered a sentence, and his expression suddenly became subtle, "The ancients often said that brothers are like siblings, and women are like clothes. How does the emperor understand this sentence?"

Jun Lingxiao frowned, "Are you free today?"

Jun Lingfan shook his head.

"Siblings or clothes are all due to people." Jun Lingxiao said, "Some people regard women as clothes, but women are really clothes? Some people regard money as dung, and money is dung?"

Jun Lingfan didn't speak.

"Similarly, even brothers have relatives and estrangements. There are not a few brothers who have turned against each other. It depends on how you choose in your heart. There is nothing to argue about."

Jun Lingfan sneered lightly.

Yes, siblings or clothes, it's just a matter of personal cognition.

In this world, some people regard their wives as treasures and protect them with their lives, while some people treat their wives as if they are shoes, and wantonly beat and scold them like livestock.

Some people stabbed their brothers in both ribs and treated them sincerely, while some broke their promises and stabbed their brothers twice.

It is indeed a bit boring to ask Brother Huang this question.

The royal brother of his family regards brothers as brothers, but does not treat women as clothes. It has nothing to do with whether he likes it or not, but an attitude of respect.

As for the three women who lost their lives for not being the crown princess, although it was true that they were wronged, it was not the difference in clothes.

To be honest, it's just the difference between intimacy and distance.

(End of this chapter)