Daily life of the crown princess

Chapter 110 Past Life (1) Not Continued

————There are thousands of things in the world, but there are three things I love.Sun, Moon and Qing.The sun is the morning, the moon is the evening, and the Qing is the morning and evening.

In the 23rd year of Jianfeng, Jingxuan abdicated and was succeeded by his son Jingmo, who was renamed Tianyuan.

At the beginning of Jing Mo's ascension to the throne, all the ministers and courts remonstrated together, so that the general election could be held and the harem would be filled.

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The man in the bright yellow dragon robe tapped the jade seal with his fingers, his voice was cold, "Zhao Dezhong, what does the queen say?"

Zhao Dezhong knelt on the ground, pinching his throat and trembling, "The empress said that in choosing a concubine in the harem, both appearance and virtue are indispensable."

With a "snap", the man slammed the jade seal on the table.

Hearing such a voice, Zhao Dezhong's heart trembled again. If the jade seal is smashed, what should we do?

"Did the queen get angry when she said this?" The man continued to ask without giving up.

Zhao Dezhong: ...how should I answer this?Does he want to tell the truth, when the queen said this, not only was she not angry, but she also looked forward to the draft?

Moreover, it has been such a long time, why hasn't the emperor made up his mind?

"The empress... has always been generous and decent." The following words were self-evident, so Zhao Dezhong didn't continue.

Clenching his fingers tightly on the jade seal, the man suddenly chuckled.

Her face was like melting ice and snow, a hundred flowers were blooming, and her long and narrow eyes were slightly curved, revealing a joyful expression.

There is a word to say.

If the mountain does not come, I will go to the mountain.

"Zhao Dezhong, find some well-known book writers, storytellers, and drama troupes in Beijing."

Half a day later, Zhao Dezhong sent people to search the entire capital, and a large group of people entered the palace through a side gate at night.

At night, the south study room in a corner of the palace is brightly lit by candles, almost comparable to daytime.

A man is standing in front of a painting, while dozens of plainly dressed men and women are kneeling on the ground.

"Can you finish what I just said?"

One of the men raised his head boldly, "I'm afraid Caomin, it will take some time."

"Zhao Dezhong."

Zhao Dezhong, who was standing aside, clapped his hands quickly, and the two little eunuchs behind him stepped forward, carrying a very heavy box.

The box was opened, revealing the neatly stacked gold ingots inside.

The eyes of the man who was still talking about needing time immediately lit up.

Jing Mo asked again, "What about now?"

"Caomin can finish it tomorrow."

It is true that money can turn ghosts around.

At noon of the next day, Jing Mo held a notebook of words conceived by more than a dozen writers in his hand, read them carefully, and took out a Langhao pen from time to time to make notes on the side.

After a long while, he said with satisfaction, "This is very good. I will have someone transcribe a few copies later. Take it down and read it carefully today and memorize it all. I will hear this from everyone in the capital within three days." Well-known news."

After everyone said they had left, Jing Mo picked up the slightly thinner paper and looked at it carefully one by one.

"Zhao Dezhong, let some troupe masters from outside come in."

The man rubbed the jade ring finger between his fingers, stayed up all night, but looked more and more energetic.

The leading class leader is the most famous Lu family class in the capital, and the class leader's name is Lu Yongnian.

"You also read what they wrote just now, how about it? Can it be changed into an opera?"

Lu Yongnian said seriously, "Within seven days, the grassroots will be discharged."

After everyone had left, Jing Mo lifted his head meaningfully and looked at the picture of the emperor and empress in front of him.

Just like in the painting, two people are so nice, why use another one to divert Qingqing's attention.

　There are still drops in the back, I am too sleepy, I will take a nap first, and write another chapter when I wake up.

　　Tomorrow's chapter may not be posted in the early morning, but it will be finished at one o'clock before nine o'clock in the morning.what~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)