Xiangmen Concubine: The Emperor's Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 243 Draft
Ruan Mianmian's dinner party calmed down with the Queen Mother's departure. Unexpectedly, it became more and more lively later.

I don't know which minister suddenly said: "It has been four months since the emperor ascended the throne, but the harem is still vacant. This is very detrimental to the extension of the royal blood."

As soon as the minister finished speaking, someone kept talking: "Yes, Your Majesty, now the country is peaceful and the people are safe, and the Emperor is still young. Enriching the harem is a big deal."

"That's right. Since ancient times, the emperor's harem's Fendai has three thousand, all for the continuation of the royal bloodline, in order to be able to select the most outstanding heir."

"Yes, Your Majesty..."

"..."

The ministers seemed to have made an appointment, one of them spoke, and everyone spoke.

Ruan Mianmian looked down at her fingertips, her heart was at peace.This is the first time she has encountered such a situation.

But as long as she is now a queen, such a thing will happen to her sooner or later.

Feng Jiuyou looked lazily at the ministers below who were already discussing how and when to draft, with a hint of coldness in his brows and eyes.

Gently hugging Ruan Mianmian, Feng Jiuyou lazily said: "Why don't I know, all the ministers, are you living such a leisurely life?"

The ministers were startled, and they all looked at the emperor on the throne.

After Prime Minister Ruan Hua's death, Feng Jiuyou directly promoted Zixu who was beside him as Prime Minister.Although Zixu is young, his abilities are outstanding among all the ministers.

He was personally trained by the emperor since he was a child, and he has been in the court for many years, so the rest of the ministers naturally had no objections.Hearing the words of those ministers asking the emperor to draft, he couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

If the emperor is willing to draft, they don't need to mention it, even if there is no draft, the emperor will directly select a woman to enter the palace.

Those memorials have been pressed on the desk in the imperial study room, and they avoid talking about it with the emperor every morning, or directly give them a cold look, why don't they understand what the emperor means?
Noticing that the emperor's eyes were getting colder and colder, the ministers who were discussing also calmed down a little bit.But after a while, the entire Weiyang Palace fell silent.

Feng Jiuyou looked at the crowd coldly, her red lips curled up slightly, and her eyes looked disdainfully: "A draft? Enrich the harem?"

No one dared to speak, the air in Weiyang Palace suddenly dropped several degrees, the emperor's sharp eyes fell on them like knives, how dare they speak?
Gu Qingyun wanted to speak at first, but the eldest daughter was helpless, and now there is still a younger daughter who has not yet left the cabinet.If they enter the palace, the harem will be the Gu family's world again in the future.

And his plan will be just around the corner.

But now it seems that it is not a good time to bring up this matter today.

The emperor and the empress are in deep love right now, how could they suddenly start drafting?

And the minister over there naturally knew what he was thinking, took a breath, and bravely stood up: "Your Majesty, that is indeed the case."

"The continuation of the royal bloodline is urgent. It has been four months since the queen canonization, but there is still no good news."

"If the queen is unwell, then another woman should serve the emperor, and give birth to a prince this morning to continue the royal bloodline."

After finishing speaking, fine beads of sweat appeared on the minister's forehead.As for his back, he was already sweating coldly.

From the moment he stood up, the emperor's eyes kept falling on him.

But if you don't say it now, it will be even more difficult to find opportunities in the future.What's more, General Gu definitely hoped that someone would stand up.

Feng Jiuyou smiled faintly, and said lazily: "It's really good to enrich the harem and extend the royal blood. But, my family affairs, do you want to make peace with Qing?"

Suddenly, his voice turned cold: "Chen Maoming, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, will be directly transferred to the northwest border as a border envoy from today onwards. Without my permission, he is not allowed to set foot in Jingling City."

"Your Majesty!" Hearing what the Emperor said, Chen Maoming wailed and fainted.

A guard came in and carried him out, who had fainted.

Seeing Chen Maoming's end, the ministers present did not dare to mention the matter of the draft.And those ministers who had written to propose the emperor's draft also began to feel uneasy.

After disposing of Chen Maoming today, the emperor will see those memorials tomorrow, will he also throw them directly into the wilderness where the birds don't shit, and fend for themselves?

Looking sharply across the crowd, Feng Jiuyou asked coldly: "Who else, like Chen Maoming, wants to be drafted by me, can also stand up."

The silence in the hall was chilling, and no one dared to speak easily.And those girls who were looking forward to entering the palace to serve the emperor were heartbroken.

The emperor is not willing to draft, so how can they enter the palace to serve the emperor?
Concubine He Taifei and Concubine Shu, who had not spoken all this time, swallowed back the words when they reached their lips.Thinking that the people they sent to Jiuyou Palace didn't even see the queen this afternoon, and then came back with a bruised nose and a swollen face, they were extremely depressed.

But in the current situation, no one dared to look at the emperor's gun.

Even the minister of the Ministry of Rites can be thrown to the northwest border to fend for himself without hesitation, let alone these women in the harem?
Although they are concubines, the emperor doesn't even give the empress dowager face. If they open their mouths, wouldn't they put their faces on the ground and be trampled on?
However, there will always be opportunities.

(End of this chapter)