The Crown Prince is Actually a Princess!

Qingyuan Hall.

As a result of the assassination, Emperor Yan's dragon body was bad again, and it took two days for him to calm down before his complexion improved.

As soon as Murong Ci stepped into the main hall, he heard the laughter of the emperor and Xiao Guifei's tender anger from the sleeping hall, so he stopped in front of the sleeping hall.

"Your Majesty rests in peace. The assassin has already broken the law. The concubine ordered General Liu to clean up all the palace personnel and guards. All suspicious people will be dealt with. Nothing like this will happen again."

Concubine Xiao’s eyes were good at gazing, and her slender hands touched his chest, making him look happy and laughing loudly, “I am very relieved that there is a concubine in charge of the harem and Liu An in charge of the court.”

Her beautiful eyes waved, her eyes gleaming, "Speaking of which, this time Zhaohua and Yuwang have done the most. If Zhaohua happened to be here, her maidservant Yuanxiu would not be able to stop the assassin's assassination in time. The king arrived in time and waited outside the temple, but he couldn't capture the assassins. Your Majesty should reward them to show that your rewards and punishments are clear."

"Of course I want to reward, but I haven't thought of what I should reward Zhaohua and Yuwang." Murong Cheng frowned slightly.

"In my opinion, the imperial concubine is in charge of government affairs, and he is the regent of his majesty. It is his duty to protect his majesty. His majesty rewards him with bird's nest, ginseng and other tonics to replenish his body. Zhaohua, this child desperately escorts him. It is very precious, and you have to reward it.” Xiao Guifei smiled, and the face of the egg was shining brightly than snow. “The concubine remembered it, isn't your majesty choosing a martial and civil servant for Zhaohua? Some concubines do. A shallow idea."

"Oh? Let's talk about it?"

"The folks have contests to recruit relatives, throwing hydrangea **** to recruit relatives, and there have been royal princes and concubines in various countries. Why don't you hold a grand contest for Zhaohua?" She smiled and became more excited. "Since she wants to choose and choose For those with both civil and martial arts and valuable character, then there will be two competitions, the literary test and the martial arts test."

Murong Cheng was very interested, and his eyes brightened, "It's a good idea. The children and grandchildren of Beijing officials of rank 4 and above, regardless of the concubine, can sign up to participate in the competition, and finally choose the three best future horses to let Zhen and Zhaohua personally. Pick."

Xiao Guifei smiled and said: "Yes. Only one literary test is enough. When the martial arts test arrives, you can see how many people sign up to participate and then decide whether to divide the first and final stages."

He laughed from ear to ear, "I have always had a headache to choose which son to choose, Zhaohua will be satisfied. Aifei's idea has solved my troubles, and I deserve a reward."

She squinted at him softly, "It is the duty of a concubine to share worries and problems for your majesty, and the concubine only hopes that your majesty will get better soon."

The natural flattery made Murong Chengxinsheng sway. He reached out and touched her chin, then slid down, rubbed her fragrant shoulders, causing her to turn her head shyly and whisper charmingly. However, at the moment he can't bear this delicate, feminine beauty, he can only see and can only touch but can't enjoy it.

Murongci coughed slightly, bowed his hands, and said in a loud voice: "The son-in-law pays homage to the emperor."

Murong Cheng put down his hands in a sorrowful manner, looked outside the sleeping hall, with a cold face.

"It turns out that the prince came to please peace." Xiao Guifei stood up, raising her eyebrows and sneered.

"Emperor father, are you better today?" Murongci walked into the bedroom and saw Feifei, the pink cheeks of the emperor, thinking it was caused by rising blood.

If she doesn't come in in time, if the father can't control her, I'm afraid the consequences will be disastrous.

Murong Cheng said lightly: "I am much better."

She wanted to speak and stopped, and finally mustered up the courage to persuade: "Father, the wonder doctor Xue said, you must rest for a while before you have the hope of healing. Father must not destroy the dragon body for a moment, remember Xue at all times. The genius doctor ordered it. If the child minister knows that someone is tempting the father to win the favor, causing the father's dragon body to be worn down again, the child minister will never give up."

The last sentence was loud and loud and loud.

She glanced at Concubine Xiao, her eyes cold.

The delicate and flowery face of Concubine Xiao’s painted red instantly turned red. Because of her insinuations and the rising anger of her blood, Concubine Xiao’s face turned green and white, and finally turned into pig liver color. She gritted her teeth and said, "What does your highness mean? "

"The prince is worrying too much. I will remember the advice of Doctor Xue, take care of yourself, and will not mess around." Murong Cheng said displeased, his expression cold.

"Your Majesty..." Concubine Xiao Gui was aggrieved and acted like a baby innocently.

"I know you don't." He gently soothed, then turned to Murongci, "Does the prince have important things?"

"Your Majesty, the prince is not too young, and it's time to learn how to deal with affairs. Zhaohua's choice of a horseman is better to be handed over to the prince to supervise." She suddenly laughed, her eyes shining like a blade, "Zhaohua is the prince's emperor. Sister, the concubine feels that the prince will definitely do his best for the marriage of his sister."

"Alright." Murong Cheng answered without hesitation, "Does the prince have any objections?"

"Erchen must do his best to do this well, and choose the best and best man in our country for the emperor sister."

How could Murongci know that Concubine Xiao had this proposal, didn't he just want to use it to fix Zhaohua's life? Yuwang wouldn't sign up to participate, so no matter how he chooses, he can't be picked.

Furthermore, Xiao Guifei suggested that she should supervise her, because she wanted her to get busy and had no spare time to investigate Zhao's death.

It's a good strategy to kill two birds with one stone.

Murong resigned: "The father and the emperor are resting well, and the children retired. By the way, the imperial concubine, the imperial sister chooses the concubine, the palace has some ideas to negotiate with the imperial concubine, can the imperial concubine move?"

Murong Cheng smiled and said, "I'm tired, I have to rest for a while, you go outside and negotiate."

Concubine Xiao and Murong Ci retired and went to the outer corridor of the palace. Murong Ci walked east for a while, stopped, her bright eyes were as cool as water, "Did the concubine lose any precious things?"

Concubine Xiao's heart beat, her slender eyelashes quivered slightly, but her complexion remained unchanged and she sneered as usual, "No. Why did your Highness ask?"

"The concubine remembered clearly?" Murongci stared at her, a sharp aura forced out of his eyes.

"My palace naturally remembers it clearly." Xiao Guifei said with her neck raised, her face as cold as autumn water.

"A few days ago, our palace accidentally found a brocade box. There is a gold hairpin from pine, bamboo and plum." Murong Ci raised his hand slightly, and continued, "I remember the imperial concubine seems to have a gold hairpin with pine, bamboo and plum, so he came to ask. Concubine."

Qin Ruo walked over and presented the Luotian brocade box.

Murongci took the brocade box and opened it in front of the imperial concubine Xiao, "Look at the imperial concubine, is this pine, bamboo and plum golden hairpin the imperial concubine? Xu is the imperial concubine lost for a long time, forget it?"

Concubine Xiao glanced at the golden hairpin of pine, bamboo and plum, her beautiful eyes narrowed, and the chill appeared, and then disappeared immediately. She didn't care: "Looking at the memory of this palace, it is indeed forgotten. This golden hairpin was three months ago. I lost it. I don’t know which hooves stole it. I didn’t expect it to fall into the hands of His Royal Highness. Thank you, Your Highness, for finding it back in this palace."

She took back the brocade box, "This golden hairpin, my palace felt that it was not dignified enough, so I threw it aside. After it was stolen, I couldn't find it, so I don't remember it."

Murongci smiled lightly, with a thin silver needle hidden in his smile, the tip of the needle was as bright as a sword, "Noble concubine, if you want people to know it, you can't do anything. Maybe this time I just lost a golden hairpin, maybe the next time I lost it. It's fate. After all, I often walk by the river, so I don’t have any wet shoes, right?"

How could Concubine Xiao not understand the external sound of these words?

"Your Majesty is clever, you should know that too much meddling is not necessarily a good thing. Your Majesty, the pine, bamboo, plum and golden hairpin are lost if they are lost. If there is a trivial matter, why bother to make a fuss?" She smiled more and more softly, with a smiley gaze. Bright and stinging, "Your father is taking care of him, and he cannot be stimulated. If your majesty is really filial, he should take the overall situation and your majesty's dragon body as the most important thing, and do a good job of Zhaohua's recruitment of horses, which will make your majesty happy. "

"This palace will naturally handle Zhaohua's affairs, so that the father will not worry about it. However, I would advise you that the imperial concubine must not go at night, otherwise there will be harassment and haunting you, making you uneasy day and night." Murong's speech was very low, but his speech was sharp.

After that, she turned and left.

Concubine Xiao Gui stared icyly, this straw prince actually threatened her!

However, Prince Hang did not dare to spread the incident!

...

The Ministry of Etiquette is solely responsible for Princess Zhaohua's recruitment and selection of horses, and Murongci will supervise it.

After the Seven Kings Rebellion more than a decade ago, the royal heirs were thin, and only the prince was left. The princesses included Princess Zhaohua and the underage Princess Jinyang and Huiyang. Therefore, the matter was spread through the Ministry of Ritual, and the Manchu civil and military were boiling. Those who wanted to be promoted to the ranks, wanted to be prosperous, wanted to shine, and wanted to consolidate their status, all geared up, reciting poetry, poetry, poetry, and sword dance. With guns and swords, the threshold of the Ministry of Ritual was almost broken.

In just two days, the official book of the Ministry of Etiquette counted the young talented officials and the young masters who signed up for the recruitment, and there were 36 people in total.

Murong Ci couldn't help sneer when he learned that so many people had signed up to participate.

There is no prince in the dynasty to allow those noble families and powerful families to send out their daughters, so as to consolidate their position in the dynasty or strengthen their power. Then becoming the princess Zhaohua is one of the few opportunities in the past ten years. The family is rushing, actively preparing for the war. Princess Zhaohua’s recruitment of consorts immediately became the hottest topic in Jingxiangmo of Imperial City.

Princess Zhaohua of Jinghong Palace didn't know it, and she thought with joy how to hook up with the royal king and what excuses she would use to go to the study to find him.

When the palace lady rushed back to tell her about it, she was shocked beyond words.

After Yuanxiu's reminder, she froze for a while before rushing to the Yuxiu Palace of her concubine.

"Mother concubine, is it true?"

She grabbed Qiao Fei's spacious sleeves and asked nervously, her beautiful eyes shining like pearls.

Fei Qiao was stunned by her thoughtless words, but she quickly guessed what her daughter was asking. She comfortably pulled her daughter to sit down, but her daughter threw away her hand and shouted excitedly: "Mother concubine, speak up."

"Zhaohua, please calm down first." Qiao Fei said softly and comforted, "This is something your father has set down, and you can't do it if you don't want it..."

"Mother concubine, why didn't you tell the children earlier?" Murong Chang was angry and sad, and the concubine had deliberately kept it from her.