Night Emperor Crazy Concubine

Chapter 523 The Unreasonable Uncle Emperor 1
In the calm and majestic palace, it was so quiet that only the slight sound of flipping through the memorial could be heard. A thin and thin figure was sitting in front of the imperial case, with lowered eyebrows and eyes, while the imperial pen in his hand was turning flexibly, one decision after another was fixed in the frame. On the memorial as high as a hill.

The man was wearing a light uniform, and he was very fast when processing the memorial, making steady decisions without much hesitation.

This is the place where the emperor handles the government affairs, and the place where the monarchs of the world spend most of their time—unless they are foolish and incompetent, who regard the country, the country and the people of the world as nothing, no one can make an exception.

For the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Ji Liangchen, since there is no concubine in the harem, he doesn't need to turn over cards every night, let alone worry about the intrigues in the harem. Therefore, the most important task and pastime he spends in the palace is reviewing memorials. Deal with government affairs.

In the eyes of many dignitaries and courtiers in the Great Zhou Dynasty, this weak emperor is a person with no weaknesses-he is not close to women, and many years have passed since the enthronement ceremony and the weak crown ceremony, but he has not yet conferred concubines, and The emperor has never had any relationship with the maids around him that went beyond etiquette.

An emperor who is not close to women, and has no other special preferences, obviously does not mean a good thing in the eyes of the courtiers, because it means that they have no way to please the emperor, let alone have any way to influence the emperor's emotions.

However, Ji Liangchen never paid attention to these problems, and never bothered to delve into the way of controlling ministers. He just quietly acted as a diligent emperor, silently making everyone unable to guess his thoughts, and successfully Playing the role of a weak emperor who can't lift his shoulders or lift his hands, but firmly restrains the great Zhou Dynasty.

The busy time has not been short, Ji Liangchen finished the last memorial of the day, and then slowly put down the imperial brush, exhaled lightly, put his hands on the left and right temples, rubbed them lightly twice, and then Subconsciously, he reached out to take the teacup beside him.

"It's already cold." The always thin and slender hand stretched out diagonally, stopping his movement gently but unquestionably.

Ji Liangchen withdrew his hand and looked up at the person in front of him.

With a handsome and outstanding appearance, black long black hair, slanted and straight eyebrows, and slender black eyes with sharp eyes, he was looking at him with a kind of carelessness at this time.

Thin and lightly pursed lips, sharp-edged silhouette, slender and tall figure, and a black noble prince's robe, set off him like an eagle in the dark night, cold and lonely but domineering, solitary and independent What exudes is the strength that disdains the world.

This person is Ji Moxiu, a first-class prince with less than [-] people in Da Zhou, and a great general with a heavy hand.

Ji Liangchen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said lightly, "Why is Little Uncle Huang coming here when you have time?"

"If you don't come over and stare, how do you know that you are abusing your body again?" Jimo Xiu glanced at him, took the teacup unhurriedly, and poured the cold tea in the cup on He fell to the ground, picked up the teapot in the other hand, poured a cup of tea himself, and handed it to the opposite side of the imperial case, "Didn't you eat lunch?"

"I haven't had time to eat yet." Ji Liangchen sighed softly, "Let Uncle Huang worry about it."

Ji Moxiu didn't speak, but his sharp eyes locked on his face, taking in the tiredness between his brows, and after a long time, he said calmly: "In my opinion, the people serving you should change again."

As he said, he picked up the other teacup on the imperial case, held the teapot and poured himself a cup of hot tea, picked it up and took a sip, then heard Ji Liangchen's gentle voice: "The emperor knows, this is not theirs. wrong."

Putting the teapot on the table, Ji Moxiu raised his eyes and did not refute his words, but said: "It is indeed not their fault, but who made their master not know how to take care of his body? As a slave, he should be the master Pay a little price for your willfulness.”

Ji Liangchen knew that his uncle usually didn't like talking very much, but what he said was basically an unquestionable iron rule, the more he refuted, the more thoroughly he would implement it.

Therefore, he chose to remain silent.

He was silent. Of course, Ji Moxiu would not continue to hold on to this question, and said in a casual tone: "This king still thinks that there should be a concubine selection banquet. No one around you is watching, so you will die young sooner or later."

"I don't want to choose a concubine." Ji Liangchen said.

"why?"

"How can there be so many reasons?" Ji Liangchen leaned on the chair, frowned slightly, but his tone was still calm, "The world is not stable yet, if Da Zhou ends up like Donghua, Qinglan, and Chitang in the future, Did I not harm those innocent women?"

"You are really a considerate king, but you are a little more worried." Ji Moxiu said with a hint of mockery in his tone, and then said coldly, "With me here, who can move Da Zhou?"

Ji Liangchen didn't speak, but couldn't help frowning again.

Although the movement was subtle, Ji Moxiu noticed it keenly. A helpless look flashed in his eyes. He put down the teacup in his hand, walked unhurriedly to the back of the imperial case, stood beside Ji Liangchen, and stretched out his hand. Resting on his temples, "Head hurts again?"

Kneading the acupoints on both sides with moderate force brought relief from the pain. Ji Liangchen couldn't help closing his eyes, leaning on the back of the chair, and said in a low voice: "Little Huang Uncle don’t talk about these topics that I don’t like in the future, and my headaches won’t be so frequent.”

Ji Moxiu didn't stop moving his hands, but he said coldly: "Which dynasty and generation of emperors would be as willful as you? The royal heirs don't care, and they don't even know how to cherish their own bodies. If this king doesn't understand you Temperament, I'm afraid you may think that you deliberately want to hand over Jiangshan to others."

"It's not enough to hand over the country to others." Ji Liangchen said, "Otherwise, I don't have to worry about it day and night. Wouldn't it be easier to just issue a Zen edict?"

"Co-author, do you think that Da Zhou will definitely perish in the end?" Ji Moxiu said, exerting more force on purpose, and Ji Liangchen moaned in a low voice in an instant, and he snorted coldly, "You are my king!" Is it dead? I really want to pry open your brain and see what's inside."

Ji Liangchen smiled and said, "I don't have many things in my mind, only the heavy government affairs and the safety of the people."

"Really?" A cold smile flashed across Ji Moxiu's lips, "I really don't believe this sentence. Isn't that Queen of Feng Cang the one you miss?"

As soon as this remark came out, Ji Liangchen was silent for a moment, and it took a long time before he spoke again, "Is the little emperor deliberately trying to make me feel uncomfortable? She is already Feng Cang's queen, why should I bother thinking about something that is destined not to be obtained?" people?"

(End of this chapter)