Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

Father Yu took the people, and lit the lamps in the royal study room one by one.

The candlelight flickered, illuminating Zhu Feng's face.

It also illuminates the face of Cheng Guogong Wu Yingqi who is standing in front of the imperial case and bowing his hands.

His face is full of wrinkles, and when he laughs, the wrinkles are layered on top of each other, making his expression look unreal.

"By the way, this time the imperial concubine and empress are happy, the Weichen has not had time to congratulate the emperor."

Zhu Feng glanced at him and smiled faintly: "Guo Gong is really everything, you are concerned about my affairs, big and small."

"As the saying goes, the monarch’s salary and the burden of the emperor’s worries, how dare we ministers slack in the slightest."

"You have such a heart, I am very pleased."

The two people talked for a long time, and they have settled some recent major events. Zhu Feng also stood up from behind the imperial case and slowly walked around to the front. Wu Yingqiu hurriedly turned sideways to avoid, Zhu Feng raised his finger to the front and walked to Sit down in front of the chair and motioned for him to sit down.

Wu responded to the plea and sat slantingly on the edge of the chair.

Grandpa Yu brought another hot tea.

Wu Ying begged to pick up the teacup, and while gently squeezing the tea foam with the teacup lid, he lowered his head and said, "By the way, the minister heard that the emperor had gone to Zhujian Academy a few days ago."

"Not bad."

"Then I don't know that college—is there any problem?"

Zhu Feng glanced at him and said lightly: "I have seen it in the Academy, but there is no problem."

"Before that, they spread so many rumors against the emperor..."

"Students, it's always like this, alarmist."

"How does the emperor plan to deal with them?"

"I have decided that at the opening ceremony of the Great Ci'en Temple, these students will come by themselves to pay tribute to the eulogy to show their loyalty to the court."

"Oh?"

Wu Yingqiu hesitated for a while and frowned slightly, "Aren't these students opposing the court? Will they do it?"

Zhu Feng said indifferently: "Today, the people in the academy have agreed."

"Oh?"

Wu Yingqiu's eyes widened unexpectedly: "They actually agreed? How could it be?"

Zhu Feng said: "My order, who dares to say no."

Wu Ying begged for a moment, and immediately said with a smile: "The emperor still has the means."

Zhu Feng said: "However, I still don't worry about them. These students read a lot of books and know a lot, and they will inevitably think a lot. If there are only one or two such people, it doesn't matter, but there are many such people. It is inevitable that there will be too many things."

"..."

"On the day of the ceremony, I need the absolute safety of the Great Ci'en Temple."

Wu Yingqiu hurriedly got up and said: "We have already written down what the emperor has just ordered. This time not only Jin Yiwei and the imperial soldiers, but also we ministers. We will never allow anyone to disturb the emperor's ceremony."

Zhu Feng looked at him and smiled faintly: "I will be relieved if the Duke is there."

"Don't dare, don't dare."

The two were gossiping for a while. At this moment, Grandpa Yu came in with a little eunuch, holding a stack of memorials in his hand, and Zhu Feng glanced at it and said, "From Beiping?"

"If you return to the emperor, yes."

Zhu Feng nodded: "Put it on the table."

"Yes."

Upon seeing this, Wu Ying begged and immediately got up and said: "The emperor still has memorials to be reviewed, so the ministers will not disturb the emperor. I also hope that the emperor will rest early and take care of the dragon body."

Zhu Feng nodded: "Guo Duke has also been in the dust these few days. Take a good rest. You will be tired on the day of the ceremony."

"Yes."

Wu Ying begged to bow, then turned and left.

Zhu Feng walked to the imperial case, looked at the memorials piled up on it, and then turned to look at the sky outside. It was already dark.

Duke Yu whispered: "The emperor, would you like to take a nap and review the memorial again?"

Zhu Feng thought for a while and said, "No need."

Duke Yu just wanted to persuade him that today he has been tired from the reform of the ceremony, and he should take a rest at this time, otherwise the dragon body will not be able to bear it if he gets tired like this.

However, before he could speak, he saw Zhu Feng open the door and walk out.

Grandpa Yu hurried to follow up: "The emperor is going to--"

Zhu Feng didn't look back: "Go to Yikun Palace and see."

Upon hearing this, Grandpa Yu immediately beamed his eyebrows: "Hey!"

Waved to the back, people closed the door of the imperial study room, and then ran a few steps to follow Zhu Feng. Now the imperial concubine is pregnant. It is a happy event. The emperor is in a good mood to see her every day. A lot.

However, there is no way to rest in Yikun Palace.

Maybe I was thinking about going to see Nanyan. Zhu Feng's footsteps were a little longer than usual. Duke Yu had to trot to catch up. However, when I walked to a place not far from Yikun Palace, I saw it inside. Brightly lit.

Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Well, there is someone inside?"

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Sitting on the couch, Nan Yan looked at Feng Qianyan who was kneeling in front of him, and said with a smile, "Kangbi, what are you doing? Okay, why did you kneel down for this palace?"

"The imperial concubine."

Feng Qianyan was originally not tall, and was similar to Nan Yan, with a petite body, so he kneeled on the ground with his shoulders slightly shrugged and his hands clasped on his knees. He looked extremely slender and weak, like a flower. Bud is average.

She lowered her head and said softly: "Concubine, the concubine is here to apologize to the concubine."

"Please sin? What's wrong with you?"

"Concubine—it is guilty to make the noble concubine woman unhappy."

"Oh?"

Nan Yan raised his eyebrows: "My palace, is there such a great thing that makes you so afraid?"

"Of course not, the imperial concubine is easy to approach, gentle and amiable, no one in the harem knows."

Feng Qianyan raised her head and looked at her with wide eyes, so it seemed that her chin was pointed, her eyes were big, and her expression of trepidation seemed very pitiful, and said, "It's just that the concubine was wrong about that day. I beg your concubine to forgive the concubine this time because she was young and ignorant when she entered the palace."

In her words, she didn't make it clear how she "offended" the concubine, she just confessed her mistake, and ordinary people seemed to have come to "surrender".

However, Nan Yan looked at her with a smile, but there was no smile in his eyes.

She said, "Get up and talk."

"..."

"Don't make the injury on your foot worse."

Feng Qianyan lowered his head and slowly got up from the ground. At this moment, Duke Yu's voice came from outside the door: "The emperor is here."

When Nan Yan heard this, he hurriedly got up from the couch.

When Feng Qianyan heard this, she knelt down immediately.

"Welcome to the emperor."

"Welcome to the emperor."

In the voices of the two people, Zhu Feng slowly walked in from outside.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Feng Qianyan kneeling in front of Nan Yan, and said unexpectedly: "Why are you here?"