[Oh my, it's the Minister of Industry's zodiac year this year, so all the underwear in the house has been changed into bright red.]

[Not only did he change into bright red, he also forbade other people in the mansion to wear bright red shorts, thinking that it would take away his luck.]

【Superstition, feudal superstition! 】

The Minister of Works' buttocks suddenly tightened.

He looked back in displeasure, and said in silent fury: "What are you looking at? I'm wearing red shorts and eating your rice."

Shen Zhiyi continued to watch the surveillance related to the Minister of Industry.

After watching for a whole cup of tea.

[When the old emperor leaves the court later, how should I politely ask the Minister of Industry where he bought his red shorts? By the way, is there a women's version? Hey, it's not impossible to wear a men's version.]

The old emperor and his ministers were shocked.

Why are you suddenly obsessed with other people's pants?

You are a girl, so be reserved!

[No wonder the Minister of Works doesn't allow people to wear red shorts like him. Ever since he started wearing red, his fortune has been on the rise. First, he was promoted from a minister to a minister. Then his daughter married the fourth prince. Then his eldest son passed the imperial examination and became the top scholar. Then the tigress at home became particularly gentle this year. His life is so comfortable.]

[Oh my god, Mr. Minister of Industry, where did you buy your pants? Please give me a link! ]

A woman who wants to be strong all her life will be so upset that she can't sleep if she can't get the link.

Shen Zhiyi was not the only one who felt uncomfortable. In the main hall, everyone, including the old emperor, was staring at the Minister of Works' butt.

His eyes were very burning.

[Oh, I found it. The Minister of Industry's pants were made by the embroiderer at Wangyue Embroidery Shop. I'll go buy a pair after work.]

After finding the link, Shen Zhiyi shifted his gaze contentedly.

[Hiss, the prince hasn't showered for a month. I have to stay away from him so that he won't stink me.]

The next second, there was a large empty space around the prince.

The Minister of Works breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, there were no more burning eyes staring at his hook.

The old emperor looked at his eldest son with disdain and issued an imperial decree on the spot, ordering him to take a good bath.

[What a unique imperial edict! It is written in the diary and is worth reading again and again by future generations.]

The prince looked at the old emperor in disbelief, his eyeballs almost falling out of his sockets, as if he had suffered some great injustice.

"Your Majesty, you cannot treat your son like this. I have done something wrong."

The old emperor had a dark face and gritted his teeth and said, "Take him away and take the prince to take a bath!"

[It is indeed time to make bathing compulsory. Otherwise, the prince can go a year without bathing. After all, it is not unprecedented. ]

The old emperor's breathing paused.

How could I not take a shower for such a long time like a year?

He is really derelict in his duty as a father.

"Your Majesty, you can't do this."

"Father, you can't do this to your son!"

The old emperor could not help cursing on the spot: "I just asked you to take a bath, but you yelled like I was going to kill you! You rebellious son, you are making me angry, take him away."

[The prince's words eventually blew towards the old emperor.]

[The old emperor had a hard life, too. Few of his sons were worry-free. Oh, even those who were not his own were not worry-free.]

[Hahaha, when Prince Xian heard that Chen Zhaoyi was thrown into the laundry department, he ran over there without even having breakfast.]

The Minister of Rites' heart, which had just been put at ease, was instantly lifted up again.

He slid to his knees skillfully and began to kowtow madly.

The old emperor's eyes twitched violently.

No, Prince Xian ran to see what Chen Zhaoyi was doing.

Prince Xian was the son of the old emperor's brother, and he died trying to save the old emperor.

【Hiss.】

【OMG. 】

[The old emperor's harem is indeed colorful. ]

The old emperor sitting on the dragon throne began to get restless.

The other ministers pricked up their ears furtively.

[Because the old emperor is not capable.]

Old Emperor: This sentence can be skipped and there is no need to repeat it many times.

[It’s all because of the old emperor. He can’t even take drugs. 】

Old Emperor: That’s enough! I really mean enough!

[So the concubines in the harem began to find ways to entertain themselves, such as occasionally inviting some opera troupes from outside the palace to come in and listen to some songs.]

[The reason why the idle king is called the idle king is definitely because he is unlearned and has no skills, and he only knows how to babble all day long. ]

Old Emperor: Slander, this is slander! "Idle" doesn't mean having nothing to do, it means being at ease. I hope the Prince of Idle can live a carefree life. Why does Shen Zhiyi say it as if he did something to his old friend's child?

[Today he went to this troupe in Dajing, and tomorrow he went to that troupe in Dajing. One time, he happened to meet a troupe that was going to the harem to perform for Chen Zhaoyi, so Prince Xian mixed in with them.]

Everyone understood.

Is this what they can hear?

It would be nice if these could be written into the diary.

It is worth watching again and again by future generations!

The old emperor was so angry that he almost smashed the dragon throne made of pure gold.

[Chen Zhaoyi spotted Prince Xian at first sight in the crowd, and after using him, she thought he was good, so she presented him to the imperial concubine in order to please her.]

[After using it, the imperial concubine gave it a five-star rating, and then introduced it to Wang Zhaorong, who entered the palace with her. ]

[After using it, Wang Zhaorong also gave it a five-star rating, and then introduced Xianwang to one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight other girls. ]

[During that time, many concubines in the harem were very comfortable, and the other concubines who didn't know about it were curious and asked about the link of Prince Xian. ]

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