Chapter 433: The Princess of the Cold Palace Sent to the Throne (Extra 2)

The former dynasty and the harem have been closely linked and inseparable since ancient times.

Although the ministers did not understand the empress's true thoughts, the matter of selecting a concubine for the emperor and continuing the royal bloodline was imminent.

So one morning when the weather was clear and the Minister of Rites stepped out of the train, the sound of his boots hitting the blue bricks was particularly clear in the silent hall.

"Your Majesty, it has been five years since you ascended the throne, yet the harem remains vacant."

The Minister of Rites' voice trembled slightly, but every word he spoke was powerful.

"The former court and the harem were originally one. For the sake of the country and the people, and to ensure the continuity of the dragon vein, I earnestly implore Your Majesty to select a concubine as soon as possible to reassure the people of the world."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole court was in an uproar.

All those thoughts that were usually hidden deep inside suddenly surfaced like boiling water.

The civil officials were whispering to each other, their eyes meeting, flashing with calculations and expectations;

Although the generals did not say much, they all secretly gripped the swords at their waists, and their eyes wandered between Wen Xingzhi, Chi Yunjian and He Liming.

People are not worried about scarcity but inequality. Up to now, there is no one in the empress's harem.

Even though Wen Xingzhi and the other two had a close relationship with the empress and often entered and left the palace, they had no official status.

And if they are allowed to eat meat, can't they be allowed to drink some soup?

Everyone knows that the empress is wise.

Which of the noble young men in the capital does not admire the wisdom and grace of the empress?

Now, the position in the harem has naturally become a piece of fat meat in the eyes of everyone.

The ministers were ready to make a move and were watching with eager eyes.

Let He Liming, Wen Xingzhi and Chi Yunjian fight for the position of the Emperor's husband.

Among all the positions in the harem, some should be reserved for the sons of these ministers.

Wen Xingzhi's face was as gloomy as water, and his long hair, which was tied up with a black jade hairpin, swayed slightly with his trembling shoulders. The eyes that had been as sharp as knives in the court now seemed like poisoned swords, which made people shudder.

Chi Yunjian seemed more direct and brutal. He suddenly pulled out half of the sword at his waist. A cold light flashed, scaring the civil officials in the front row to retreat one after another.

The sound of armor colliding echoed in the hall, like thunder, deafening.

Unlike Wen Xingzhi and Chi Yunjian, He Liming seemed exceptionally calm. He still looked as nonchalant as ever, playing with the jade pendant given to him by Qing Wu in his hand, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

However, the coldness in his eyes made those who were close to him shiver.

"How dare you!" Chi Yunjian suddenly shouted, "When did it become your turn to make a fuss about the affairs of His Majesty's harem?"

The murderous aura emanating from him instantly silenced the entire court. Everyone was silent, not daring to make a sound.

Wen Xingzhi, the head of all officials, frowned upon seeing this and took a step forward.

He was wearing a black official robe, the sleeves of which dragged on the ground, making a rustling sound as he walked.

Wen Xingzhi's face was as gloomy as water, his eyes as sharp as a hawk. He stared closely at the ministers who had just been chattering away, and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty governs the country with extraordinary grace. In just five years, you have completely transformed Daning."

"Now that the country is peaceful and the people are safe, instead of thinking about how to assist His Majesty and make the country stronger, you are here thinking about stuffing your own children into the harem, trying to curry favor with the powerful and seek personal gain. What is your intention?"

His voice was low and cold, and every word he said was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart hard, making people feel terrified.

He Liming waved his folding fan and spoke slowly, "The selection of a concubine concerns the reputation of Your Majesty and the stability of the court. If you all truly care about the country, you should focus more on government affairs instead of dwelling on this."

Although his words seemed gentle, they were sharp, like a soft knife, piercing the hearts of those ministers with evil intentions.

It made them feel a chill in their hearts, and even a thin layer of sweat appeared on their foreheads.

Qing Wu sat upright on the dragon throne, a symbol of supreme power, with a dignified and elegant posture, her beautiful phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, like a lazy phoenix, quietly overlooking the farce below.

She raised her hand and gently stroked the red gold hairpin on her temples. The pearls inlaid on the hairpin swayed slightly with her movements, flashing a warm light, just like her unpredictable thoughts at the moment.

In the court, the ministers were all trembling with fear. Although they were a little frightened, they still suppressed their fear and stood up straight for the sake of their own goals and their sons' pleas.

"Your Majesty, this is not only a family matter, but also a matter of national importance. Offspring are extremely important to the country. Therefore, Your Majesty, please expand your harem and have more children..."

However, when he saw Wen Xingzhi's vicious eyes, Chi Yunjian's murderous eyes, and He Liming's fierce eyes, his voice couldn't help but lower, and the rest of his words became a little unclear.

Seeing this, the other ministers did not dare to say anything more on the surface, but their inner thoughts did not change.

They thought to themselves that since they couldn't convince the emperor in the court, they might as well write a memorial to the emperor.

Qing Wu watched with interest as her ministers argued with each other and fought with each other.

During her five years on the throne, she lived an extremely comfortable life, with the three of them taking care of almost every aspect of her life.

Whether they are handling government affairs or dealing with various trivial matters, they can handle them in an orderly manner.

She just needs to make a decision, and they will take care of everything for her.

Of course, my body was also taken care of very comfortably by them.

Just—also for the sake of balance.

Also to continue watching them fighting like this and satisfy his own evil taste.

Even though several people paid a lot and tried every means to entice her, Qing Wu did not agree to give any of them a status.

She knew very well that if she gave one of them the title of emperor's husband, the other two would definitely be dissatisfied, and it might even lead to greater disputes.

Moreover, Qingwu doesn't want to be on equal footing with anyone, and the title of emperor's husband is not suitable for anyone.

She wants absolute control, not sharing power with others.

Then I won’t give it to anyone.

Every time, Qingwu would get away with it.

Seeing that no one else had it, they could only suppress their thoughts. What if they pushed Qingwu into giving her to someone else?

However, after enduring the three of them, they were already feeling very unhappy with each other.