Chapter 434: The Princess of the Cold Palace Sent to the Throne (Extra 3)
If it weren't for the fact that these people are indeed extremely capable, recognize each other's strength, and have been restraining each other over the years, they would have done a great job for the dynasty.
The three of them tolerated each other.
But if there is someone else...
Absolutely not!
......
It was rare that three people gathered in the Prime Minister's Mansion with sullen faces.
Facing the table full of memorials.
Nowadays, Wen Xingzhi usually helps Qingwu classify the memorials in advance, which makes it much more convenient for her to read them and she only needs to make a decision.
But today—
More than half of the memorials mentioned the empress's selection of a concubine, either explicitly or implicitly!
He was furious when he heard about his behavior.
Thinking that he shouldn't be the only one angry, Wen Xingzhi quickly called Chi Yunjian and He Liming.
He Liming used the skills of the Embroidered Uniform Guard to quickly organize the information of all the young men of marriageable age mentioned among the ministers.
It records in detail various information about each young man, including their family background, personal preferences, recent behavior, etc.
Several people stared at the information with gloomy faces, and began to analyze and pick out the so-called "young men of marriageable age" in the capital one by one.
"The eldest son of Minister Li has been obsessed with cricket fighting and hasn't left the house for three years. The son of Minister Wang was criticized for his poem at a poetry gathering last month as 'nonsense.'"
He Liming's voice was cold and clear, and the jade pendant made a regular tapping sound when it hit the table.
Chi Yunjian suddenly pulled off the heavy iron armor shoulder guards, and the sound of metal falling to the ground startled the crows outside the window and made them fly in panic.
He reached over and grabbed the list of young masters on the table, slamming his rough fingers down on the paper. "With such a frail body, unable to even draw a twenty-stone bow, how dare you stand beside His Majesty?"
Chi Yunjian clenched his fists, and his joints made a slight crackling sound.
Wen Xingzhi sat quietly by the side, his hand gently stroking the edge of the memorial in his hand. The originally smooth rice paper was almost poked with small holes by the repeated stroking of his nails.
The freshly ground ink on the desk still rippled, reflecting the tenseness of his jaw. "Speaking of talent in governing the country, half of the laws and regulations of the six ministries of our dynasty were written by me; Marquis He overturned cases and redressed injustices, reshaping the imperial system; General Chi defended the borders and expanded the territory, his prestige commanding the whole world."
He glanced at the two of them, his gaze like a poisoned silver needle, "Those noblemen are nothing but flowers in a greenhouse."
Finally came to a conclusion.
Qingwu would definitely not be interested in them, and regardless of all this...
When it comes to beauty, who can compare to He Liming?
When it comes to talent, who can compare to Wen Xingzhi?
In terms of figure, who can compare to Chi Yunjian?
They analyzed all those noblemen and temporarily felt relieved.
but......
It seems that all the noble young men in the capital are not in a hurry to discuss marriage. It is easy to tell what their purpose is.
Thinking of this, several people were filled with hatred.
He also wanted to win Qingwu's heart even more.
——We still have to eradicate it from the source.
Moreover, according to He Liming, in recent times, the noblemen in the capital have been paying special attention to their appearance and dressing up carefully every day.
While ability is important, appearance is equally important.
Only by being at your best at all times can you leave a deep impression on His Majesty when you meet him by chance.
Who knows when this enormous wealth will come to their family.
Thinking of this, Wen Xingzhi, Chi Yunjian and He Liming could no longer sit still. It was rare for them to reach a consensus this time.
After looking at each other, the three of them stood up without hesitation and walked straight towards Longming Palace.
......
The glazed tiles of Longming Palace emitted a cold glow under the cold moonlight. The night pearls hanging from the eaves were like silver plates, stretching the shadows of the three people into slender ones.
The guards guarding the palace saw these three powerful officials from afar. Although they were a little surprised, they naturally did not dare to step forward to stop them.
All that could be heard was the crisp sound of armor colliding with blue bricks, which came from far away and gradually got closer. The gilded crane lantern in the corridor was startled and even shook slightly.
Qingwu was leaning on the nine-curve agarwood couch at this moment, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the edge of the memorial. The ambergris on the desk lingered like light smoke, like clouds.
The flickering candlelight cast her shadow on the silk screen, outlining her slender shoulders and lazy waist.
When the night is quiet, there will always be someone coming to sleep with her. For Qingwu, this is not something special and she does not care.
Only this time...
Suddenly, a light sound of footsteps came from afar and approached. The footsteps paused outside the hall, carrying a sense of oppression that was different from usual.
The corners of Qingwu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile.
It's rare that three of us came together.
It's really rare that these three people would come together.
In the past, they disliked each other and avoided each other.
Qing Wu guessed that the ministers were petitioning her to have more children and expand her harem, and a smile of interest appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Thinking of this, Qingwu couldn't help but feel a little funny.
I guess this is why those people have been pestering her more and more despite being in a bad mood recently.
Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly felt a warm breath coming from behind and pressing tightly against her body.
Qing Wu was startled, and before she could react, He Liming's white robe brushed across the back of her hand like a flowing cloud, and the jade pendant on his waist, with a hint of coolness, gently brushed against her collarbone.
As he leaned forward, his sleeves slipped slightly, revealing the red string tied by Qingwu herself. The red string looked particularly bright and dazzling in the candlelight.
"What is your Majesty looking at?"
He Liming's voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of bewitching charm.
His breath was filled with a faint scent of camphor, which lingered in Qingwu's ears like light smoke as he spoke.
What's even more terrible is that when he spoke, the tip of his tongue brushed against Qingwu's earlobe, causing her body to tremble involuntarily.
Before he finished speaking, Chi Yunjian had already torn off the armor. The sound of metal falling to the ground startled the candle flame and made it tremble violently.
The iron-blooded general on the battlefield now had bloodshot eyes, his Adam's apple rolling as he tore open his clothes, revealing his muscular chest with distinct muscle lines.
Wen Xingzhi slowly unbuttoned his black cloak, his fingertips lingering on the hidden buckle of the jade belt around Qingwu's waist.
His voice was low and hoarse, like a blade dipped in honey, both sweet and tempting, yet also carrying a hint of chill. "Your Majesty wishes to take a concubine? Why not tell me what kind you prefer? I will then carefully select one for Your Majesty."
Her cold fingertips suddenly penetrated her clothes. "But the noble young men in this capital are all inferior to each other and are not worthy of Your Majesty."
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