The courtiers' eyes are sharp and perceptive!
After their careful observation, rigorous research and detailed analysis.
The Prime Minister stayed in the palace last night!
The Prime Minister and His Majesty accomplished a great thing last night!
The Prime Minister...finally climbed onto the dragon bed!
Congratulations! Great joy! Let's celebrate together!
After confirming this, the atmosphere of the morning court suddenly became less serious and scary.
Her Majesty the Empress sat on the dragon throne, majestic and cold; the Prime Minister stood at the head of all officials, the closest to Her Majesty.
Although both of them look normal, they still feel an indescribable ambiguity between them.
Fortunately, Xiao Li was completely immune to the gazes of this group of people. He even glanced at them impatiently, instantly scaring them away.
But Song Junzhan really couldn't bear the teasing and gossiping looks. He stood straight and his whole body was stiff. He was so nervous that he said the wrong thing when he was reporting.
Sensing the atmosphere in the court that had suddenly heated up again, Xiao Li glanced at him and sneered, "Everyone...is this lively and exciting?"
Everyone shuddered, losing all thoughts.
"I dare not."
"Don't dare?" Xiao Li sneered, "I think you dare very much. Didn't we make a bet last night?"
"Come, separate them according to your bets. Winners go to the left, losers go to the right."
The civil and military officials looked at each other in bewilderment, but due to the majesty of His Majesty, they could only separate obediently.
The team was disrupted and then stood up again. It was quite evenly matched, with wins and losses being half and half.
The wise ones had already sensed the danger and quickly begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, we spoke carelessly after drinking. Please forgive us."
Others quickly echoed: "Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
Xiao Li's cold eyes swept over everyone. Forgiveness? Not even a little bit.
"I'm not such a closed-minded person. Now I'm giving you the opportunity to ask three questions. Think carefully before asking."
Why are you guessing and making assumptions? Ask her directly, it's not like she doesn't dare to answer.
Although the court officials were surprised, they did not doubt the truthfulness of what the empress said.
They were all mature ministers, and no one spoke rashly. They discussed for a while and finally made a decision.
Tang Shuyu was the first to speak up: "May I ask when Your Majesty will make the Prime Minister the Emperor's husband?"
He is worthy of being the genius handed over by the empress herself, and one question is worth three.
Should the emperor establish a husband? Should the prime minister be appointed? Is this the kind of relationship he has with the prime minister?
Xiao Li didn't mind their little calculations and answered frankly: "I will not appoint an emperor husband, and there will be no one in the harem. Give up your thoughts."
Tang Shuyu subconsciously glanced at Song Junzhan's expression and saw that he looked calm, which seemed to indicate that he accepted it well.
"What about His Majesty and the Prime Minister?"
Xiao Li calmly asked, "Is this the second question?"
Everyone knows how to make a little calculation, and it’s fun to counter each move.
Su Ziqi stepped forward and saluted: "Your Majesty, this is indeed the second question. What is the relationship between Your Majesty and the Prime Minister?"
It was only because Xiao Li was open-minded enough that this group of people dared to ask the emperor about his feelings.
Xiao Li glanced at Song Junzhan. Song Junzhan looked at Xiao Li helplessly. He didn't want to embarrass His Majesty, but he really couldn't speak now.
Should he say that he was willing to do so and did not seek any status? Or should he say that he was begging His Majesty to let him sleep with him?
Although he put aside all his pride and burdens in front of His Majesty, it was still too difficult for him to do so in public.
"Your Majesty..." Song Junzhan hesitated to speak. Your Majesty shouldn't have let them ask.
Xiao Li didn't think this was a difficult question. He just glanced at him and answered frankly.
"Love is what it is, and we both want it."
These eight words instantly made Song Junzhan's ears turn red as blood. He couldn't bear to look away from His Majesty for even a moment, his eyes sparkling, reflecting only the noble figure sitting on the dragon throne.
Xiao Li admitted it openly, but didn't offer any further explanation for the time being: "The third question."
Shi Mo stepped forward and asked the most crucial question, the one they were most concerned about: "When will Your Majesty plan to give birth to an heir?"
The empress is a woman, so naturally she can only give birth to a child. It doesn't matter whether it is a boy or a girl, but the main thing is that there must be one.
Now the country and the court are very stable, the generals are powerful and the country is strong.
The country was able to hold on even though the empress was in a coma for more than a year, not to mention that she was just pregnant.
The empress can still control the country while she is pregnant. With the prime minister in charge of the overall situation, they will also do their best to ensure that Your Majesty can rest assured and take care of the pregnancy.
Now is the best time to have a baby.
When Xiao Li heard this question, her scalp went numb, and she knew she couldn't escape.
But she was not angry. It was normal for such a big country and a group of loyal courtiers to have such thoughts and ideas.
But as for children, I can’t have any.
Xiao Li thought for a moment and replied directly, "I will not give birth to an heir."
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole court was in an uproar.
Some people immediately thought that the empress had health problems.
"Your Majesty, have you consulted Imperial Physician Cen?"
If the imperial physician determines that the empress is infertile, then this will be a difficult situation.
Xiao Li waved his hands: "It's not my problem, it's just that I don't want to have children."
She glanced at everyone, then slowly stood up. "This is a decision I made a long time ago. Although it's a little early today, it doesn't hurt to announce it."
"As a woman, I am the emperor. I clean up the aristocratic families and give fairness to all scholars. This is destined to make our dynasty different."
"In every dynasty before the coefficient, which one wasn't ultimately driven to rebellion by the previous dynasty's corruption, oppression, and debauchery of its rulers?"
"When a dynasty is established, everyone hopes it will last for thousands of years. However, every dynasty is strong in the first generation, prosperous in the second, mediocre in the third, and then abandoned in the fourth. The longest period may be six or seven generations, and the shortest may be two or three. The people have just struggled out of the war of the previous dynasty and have not had a few days of good life before they have to enter the cycle of rise and fall of the new dynasty."
"When a country prospers, its people suffer; when a country perishes, its people suffer. The foundation of a country is its people. As an emperor or an official, you should always put the people first."
"You should be able to see that I'm not an emperor who values power and enjoys pleasure, but can you guarantee that my children and my descendants are not?"
"You submit to me because of my ability, my skill, and my way of governing the country. Therefore, the throne of the emperor can be inherited, but it has nothing to do with gender or bloodline. It is the one who is most capable."
"The emperor who sits on this throne shouldn't just be the offspring of the previous emperor, nor should they be able to decide life and death simply because of their bloodline."
"The throne of an emperor should be a symbol. The one who sits here must be powerful, fair, and just, and must love the world with benevolence."
All the officials had burning eyes and their blood was boiling.
Even Song Junzhan temporarily put aside his romantic feelings and looked up to his emperor as a subject.
Everyone knelt down in unison: "Your Majesty is wise and benevolent, and your contributions will last for thousands of years. We are happy to serve you. Long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor!"
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