Jin Suting stood here, looking down at the people below. She did not feel that the whole world was at her feet, but she could not help but sigh at the insignificance of human beings.
She didn't like the feeling of being confined. During those three years in Mu Han Pavilion, she didn't receive any very systematic training. Lan Qiqing mostly taught her whenever he had time.
Perhaps after she completes her revenge, she will become a free person who travels freely around the world.
Without being bound by anyone, you can enjoy the beautiful scenery of the country.
Just as she was imagining this, a bunch of incense sticks were stuffed into her hand. Helan Ruizhe had told her that she had to insert the incense sticks into the incense burner and then kneel down to worship, only then would the ceremony be considered complete.
Helan Ruizhe held her hand, and after kneeling before the incense burner and the tablet, he whispered, "Now you are my little queen."
Then the bell in the tower struck twelve times, and the ceremony was over.
The second step was that Helan Ruizhe spent a lot of effort preparing the banquet.
Those who can enter the hall to dine are all loyal ministers, and Prime Minister Tang and Yu Seung-ho are certainly among them.
Helan Yinsheng and Yu Qinglan, as the Ninth Prince and the Ninth Concubine, sat on the left of Helan Ruizhe and Jin Suting. Helan Minzhi sat on the right, close to Jin Suting. Next to her was Concubine Li, whom she had not seen for a long time.
Other ministers present included Li Mingyuan, the Minister of State, Lu Mingxian, the Prefect, Liu Mo, the General of the Cavalry, and Nangong Ban, the Minister of the Supreme Court.
The only people Jin Suting was familiar with were Lu Mingxian and Yu Seung-ho, and she wasn't very familiar with the others.
What followed was a very polite conversation between the king and his ministers, which was intermittent and very boring for Jin Suting.
The atmosphere was generally good, but Prime Minister Tang suddenly mentioned, "While the Empress is here, why don't we discuss the selection process?"
What Prime Minister Tang is good at is bringing up things that are not related to the topic. Helan Ruizhe's face looked a little ugly because of him.
Among the ministers, he is the second most talkative person. Who is the first? Of course, it is Yoo Seung-ho.
The first person to speak up was the one who said, "Prime Minister Tang, anyone with a bit of common sense knows the situation. Today is the Queen's coronation ceremony, and you're suggesting a beauty pageant. Are you really just trying to get your daughter into the palace?"
Tang Ruozhi will be nineteen after her birthday this year. Twenty is the upper limit for selection as a concubine; anyone older than that cannot enter the palace. How could Prime Minister Tang not be anxious?
As expected, he stopped talking and just stared at Yu Seung-ho with his eyes wide open, which showed that he was angry.
Some of Tang Prime Minister's followers also spoke up for him, saying, "The Prime Minister is concerned about the expansion of the royal family. Your Majesty has been on the throne for three years and has never held a beauty pageant. Including the Empress, there are only two concubines in the harem. The three years of national mourning should be over..."
Minister Li also agreed: "Your Majesty, it is time to consider the selection of candidates."
Helan Ruizhe was furious and monitored Jin Suting's mood, fearing she might overthink things. But he couldn't lose his temper in court, as the people speaking were all his most important ministers.
At this time, Jin Suting slowly said: "I also suggest a talent show."
These words shocked everyone. Even Helan Yinsheng looked over here, not understanding what she was thinking.
Only Yu Seung-ho looked at Jin Suting with admiration, and the expression of "You are worthy of being my little Susu" was obvious on his face.
Jin Suting paid no attention to their surprise and continued, "How about after the Ghost Festival? This will give you all some time to prepare. The age range is set between sixteen and twenty years old. What do you think, Your Majesty?"
She looked at Helan Ruizhe with a gentle gaze, and gently guided him to nod.
But he seemed a little angry, and said coldly: "Whatever the Queen thinks is good, there is no need to ask for my opinion."
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the Emperor was angry, but Jin Suting acted as if she hadn't noticed. "Well, I'll personally oversee the selection after the Ghost Festival and will definitely choose the most outstanding concubine for Your Majesty."
The night was filled with singing and dancing, and lasted until very late.
But His Majesty the Emperor was in a bad mood the whole night, with a gloomy face as if someone owed him money.
Prime Minister Tang always felt a chill down his spine, as if His Majesty was staring at him.
In Yueqing Palace, Jin Suting had finished bathing and changing clothes, took off the heavy phoenix crown, and lay on the comfortable dragon bed.
She held up her chin and looked at Helan Ruizhe, who was still seriously reviewing memorials on that night. She had already realized that he didn't want to review the memorials at all, he was just sulking.
Jin Suting wanted to relax her tired body and mind and have a good sleep, but Helan Ruizhe kept the light on. She got up and wore a thin white undershirt, which made her look very petite.
"Turn off the lights, it's late."
Helan Ruizhe ignored her. Jin Suting felt that she should coax him in this situation, otherwise would Helan Ruizhe banish her to the cold palace?
How can she carry out her plan like this?
"Don't be angry, come to sleep!" Jin Suting winked at Helan Ruizhe as charmingly as possible.
But he didn't buy it at all, and didn't even look up. "I'm not angry."
Yo yo yo, look at this stiff and fragile expression and tone, as hard as breadcrumbs coated with vinegar and fried overnight.
Jin Suting decided to use her trump card. The sisters in Mu Han Ge had taught her how to seduce men before.
She had soft black hair with a faint sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance. She walked barefoot to Helan Ruizhe's side and slipped lightly into the gap between him sitting upright and leaning on his arm to read the memorials. She easily replaced the memorials' place and made Helan Ruizhe's attention fully focused on her.
He put his arms around the man's neck and said, "Alan, look at me."
The first trick the sisters in Mu Han Ge taught her was to call him by his nickname affectionately. No man would remain unmoved by such an action from his sweetheart!
But in order to maintain his determination to be angry, Helan Ruizhe still frowned and asked, "What?"
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