The Submissive Emperor

88

The two quietly walked from the corridor back to the main courtyard, and stopped disturbing the heartbroken man in the storm.

Xiao Qirui fell asleep and was quietly carried to the next door by the nurse. The sky was gloomy and thunder was rolling, and the two of them lay on the collapsed clothes, watching the pouring rain outside the window, and leaning against each other.

"My second uncle's matter, don't bother him." Lou Jing rubbed Xiao Chengjun's cheek and said softly. He had seen early in the morning that the reason his second uncle refused to marry was mostly because of Empress Ji, but what kind of identity the empress was, Xiao Chengjun was afraid that it would be uncomfortable in his heart.

"It's all about the place of love," Xiao Chengjun sighed, "When everything is stable, I will ask my father what it means."

"Chengjun?" Lou Jing stood up and looked at him, his eyes widened.

The new emperor came to the throne, most of the empresses of the first emperor were to be sacrificed, and some had a good relationship with the new emperor and were left as the queen mother, but no matter what, the second uncle's extravagant hope was a dead end. Xiao Chengjun said that, is there any other way?

Xiao Chengjun raised his hand and touched his face, "The man was wronged for the future. I just hope that after my death, the descendants of the Xiao family can treat you well."

Lou Jing frowned, "I don't need it, it's good to be buried."

Xiao Chengjun laughed. Someone said that he was buried.

"When you live, you can sleep in the same acupuncture point. For me, it is enough." Lou Jing lay on his husband's chest and hugged him tightly. The geese lost his companion and died in mourning. If Xiao Chengjun left him, he would never live alone.

Get up early the next day for discussion.

Zhao Xi tied the six yamen one after another yesterday, and got a familiar face with these people, because of his ability to talk and talk, and several Shangshu have a good impression of him. They thought that Zhao Xi was a new official sent to him, and looked very clever, they all wanted to come to their own yamen.

Xiao Chengjun sat on the main seat and looked at Zhao Xi, who had no official position, standing underneath. No one was surprised. He nodded secretly. This exquisite skill is similar to Zhao Duan. "This is the Sanyuan of Jingzhong Zhao Xi, the top pick, you all met yesterday."

There was a quiet commotion in the Chamber, and it was unexpected that it was the genius of Sanyuan and Di.

At this moment, the officials of the six departments were a little afraid to use Zhao Xi. Most of the little officials in these remote places were from the end of the second or third class, and the scholarship of the number one scholar was far above them.

"Minzhou is precisely when employing people, regardless of seniority, only by ability." Xiao Chengjun took out a sapphire seal and handed it to Anshun, who was next to him, to hold him in front of Zhao Xi. "From today, Zhao Xi will be named Fujian. Xiang, command the six Minzhou ministries."

The big seal of the blue jade carving is exactly the seal of Minzhou.

The officials of the Sixth Department were even more surprised. They looked at the obviously only sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in disbelief, holding the large seal of the sapphire carved python in his hand.

"His Royal Highness is so kind, and the minister will live up to His Highness's expectations." Zhao Xi, who everyone thought would be flattered, was just dumbfounded for a moment, and he took the Xiangyin of course and knelt down to thank you.