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"What do you think about the raging Luo River?" Just as Jiuli was smiling and reaching for the banknote, Emperor Cheng'an suddenly asked.

"Well, the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics." Jiuli quickly stuffed the banknotes into her wide sleeves, her face full of innocence, but with a smile in the depths of her eyes. Just tell him what he asked? Isn't it?

"Now it is my father who is asking my daughter, what does this have to do with political affairs?" Emperor Cheng'an picked up his brush and sketched casually on the rice paper. With just a few strokes, he depicted the topography of Luo River and tapped lightly with his fingertips.

"Jingxing proposed to my father to relocate the people, divide the paddy fields, teach the people how to use water, and build a city in the water," Emperor Cheng'an said with a smile, as if they were just having an ordinary chat.

"Do you know how many people in the Great Zhou know how to swim? How can they live and work in peace and contentment when they are connected by chains and wooden boards?" He held his forehead with his hand, seeming to be very troubled by his eldest son who was becoming more and more unruly.

"Brother, what you said is not empty talk. It's just that the Great Zhou is not suitable. The rocks near the Luo River are rugged and will fall off. It is not suitable. The small country south of the Great Zhou is built on the water." Jiuli pointed to one side. "What does father mean?"

"They are just a bunch of good-for-nothings." Emperor Cheng'an put his hands behind his back. He was willing to listen to flattery, but that didn't mean he would only listen. "The Lord of Luocheng is a capable minister in flood control, what a pity."

"Prince Beijing," the red lips uttered, bringing with them a chill.

"What do you think?" Emperor Cheng'an looked back at his daughter encouragingly, "Just be bold, today is all about family matters."

"Father has many capable ministers under his command, so how could he lack children?" She raised her eyebrows. She didn't think that Emperor Cheng'an would suddenly test her on this.

"Forget it. Go back and write a policy paper on the topic of the raging Luo River," Emperor Cheng'an's eyes turned and he came up with an idea.

"Dad, why are you making things difficult for me? You want me to take the blame for my elder brother's mistake?" Jiuli looked dissatisfied. What the hell.

"Xiangyi asked me to have dinner over there, so I won't go to Changle Palace. Su Qin, get the sedan chair." Emperor Cheng'an quickly reached out and ruffled Jiuli's hair, then quickly jumped away, taking Su Qin away.

"Your Majesty? Are you planning to train the eldest princess?" The raging of Luo River was the homework assigned by the Grand Tutor to the princes today.

"Jingxing has too many shortcomings as an emperor, Jiuli is a good alternative." As for the remaining three princes, they are too stupid to be emperors. If Jingxing and Jiuli had exchanged their personalities, it would be more perfect.

"It's just that the eldest princess has always been aloof, and I'm afraid the prince won't be able to control her in the future," he saw it clearly.

The eldest princess seemed well-behaved, elegant, sensible and generous, and was one of the top noble ladies in the capital. But in fact, she was very cold and aloof, and had no feelings for anyone except His Majesty and the Crown Prince.

"Everyone has weaknesses, right?" Emperor Cheng'an looked at the history book in his hand. He never thought that Jingxing could defeat Jiuli.

Moreover, the Great Zhou was just established, and he was only the third emperor. How could there be a law that women could not be emperors? Only a waste would be afraid of his own children, but he did not say this.

"Your Majesty is right." Su Qin leaned forward slightly to hide the expression in her eyes. A scene of a river of blood seemed to appear in front of her eyes. She raised her hand and pressed her eyebrows. Perhaps she had not rested well in the past few days and had hallucinations. She must have a good rest today.

Jiuli looked at the dragon chariot going away, and heard the conversation between Su Qin and Emperor Cheng'an, without a smile on her face.

"Go back to Wuyou Palace," with an impeccable fake smile on his face.

"Yes," Mei Ruo responded and turned around, "Let's get going."

The Wuyou Palace is decorated in a magnificent style, comparable to the Crown Prince's Eastern Palace. It has everything from bridges to flowing water and pavilions. On the right is a huge riding and archery field, which is connected to the moat and underground river. Golden nanmu tables and chairs can be seen everywhere, and rare treasures are piled up like garbage.

Wherever the sedan chair passed, the palace maids and eunuchs stopped and bowed to greet her, and all those below the rank of concubine were no exception. This was enough to show the status of the three words "Princess" in the inner court, not to mention that she had been suppressed by three princes and five princesses for many years.

"It's the eldest princess." After the sedan chair went away, Zhen Feiyu stood up.

"Your Majesty favors me so much, what can you and I do?" Shen Lumei shook her head, the humiliation she experienced when she entered the palace still fresh in her mind.

"I have been in the palace for six years, and there has been no sound of a baby crying in the palace. What do you think?" Zhen Feiyu looked around and leaned close to Shen Lumei's ear, with a hint of meaning in her words.

"Don't talk nonsense." Shen Lumei raised her hand to cover Zhen Feiyu's mouth and gave her a wink.

Why wasn't there any sound of a baby crying? The Fourth Prince and the Sixth Princess weren't babies? The two subconsciously ignored it.

Emperor Cheng'an, who was resting in the Weiyang Palace, sat upright on a soft couch and watched the singing and dancing performance of the Shangyue Bureau organized by Concubine Hua Murong Xiangyi. He opened his mouth and took a grape handed to him by Concubine Hua, his eyes full of tears.

"Xiangyi, has Xiaoliu been bothering you these days? Why do you look so haggard?" He relaxed a little, looking lazy.

When that pair of charming peach blossom eyes looked over, Murong Xiangyi felt as if her whole body was covered with pink bubbles. Your Majesty is so handsome.

"How old is Xiaoliu? How dare he bother me? It's the Empress Dowager who insists on recommending some new person. It's really giving me a headache." She was so smart in her words that I wish I could give her my life to him.

"Oh?" He turned his finger on the ring. "The Fuqiang Kingdom in the north is harassing the border, and your father is constantly at war in the south. The selection of concubines will be cancelled. I will talk to Zi Tong about it. As for the Queen Mother?"

It was really difficult to deal with. Why did his father, that idiot, leave him such a difficult thing? She wasn't his mother? Why didn't he just stay in his place? What was the point of interfering in his harem?

"The Queen Mother is old and missed the late Emperor so much that she got hysterical, so she was sent to Huguo Temple," he threw away the orange in his hand and looked at Su Qin, "Princess Qin was promoted to concubine, given the title of Zhu, to accompany the Queen Mother."

Hua Fei's eyes widened. "Pearl Concubine? Pig Lung? Pig Fat? What kind of a title is this?" She almost laughed out loud.

The corner of Su Qin's mouth twitched. Your Majesty wouldn't be so mean, would he?

"Well, I'll take note of it." Fat pig? Tsk.

"As for the second princess? She has reached the age of marriage and has been granted the title of Ningsu." He hoped that the second princess would be honest and obedient. Did she think that he didn't know about her little tricks? But he just turned a blind eye to them. He was as stupid as Concubine Zhu.

"The fourth prince is granted the title of An and the fiefdom of Anying County."

"Yes." Su Qin decided that he would go in person to announce the decree this time.

After dinner, before the next day, Su Qin had already informed the six palaces, and many cups were broken in each palace at once.

Although the title is not nice, it is still a concubine position. Even the second princess has a title, Ning Su, and the younger sisters are just princesses! Not to mention that the eldest prince and the third prince are still princes, and the fourth prince was the first to be crowned king and have fiefdoms!

The hatred was played very well. Jiuli drank Xueding Hancui and listened to Meiruo's vivid story.

People in the public were praising His Majesty's mercy, for being so lenient even towards the daughter of a guilty minister. She became a tool for Emperor Cheng'an to enhance his reputation. Wasn't a position just a matter of a word from him?

"Ningsu? You want me to be peaceful and not fight?" The second princess's handkerchief was tangled up, "Why is she given the title of Yan, the eldest princess of Yan State, and I am Princess Ningsu?"

Her eyes were cold, like a poisonous snake, and when she went out, she was the cowardly and shy second princess again.

"Prince An?" The fourth prince just turned six this year and was raised in Changning Palace. "Father still likes me," he said with a smile.