The lucky man is the one who has no offspring, and the pregnant waist is spoiled like crazy

According to Tianqi law, concubines must have their status determined when they enter the palace, or at the very least, after serving the emperor in bed.

Shen Ziming pondered for a while.

Although the position of queen in the harem has been vacant for a long time, this position can only belong to his Aning.

The positions of the four concubines are all occupied. If there are any lower positions as imperial concubines, it is inevitable that they will not be worthy of this face that looks so much like Aning.

For a moment, there was no suitable position for Jiang Zheng.

As soon as Shen Ziming turned around, the sachet in his arms fell out. He stroked the sachet in his hand, looked at the familiar sunflowers, and thought to himself: "I like sunflowers just like Aning, is this... a coincidence?"

Shen Ziming was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "Pingchuan, take people to clean up the Zichen Palace behind the Qianzheng Palace in the next few days, and then let Jiang Zheng move in. As for the next few days... let her live in the Qianzheng Palace first."

In the harem, only Concubine Ming had seen Aning. If she saw this face, who knows how much of a commotion it would cause. It would be safer for him to live in the Zichen Palace which was closest to him.

"Slave, let's do it now."

Pingchuan had even more respect for this South Vietnamese princess in his heart.

Zichen Palace?

How could it be the Zichen Palace?

In the harem, from the queen to the four concubines, everyone has a fixed palace. This has been the case from ancient times to the present, and it has never changed.

But the Zichen Palace behind the Qianzheng Hall is an exception.

That was a palace specially built by the founding emperor of Tianqi for his beloved woman who could not become the empress. Her title was "Chen", ranking first among the four concubines, even the imperial concubine who was once favored by the emperor could not compare to her.

Since the death of Concubine Chen, the palace has been vacant for a long time and no one has lived in it.

But now, His Majesty has allowed the Princess of Nanyue to live there. Is there going to be a second "Concubine Chen" in Tianqi?

What's more, what is Qianzheng Hall? It is the bedroom of the emperors of all dynasties. Except for the empress, no concubine can stay here. But the Princess of Nanyue can not only stay overnight, but also stay for several days in a row until the Purple Palace is ready.

Your Majesty, you are giving the Princess of Nanyue the treatment of a favorite concubine, while also implicitly giving her the privileges of a queen.

This Princess of South Vietnam should not be underestimated.

"Let's go." Shen Ziming took another look at the sleeping Jiang Zheng, then lowered the curtain and walked out.

There was the familiar noise in the court. The censor, seizing the fact that Shen Ziming had no descendants, began to write a letter to the emperor asking him to expand his harem and continue his family line.

Shen Ziming pretended not to hear anything and instead concentrated on playing with the sachet in his hand, as if he couldn't get enough of looking at it.

Prime Minister Ming raised his head to glance at the emperor who was as still as a mountain, then saw the sachet in the other's hand, and felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart.

Your Majesty has a new person?

He winked at someone behind him, and that person immediately stepped forward.

"Your Majesty, I have something to report."

"explain."

"Your Majesty, it's fine if you don't want to expand the harem, but... the position of queen has been vacant for a long time, and the palace is uncertain, which will inevitably make people panic. Your Majesty, please select a high-ranking concubine to move into the palace as soon as possible."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire court fell into an eerie silence.

Pingchuan knew the inside story and couldn't help swallowing.

These censors are really fed up with their lives. They even dare to mention the position of empress!

The hall was as quiet as a chicken. Shen Ziming's cold laugh broke the silence, causing the censor at the steps to break out in a cold sweat.

"What? Censor Su is interested in my position as empress?" Shen Ziming narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a cold voice: "How about... I take Censor Su into the palace so that you and your daughter can call each other sisters?"

This Censor Su was Concubine Su’s father.

"Your Majesty, I dare not! You are joking!" Censor Su immediately knelt down and pleaded guilty, his face full of panic.

If His Majesty really did this, he would be too ashamed to face the elders of the Su family.

"If you don't want to, why are you so eager for the position of Empress? Could it be that Censor Su thinks that your daughter, Concubine Su, is qualified to be Empress, or... are you pleading for someone else?"

Shen Ziming looked at Prime Minister Ming, the head of the civil officials, with a half-smile, his eyes full of mockery.

Censor Su was the vanguard of Prime Minister Ming. Naturally, he was instructed by Prime Minister Ming this time, and his target was naturally Prime Minister Ming's daughter, Concubine Ming, who was deep in the palace.

"Your Majesty! My heart is devoted to Your Majesty and the country! I have absolutely no selfish motives at all!" How could Censor Su admit it? Otherwise, the accusation of forming a clique for personal gain would cost him his life.

"For me? For the country?" Shen Ziming sneered, "The officials in Jiangzhou have enriched themselves and the ground is full of starving people. As an imperial censor, you did not report to impeach them, but instead stared at my harem! Is this your loyalty?"

"Your Majesty, calm down!"

Shen Ziming was obviously angry, and no one dared to touch the tiger's butt at this critical juncture.

"Enough! Whether it is the position of the Empress or the heir of the royal family, you are not allowed to shout in the main hall. If you are dissatisfied, retire and return home as soon as possible!" Shen Ziming's rare good mood was completely ruined by a group of senior officials. "Since Censor Su is not clear about his responsibilities, he should wake up."

"Take him away! Beat him with a hundred sticks! Contemplate your mistakes behind closed doors, and do not attend court without permission!"

"promise!"

Before Censor Su could react, he was pulled down by the guards and a heavy board fell on him. The entire hall was filled with Censor Su's screams.

After listening for a while, Shen Ziming turned away, leaving Prime Minister Ming looking at Censor Su being punished in the courtyard with an unclear expression.

Jiang Zheng woke up slowly, and the seat beside her was empty.

It seems that Shen Ziming has already gone to court.

She slowly stood up, and the maid waiting outside heard the noise and asked hurriedly, "Your Highness, are you going to get up?"

"Yes." Jiang Zheng lifted the quilt and slowly sat up.

"Then let someone come in and help the princess wash up."

The palace maid outside the curtain was about to lift it when she heard the sound, but Jiang Zheng reacted quickly and pulled a veil to cover her face.

"Princess?" the maid called tentatively.

"It's okay, just put your things down and go out. I can wash myself and don't need anyone to help me." Jiang Zheng covered her veil tightly and huddled in the corner of the bed, looking timid and cowardly.

The maid was silent for a moment, then bowed and left. "Then we will take our leave. If the princess needs anything, please call us."

Jiang Zheng nodded.

The moment the bed curtain was drawn, the panic on Jiang Zheng's face disappeared, and she took off her veil slowly.

"Have they all left?" Jiang Zheng asked.

[They all left, but one of them was still peeking through the crack of the door.]

Jiang Zheng smiled and said, "I'll create a fantasy for her later. I don't want the fact that I'm not good enough to be known so soon."

[How did you know that something was wrong with her? I didn't warn you.]

Jiang Zheng smiled, "She was too impatient. Before I made a move, she opened the curtain first and stared straight at my face. Her real intention was not to drink."

She got out of bed, walked towards the prepared utensils, wet a towel and wiped her face bit by bit.

The palace maid hid outside the door and saw the lower half of Jiang Zheng's face covered with blood blisters through the tiny crack in the door. A smug smile appeared at the corner of her lips, and she slipped out of the Qianzheng Hall while no one was paying attention.

"Brother Tong, help me keep an eye on who she's meeting."

【it is good. 】