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Who would have thought that when the court was about to end, Xu Fuzheng from the Ministry of Clan Affairs was the first to bring it up, and some officials echoed it, once again wanting to fill his Eastern Palace with women. They even put pressure on the emperor by saying that he was old but still had only three princes, demanding that this year's selection be resumed as soon as possible to enrich the harem.

Some officials even dared to advise His Majesty to treat all concubines equally, so that the few concubines he had could have children for the royal family as soon as possible.

These old ministers spoke in high-sounding terms, and every word they said was for the benefit of the royal heirs.

As for Xu Zize, these old men were not so polite. They simply accused him of sinning for not taking concubines and not having children. They wanted him to confess his sins immediately at the imperial mausoleum, and then, upon his return, they would force all the women of marriageable age into his bed. Their words were so fierce that it seemed as if the prince was being unfilial for not taking concubines.

Xu Zize was extremely angry. He argued that he had said before that he would let the people of the northern border and the south of the Yangtze River live and work in peace and contentment, and only then would he consider his personal marriage. However, he only received the support and praise of a few officials, and the effect was very limited.

He stood in the Golden Palace, his face ashen and his knuckles white as he held the jade sceptre.

When the old palace minister and the left prime minister once again forced him to hold a beauty contest, asking him to marry at least two concubines this year, and even hinted at his concern that the crown prince would also have few children, Xu Zize finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Xu Zize was furious! The veins on his neck bulged.

"It seems some officials have too little to do on a daily basis," he said, looking at the officials behind him, his voice as cold as ice. "No wonder some officials are inactive. Perhaps they can't even handle the issues in their own backyards!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the court fell silent. Only the emperor sitting behind him nodded slightly, thinking that the boy was teachable.

Xu Zize glared at Xu Qian again, the old fellow from the clan office, and said in a stern voice: "I heard that the Xu family took in two concubines before the New Year. There must be more than a dozen of them in total, right? Can you handle it?" Xu Qian's face turned pale immediately, and beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead.

Although they were of the same royal blood and had the same ancestors, Xu Zize was not polite to him and his words were full of sarcasm.

Then he glared at Zhou Xiang, who had shrank his head after hearing this, and said, "I heard that Zhou Xiang paid a lot of bribes. I saw slap marks on your face when you went to court a few days ago. Is this the tigress at home?" Zhou Xiang wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. He took two steps back and hid in the crowd.

The two men frowned and lowered their heads, not daring to speak again. At this moment, the officials who had just been arguing with reason all became cowards, trying to reduce their presence. No one dared to say a word.

The court, which had been bustling just moments before, was now so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. His Majesty's feet, unseen by others, swung leisurely, a look of immense contentment.

"Do all the men in your family take concubines first and then marry wives? And they let the concubines give birth to sons first, and then directly marry the legitimate wife who has not yet married into the family?"

His voice was so sonorous and powerful that it echoed throughout the hall. "What kind of rule is this? Where have the laws of my Daqing Dynasty gone? You should stand up and ask His Majesty to grant you a plaque and have it hung directly on the gate of your mansion." Xu Zize's voice echoed in the hall, and every word was heartbreaking.

These words finally stopped the officials who were about to make a move. They were afraid that if they said one more word, it would cause such trouble. Not only would they be cursed by the people after getting such a bad reputation, but it would also make it difficult for men and women in their family to get married.

The ministers looked at each other, and no one dared to be the first to speak out.

Some officials have assessed the situation and have come forward to support the proposal. They all believe that this matter cannot be rushed and are in favor of the prince marrying a concubine first and then taking a concubine.

However, some people still suggested that the Crown Princess should be married immediately after she reached the age of marriage. This compromise proposal finally eased the tense atmosphere a little, and Xu Zize stopped arguing, knowing that some things should not be raised at this time, and it would be useless to raise them.

"If you're thinking about the royal heirs, then there's no need for that." Finally, after suppressing the man, Xu Zize finally let go of the stone in his heart, but after thinking about it, he said a few more words.

He looked around at his ministers and softened his tone slightly.

"It is said that a daughter resembles her mother. The future Crown Princess has a heroic mother who gave birth to three children in one pregnancy. Why should this Crown Prince worry about not having a son? Two children will probably be enough." He said this with confidence, but the ministers below could not help but laugh.

If his girl heard this, he would probably have to coax her for a long time, but Xu Zize didn't care. Suddenly thinking of his girl's possible angry look, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised slightly.

He had already promised Xi'er that he and Xi'er would be together for the rest of their lives, and he would never break his promise. This was his most solemn promise to her, and also the most resolute choice he had made in his life.

Besides..., he suddenly thought of his future father-in-law still standing downstairs, and he didn't know what expression he would have after hearing these words, so he couldn't help but touch his nose guiltily.

Looking up, I saw Lord Xu Dingchun with his head lowered, his shoulders slightly heaving. I couldn't tell if he was trying to hold back a laugh or was angry.

Xu Zize secretly groaned in his heart. Now he had said such reckless words in front of his future father-in-law. He didn't know how to make amends later. He was afraid that even his future mother-in-law would not let him go.

Jing Chunxi, who was anxiously waiting for him to have breakfast in the attic, suddenly sneezed several times in succession.

Looking at the warm house from the floor heating, then looking at the princess, Sugar Frost blurted out, "I wonder who is talking about the princess."

After the court session, Xu Zize rode his horse at full speed all the way back. After passing the Moon Gate, he saw Jing Chunxi directing people to prune flowers in the courtyard from afar, and then he slowed down his pace.

In the dim morning light, she was wearing a light pink skirt and a simple jade hairpin in her hair, but she was more charming than the most beautiful peony in the imperial garden.

They walked into the dining hall together, and sure enough, the maid greeted him with a smile. It seemed that his future father-in-law had not had time to inform him yet.

As she served him the food, her fingertips brushed against the back of his hand, the warm touch warming his heart. On the table were his favorite crab roe soup dumplings and sweet osmanthus lotus root, which she had probably specially ordered the kitchen to prepare.

"Brother Dalang is worried he won't make it, and he said he'll be leaving for Lingnan on the tenth day of the second month. I have to go over there for a few days," Jing Chunxi said in a negotiating tone, adding with concern, "Brother Xiaokang, remember to eat well."

As she spoke, she poured him a bowl of millet porridge, her eyes full of tenderness. During this period, as long as he didn't have to go out of town for something, he would always have one or two meals a day with her. It had become a habit.

Just a simple word of concern was enough to make Xu Zize feel very happy. He gently stroked her hair and replied in a gentle voice, "Brother Xiaokang won't be here these few days. But Xi'er must remember to take her medicine every day."

Seeing Jing Chunxi frown immediately, he changed his tone and said, "Brother Xiaokang is also familiar with cousin Dalang. Xier, find out the date of the ceremony and then have Uncle San tell me. Then go with Xier to have dinner."

He noticed that she had specially styled her hair in his favorite style today, and even pinned the white jade hairpin he had given her last month in her hair, and he felt happy again.

This means treating my grandparents as family members!

Upon hearing this, Jing Chunxi smiled and pursed his lips, showing the shy look that he liked.

Xu Zize couldn't help but gently stroke her thin lips with his fingertips. The touch was as soft as a newly opened petal. She turned her face away in shame, but her ears were quietly stained with a crimson.