The national teacher is making trouble again

National Division-1

Chen and Di were sitting on the dragon chair, their eyes were slightly closed, and their thin lips were lightly pursed.

Lengthy rhetoric came out one after another from the mouths of veteran ministers, and the translations were all "choose concubine, choose concubine, choose concubine".

Damn it.

When my father stood in the court, no one dared to choose a concubine.

Chen and Di patiently listened to some earnest speeches, raised their hands and rubbed their foreheads: "We will discuss this matter later. The national teacher said that it is not suitable for me to marry a wife if I am under 24."

The Minister of Rites, who was about to retire just now, refused to accept his account. Hearing the words, he cupped his hands and tried to persuade: "Your Majesty, you can put it off after standing, but the matter of choosing a concubine should also be put on the agenda..."

Chen and Emperor: "..."

Chen and Di looked hopeless.He shouldn't say it's not suitable to marry a wife, he should say he can't break his body.

At this moment, the eunuch outside the palace summoned Chen Hedi loudly: "Guo-teacher-student-see-!"

Chen and Di stood up from the dragon chair in a jiffy, and when they saw the tall figure walking into the hall with the backlight, they almost burst into tears: "Aiqing! You've come!" I was almost annoyed to death!

The Minister of Rites almost bit his tongue.

Listen, listen, the emperor is not calling "Ai Qing", I'm afraid it's not "Ai Fei".

Minister of Rites silently bowed and retreated to his seat.

The arrival of the national teacher also means that the issue of "choosing concubines" has been temporarily exposed.

Chen and Di have good tempers. They sat on the dragon chair when they were ignorant at the age of eight. They were almost brought up by the national teacher. As a result, they are still listening to the national teacher when they are obviously weak; In the court, the entire court is just like the national teacher has the final say.

As the national teacher on the surface and the real regent, Yan Jiang stepped into the room, regardless of those hostile eyes that seemed to be real, bowed and saluted without humility: "My minister, see the emperor."

Chen and Di almost couldn't hold back and walked down, raised their knees and held them, and hurriedly said: "Ai Qing is flat."

Yan Jiang laughed secretly, thinking that this little guy might be persuaded to choose a concubine again.

Flicking his sleeves, Yan Jiang raised his chin slightly and casually said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Then, without hesitation, he walked to the side of the dragon chair.

Chen and Di breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good that Yanjiang is here, and then he just needs to show no brains and rely on it, and keep saying "listen to Ai Qing, listen to Ai Qing" and "listen to Ai Qing".

As usual, civil servants and military generals reported some trivial affairs, except for slightly more important discussions, and the rest were all decided by Yanjiang.

Chen and Di laughed like fools on the dragon chair: "Ai Qing is right."

Everyone in the court felt that the little emperor's brain was worrying, and the country was also worrying.

If it weren't for Yanjiang not reaching out to the throne for 12 years, and still making great efforts to cultivate the heirs of the offspring, the courtiers would have risen up to rule the country.

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After a lot of tossing, finally the court was over, Chen and Emperor went back to the dormitory with airs on their backs, and saw the national teacher who had been guarding the room early.

Yan Jiang heard the sound of the little emperor entering the house, put away the memorials that had been sorted out, turned around, and caught the young man who rushed over.

Touching the little emperor's lips affectionately, Yan Jiang smiled: "Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

"Aiqing, what's your name?" Chen and Di, Chen Zhanxiao nimbly put their legs on Yanjiang's body, raised their heads and bumped Yanjiang's forehead, "They all urged me to choose a concubine, but you didn't say anything. "

Yan Jiang supported the little emperor's waist and buttocks, hugged him firmly, lowered his head and took a small bite on his lips: "How do you say that? How about I give them a jar of vinegar tomorrow when they go to court, Give them a bath at night to get rid of the bad smell."

Chen Zhanxiao couldn't help laughing out loud: "That's a good idea." I'm afraid the vinegar jar will become more and more sour.

Then he complained in a low voice: "They were so pedantic when my father was here, and they are still like this now."

Yan Jiang walked to the back of the desk and sat down, let Chen Zhanxiao sit on his lap, raised his hand to remove the little emperor's hair crown, and said slowly: "Don't be angry with them...Since ancient times, emperors Choosing a concubine to stabilize the court is the norm. The first emperor married the empress dowager alone, which is already an exception among exceptions. You have been on the throne for 12 years, and now you are already weak... If you don’t touch a single woman, they will inevitably feel uneasy."

"You're the only one who thinks clearly," Chen Zhanxiao muttered angrily, "Just listening to it, I thought you didn't mind my choosing a concubine."

Yan Jiang's eyes were dark, and he tilted his head to hold the little emperor's earlobe, and murmured: "Do you mind? Qinghe, I'm going crazy about it."

Chen Zhanxiao was shocked: "..."

Yan Tinghan, you are a beast that is in heat during the day.

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In order to fill the rhythm of the old dog next door... I took the old rascal Yan Tinghan out for a walk.

This is probably a biscuit where two peppies broke their legs together, sprinkling sugar in bits and pieces~