The end of the world begins with the king

Chapter 930: Concubine Selection 3
As night fell, the Qian'an Palace was ablaze with lights.

After reading the memorabilia for a whole day, Emperor Tai'an Zhao Yongcheng's eyes ached, he put down what he was doing, leaned on the couch and closed his eyes to rest.

After being the emperor for so many years, Zhao Yongcheng understands that there are endless things to do, and the most important thing is to take care of his health.

As he got older, Zhao Yongcheng felt more and more powerless in reviewing the memorials, and he was even more exhausted fighting the officials.

Because of this, under the circumstances of internal and external troubles in the court and the joint protest of all the ministers, he had to extinguish his heart of Yi Chu.

"Have you sent all the imperial edicts for concubine selection?"

The chief executive, Chen Changhe, stood beside him, and upon hearing this, he immediately replied: "Report to the emperor, and send them all over!"

"What's Lin Guanhai's reaction?" Zhao Yongcheng opened his eyes and asked.

After serving the emperor for so many years, Chen Changhe has a good understanding of his master's thoughts, and he has prepared for this question in advance.

"Reporting to the Emperor, according to those who inquired about the news, after the imperial decree was read out, Lin Guanhai showed sadness and hesitated before accepting the decree!"

Zhao Yongcheng smiled and said, "Hesitating again and again? I'm afraid there is still something going on inside!"

"Your Majesty, there are indeed some things to do!"

Since the emperor wanted to hear it, Chen Changhe simply explained it in detail.

Even though he couldn't see Lin Guanhai slumped in person, Zhao Yongcheng was still very happy at the moment, and even the fatigue on his body disappeared a lot.

Just as Chen Changhe was laughing with him, he heard Zhao Yongcheng suddenly ask: "You said that I did this...is it not kind?"

Good guy, this is a proposition, if you answer it wrong, you will be doomed.

Chen Changhe immediately replied: "It is their blessing that the daughters of the Lin family can serve His Highness because of the marriage bestowed upon them by the Emperor!"

"Old man, you have a clever mouth!"

"Without such ability, how can a servant serve the emperor!" Chen Changhe half-jokingly said.

After decades of master-servant relationship, it is normal to make small jokes from time to time.

"When it comes to conferring the king, and the big wedding, you have to let people watch more, and don't make any mistakes!"

Chen Changhe suppressed his smile, and replied: "Servant, servant!"

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In the 24th year of Tai'an, on February 25, the imperial court held a grand ceremony, and the nine sons of the emperor were canonized as King Yong.

In the early morning of February 26, officials from the Ministry of Rites led a pick-up team and appeared outside the gate of Huangfu.

Inside the Huang Mansion, male and female relatives, as well as servants, all came out of the main hall at this moment, with joy on their faces.

Today, the Huang family married their daughter, and they married the prince of the current dynasty. Although they were only to be side concubines, it was considered a good marriage.

But like all scholar-bureaucrat officials, Huang Wanan still has some grudges about his daughter becoming a side concubine.

Of course, it's just a grudge, since King Yong is a dignified prince, and it's definitely not a grievance for his daughter to be a side concubine.

But when he thought of raising his daughter so hard and never seeing each other again, Huang Wan'an felt uncomfortable again.

Seeing that the master is depressed, the family members are not surprised, because they all know that the master is reluctant to part with his daughter.

And in the boudoir, Huang Rongrong was already dressed in Xia and wearing a phoenix crown, listening to her mother's teachings in tears.

"When I go to the palace in the future, it will be different from my family..."

"Everything must be well-behaved and reasonable, and you must not laugh or make noise, otherwise you will only hate your husband and make life difficult..."

"You are a side concubine, you must know your status, and don't steal the limelight from the concubine..."

Huang Xu said these words many times in recent days, but she mentioned them again at this last moment.

The daughter is arrogant and bluffing, she rarely has a ladylike demeanor, so how can she not worry about it, this is all a fault of pampering.

She had also persuaded Huang Wan'an before that she had to think about her daughter's long-term interests and not to be pampered blindly.

However, Huang Wan'an plausibly said that he is a dignified minister of the Ministry of Industry, and his daughter will not worry about marrying in the future, and she will never be bullied.

But who knew, the emperor came with an imperial decree, and their daughter became the side concubine of King Yong.

The husband and wife were also very curious why the emperor chose his daughter, which was really inappropriate.

How did they know that among the aristocratic daughters in the capital, there are only a few who are of the right age. If other people don't want to marry their daughters, they will naturally run away from each other.

Although Huang Wan'an was the minister of the Ministry of Industry, he didn't notice these tricks, and then his family was selected.

"Ma'am, the people from the Ministry of Rituals have arrived, it's time for Miss to leave!"

Hearing this, the room was full of weeping and tears, but in the end people still had to leave.

Being helped to the front yard, everyone saluted Huang Rongrong, including Huang Wanan, the father.

Even if she is only the side concubine of the vassal king, her status is detached.

After everyone was defeated, Huang Rongrong bid farewell to her parents again.

Drum music sounded, Huang Rongrong was helped into the sedan chair amidst such a great momentum, and then left the gate of Huang's mansion.

Leaving her familiar home and about to be carried to a strange place, Huang Rongrong felt only apprehensive.

What will your future husband look like?Will it be an ugly monster?Will you have a bad temper?Will it...

While thinking wildly, time passed the fastest, about half an hour later, Huang Rongrong arrived at the destination.

After getting off the bridal sedan chair, no husband came to greet her, only a group of maids and eunuchs.

"My lady, please..."

Covered with a hipa, Huang Rongrong was supported by a female official, brought into a palace, and sat on the big red wedding bed.

"Your Majesty, wait a moment, Your Highness will be here soon!"

Huang Rongrong nodded slightly, and he was even more disturbed when he heard this.

But this time, it was night after wearing it, and she almost fell asleep in the middle.

At this time, Zhao Yanxun was sitting in Lin Jingyu's room, and the two chatted together for an afternoon.

Zhao Yanxun was not interested in poetry at first, but after talking with Lin Jingyu for a while, he also tasted something, so much so that he forgot the time.

"Aifei, I have to go see another one, it's really..."

Although she was reluctant to marry, but now it is a foregone conclusion, and this husband seems to be okay, Lin Jingyu naturally accepted the reality.

It can't be said that there is a good relationship, but it can be cultivated slowly later.

"Your Highness, let's go!" Lin Jingyu smiled slightly.

"Aifei has the talent to sing Xu, let's communicate slowly in the future!"

After saying this, although Zhao Yanxun was reluctant, he still left.

At first he was against the matter of choosing a concubine, but now he just wants to say "really fragrant".

I don't know what the other side concubine looks like.

"Miss, someone is here!"

Huang Rongrong, who was already extremely tired, could only support her body and let herself sit upright.

After a while, Zhao Yanxun walked into the room and saw Huang Rongrong sitting dignifiedly.

Picking up the happy name on the side, Zhao Yanxun walked up to Huang Rongrong, and slowly raised the happy handkerchief on her head.

Then, a beautiful and curious face appeared in front of his eyes.

Sure enough, I did not disappoint myself...

Obviously, what I said to the cheap mother really worked, and the princesses I chose were all beauties.

At this moment, Zhao Yanxun heard a "cuckoo" sound, and then he looked at Huang Rongrong's stomach.

Huang Rongrong's face was flushed, she raised her head slightly and said shyly, "My lord, my lord, I'm hungry..."

Zhao Yanxun was stunned for a moment.

(End of this chapter)