Quickly wear "I am the empress"

After Mrs. Zhang gave birth to the fourth princess, Zhao Zhen began to draft girls.

He thought, no matter what, he must have a son.

Seeing that Zhao Zhen was so anxious, Queen Cao tried to persuade him several times, but in the end they all failed.

Zhiyu is untouchable every day, either asking for money from Zhao Zhen or going to Di Qing's house to practice martial arts.

After the Di brothers repaired their house on the outskirts of the city, she began to leave early in the morning and come back late in the evening to personally look for a suitable wife in the capital.

She wanted to become emperor in the Song Dynasty, and the court of the Song Dynasty would definitely be bloodbathed in the future.

She had to take advantage of the opportunity to cultivate her confidants so that someone could fill the vacancies in the court.

Zhiyu left the palace every morning and came back at night. As time went by, Miao Zhaorong naturally attracted Miao Zhaorong's attention.

One day, when Zhiyu came back, Miao Zhaorong took her to the bedroom and asked in a gentle voice: "An'er, why do you go out early and come back late during this time?"

"Don't you only need three hours to practice martial arts in Lord Di's house?"

Zhiyu pulled Miao Zhaorong to sit down and said with a smile: "Sister, I came back so late because I have something to do."

Seeing that Zhiyu was serious, Miao Zhaorong couldn't help laughing, "What do you have to do?"

Zhiyu shook his head, "You can't tell your sister this, it needs to be kept secret."

Hearing this, Miao Zhaorong touched Zhiyu's head and smiled softly: "You go out for so long every day, have you ever asked your father for permission?"

Zhiyu shook his head, "Dad is busy with the draft and has no time to care about me."

"But sister, don't worry, dad sent someone to protect me."

When Jian Zhiyu mentioned the draft, Miao Zhaorong sighed with a complicated expression. The officials were really concerned about the draft this year.

I just feel sorry for Madam Zhang, I am afraid she will shed tears every day...

Seeing that Miao Zhaorong was silent for a long time, Zhiyu raised his hand and waved it in front of her: "Sister, what are you thinking about?"

Miao Zhaorong shook his head when he heard this, "It's nothing. I will send someone to find your father later and ask him to find you a wife as soon as possible."

"You are a princess. You must be able to read and write, but you can't just learn martial arts."

Hearing this, Zhiyu nodded indifferently and pulled Miao Zhaorong to come up with other ideas.

"Sister, do you still have any money on you?"

Miao Zhaorong frowned, "Silver?"

"Didn't I give it to you every day?"

Zhiyu shook his head, "Sister, what you give me every day is not enough."

Hearing this, Miao Zhaorong glanced at Zhiyu with some suspicion, "Although I haven't left the palace for a long time, I know the prices outside the palace."

"The money I give you every day is enough for you to buy a lot of things."

Zhiyu pouted, "But, I want to open a shop."

"The money given by my sister is not enough."

Hearing this, Miao Zhaorong was a little suspicious: "Open a shop?"

"An'er, you are a royal princess, how can you practice the art of a merchant..."

"Besides, you are only six years old, how can you open a shop?"

Zhiyu took Miao Zhaorong's hand and shook it: "Sister, I see that others are also doing it, and I want to do it too."

Miao Zhaorong shook his head helplessly: "You are still young and don't even understand what a shop is. How can you open one?"

"You, just study with peace of mind. My sister is saving all her money for An'er's future dowry."

Seeing that Miao Zhaorong refused to let go, Zhiyu had no choice but to pull her sleeve and say: "Sister, give me the money, and I will use it to open a shop for them."

"In this way, if they make money, they will share it with me."

"An'er, who are they?"

"Sister Di, she manages many shops by herself now. I heard she can make money."

"I also want to make money."

Miao Zhaorong burst out laughing when he heard this, "The reason your sister from the Di family is running the shop is because she wants to learn how to run a business."

"You are a princess. Someone will do this for you in the future, and you will be happy every day."

"But I also want to open a shop and make money."

"When I make money, I will buy nice clothes for my sister so that she can look beautiful every day."

Hearing what Zhiyu said, Miao Zhaorong felt extremely soft-hearted.

"Okay, since you want money, I will give you more tomorrow."

"It's getting late, you should go and rest early."

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By the time Zhao Zhen was done with the talent show, two months had passed.

Seeing Zhiyu who had become much taller and stronger, Zhao Zhen later realized that he had paid too little attention to his daughter in the past few months.

Although he wanted a son, he now had two daughters, and he naturally loved them.

"An'er, how is your studies going during this time?"

Wen Zhiyu looked at the book in front of Zhao Zhen, "Dad, do you want me to read it to you?"

Zhao Zhen shook his head helplessly when he heard this, "That's not necessary."

"oh. "

"I think it's not bad. I listen to two masters every day and listen to the old man's lectures in the evening. My studies should be okay."

Zhao Zhen nodded when he heard this, "What lessons is this old man teaching you now?"

"The way of the emperor."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhen's eyes widened in disbelief, "What? The way of the emperor?"

Seeing Zhao Zhen making a fuss, Zhiyu glanced at him with some disgust, "Dad, as an emperor, you cannot show your emotions and let others see your thoughts clearly."

Zhao Zhen: "............"

"An'er, is this old man really teaching you the ways of an emperor?"

Zhiyu nodded, "Yes."

"The lessons he teaches are different every day. Yesterday he just talked about the way of the emperor."

Looking at the girl in front of him who was only as tall as his legs, Zhao Zhen was in a daze.

The immortal came into his dream and taught An'er the way of the emperor...

Does this mean that he is really destined to be childless in this life?

And An'er is the next emperor chosen by the gods?

After realizing what he was thinking, Zhao Zhen quickly came back to his senses.

How could he have such an idea? Since ancient times, in addition to Emperor Wu, there have been stories of women becoming emperors.

Although An'er was his daughter, if An'er wanted to become emperor, it would be even harder than ascending to heaven.

It is impossible for anyone among the civil, military and royal family members of the Manchu Dynasty to support An'er as emperor...

But immortal, why do you want to teach An'er the way of the emperor?

What does the so-called Chinese catastrophe refer to?

Is it the Khitan invasion, Dali, or Xixia...

"Dad, if you are okay, I will leave first."

Seeing that Zhao Zhen had been immersed in his own world and didn't speak for a long time, Zhiyu couldn't help but remind him.

After hearing Zhiyu's words, Zhao Zhen retracted his thoughts and sighed with complicated emotions: "I have sent someone to ask for leave from your wife."

"The royal family members are playing polo today, I'll take you to see them."

With that said, Zhao Zhen ordered people to go to the harem to call Madam Zhang, and then he took Zhiyu and Madam Zhang to Jinming Pond in such a swaggering manner.

After taking a look at the loving two people in front of him, Zhiyu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

On a day like this, it would be fine if Zhao Zhen didn't bring the queen, and he even brought Lady Zhang with him.

I don’t know what he was thinking, whether he wanted people to impeach him, or whether he wanted to bring hatred to Madam Zhang.