The eldest princess is a captive and the abstinent official is seductive

Hearing this, Yan Qing's expression suddenly became speechless.

"Actually, even if Your Majesty wants to fill the harem, most of them will be selected from the young men of these aristocratic families. But these young men who came today are ugly, have dignified manners, or are too weak." Wen Jin's tone was gentle and calm. , "There are also some that are too stupid and carefree, and few of them are successful at all."

The young master from an aristocratic family who was originally so distinguished was now said to be worthless by the royal wife, as if he had no good qualities in his whole body.

Yan Qing glanced at it, and then looked in the direction of Meiyuan: "Who said that to fill the harem, you must choose from the young masters of the aristocratic families? Can I order the whole world to choose? Let all the men with bright faces submit their portraits first , I will slowly pick a few that I like. Even if my talents and knowledge can be kept around me, if I have enough time, it would be a pleasure to spend my time cultivating a gentle young man. "

Wen Jin stood aside and began to reach out to hook her hand again: "Your Majesty has to govern the world and is so busy with government affairs. How can he have spare time to cultivate a young master?"

Yan Qing smiled calmly: "Did you say that a few days ago? If you have children in the future, you can hire more teachers for them to train them in an all-round way. If I choose a more suitable son, I will naturally give him a child. Just pick a few teachers and train them carefully, and I will take the trouble myself. It will save you both worry and money, and it will only take a few months to make it look good.”

Wen Jin thought for a while and slowly shook his head: "You can only learn half-assed skills in a few months, whether it's talent or magnanimity."

"It doesn't matter." Yan Qing thought, "As long as you look young and good-looking, you can be forgiven for being a little weak in other aspects."

Wen Jin pursed her lips, knowing how to retort, but she thought in her heart that if there really was someone that His Majesty could catch his eye, he would definitely allow him to live long enough to successfully enter the palace.

"Your Majesty, do you want to take a look again?" Wen Jin tilted her head, her brows gentle, "Want to go for a walk in the garden?"

Yan Qing's eyes fell deep into the plum garden. Two men were standing under the plum tree, pointing to the plum blossoms on the branches and talking. They knew whether they were commenting on the nobility of the plum blossoms or wanting to write poems about them. Each of them was wearing a green robe. One person was wearing a plain long gown, and he was wearing too much, which made him look like he was not afraid of the cold.

"Who are those two people?"

Wen Jin followed her gaze and smiled faintly: "One is the legitimate son of the Minister of Rites, and the other is the grandson of the cabinet minister, Mr. Wang."

"The bones of these two people look quite different, and from a distance, they have a bookish air that cannot be ignored." Yan Qing frowned and thought, "The Ministry of Rites has been very busy recently, and Fan Shangshu is probably extremely busy."

Wen Jin nodded: "Mr. Fan of the Ministry of Rites is indeed a practical person. He doesn't have any messy thoughts. His family tradition is wrong. The Fan family has not taken any concubines, just this one son."

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows: "It's rare to hear you praise someone so much. Why are you worried that I will look at you?"

Wen Jin spoke softly: "놊worry."

Jealousy is one thing, trust is another.

Your Majesty even looks at Ji Weiyu and Lu Ming. How could he look at these young men from aristocratic families who have no characteristics at all?

"Although Your Majesty is very willing, there is a fact that can be ignored." A smile appeared on the corner of Wen Jin's mouth, and her tone sounded a little more proud, "Your Majesty's existence has already whetted your Majesty's appetite, Your Majesty 놊Maybe you can see those vulgar fans."

No matter whether it is the relationship between them for many years or the trust in each other, it is already indestructible. Any wavering is a blasphemy to each other's feelings.

"You have become more and more conceited recently." Yan Qing glanced at you, turned around and walked down the attic, "I asked you to get rid of the habit of feeling inferior, but I didn't ask you to stick your tail up."

Wen Jin turned around with her: "Your Majesty, do you think what I said is the truth?"

"You can leave your words of praise to others. If you are arrogant, you can be more humble." Yan Qing said calmly, "Only humility can make people progress. If you are too proud -"

"I know how." Wen Jin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "With Your Majesty, how can I dare to be too proud? What if Your Majesty asks me to copy the Heart Sutra fifty times?"

"Well, your words have reminded me. Let's copy "fifty" tonight to cultivate my character and suppress my recently over-inflated self-confidence."

Wen Jin's voice was gentle: "Unless Your Majesty stays with me, I will copy so much."

"Why did you copy it?" Yan Qing raised an eyebrow, "I asked you to copy it a hundred times before, and you said you would refute it once."

Wen Jin suppressed the corners of his mouth and raised them again: "One moment and another. Have you been spoiled by Your Majesty? I'm not as hardworking as before... It's all Your Majesty's fault."

"My fault?" Yan Qing's voice had a hint of danger, "Are you itchy?"

Wen Jin hummed, with a somewhat patronizing and arrogant tone: "That's true. Do you want your Majesty to punish me?"

"I'll punish you to sit in front of the wall and meditate for a month. Except for one meal a day, you are not allowed to see anyone at that time. You can only stay in the library and copy books." Yan Qing snorted coldly, "Do you really think I cured you? "

Wen Jin pursed her lips and finally restrained her proud tail: "I dare you, Your Majesty can cure it, and it will always be cured."

A smile flashed across Yan Qing's eyes, and she looked up at the white clouds on the horizon, feeling very comfortable.