Chapter 70 The Cowardly Beast

At the end of the fourteenth year of Taiping, on a snowy night, there was good news from the Fenggui Palace, and the Empress got another prince. New members have been added to the royal family...

In the winter of this year, Lan Guijun gave birth to a baby boy. The Empress was very happy and named the fifth prince: Long Ke, nickname: Yu Lan.

After all, I still didn't look forward to my daughter. Qing Yi was a little frustrated and knew very well... He has five children in a row. Next year, I really don't want to choose Xiulang... I can't bear to toss four more noble kings!

"Feng Tian Cheng Yun, the Empress called. In the 14th year of Taiping, Feng Gui's national election, and the folk marriage was suspended. All children aged between the ages of 13 and 18 who are dignified and have no disabilities will be selected. Departure on the same day"

As soon as Wang Bang was issued, the men in the boudoirs of almost all phoenix's families couldn't wait to recruit officials. That's it. Feng Gui's first big draft kicked off...

As soon as the news of the draft picker's list was released, it was conveyed to the ears of every son in the Taoist capital in the fastest time, and everyone in the palace was very happy. Except for Fu Guijun and Rong Kui Guijun who were a little reluctant, the other two nobles did not have any special expression.

As for the Empress Qingyi, although she attaches some importance to the general election on the surface, she is still a little reluctant. On the one, the general election is really a waste of time, and on the other, even if you choose at least ten people to enter the palace, you will be very embarrassed!

Since the beginning of the general election, it has been carried out one by one from cities, towns and states (levels one by one). When all the places are determined, it will be the summer solstice of 15 years.

There are also many famous children who have been selected into the royal city! When the waiter took the draft book to the Empress, Qingyi was really shocked by the long silk book! This name... At least there are 80 and more than 100!

Under pressure, after the last deliberation, the Empress selected 40 Xiulang from among them, and the others returned home. For this toss, more than a month has passed. In the end, the 40 Xiulang left behind were divided into four palaces of 'spring, summer, autumn and winter'. Every ten Xiulang had two maids to manage and were responsible for the rules.

On a summer night, Qing Yi was still sitting in the political hall and reading the memorial. Although there is no major event in the country, there are still a lot of trivial things, and there are every day! Only after waiting for the waiter's reminder, Qing Yi knew that the night was late...

"Emperor, what's the trend of the phoenix tonight?"

"..." Qingyi did not hesitate to say 'Huilan Palace', but he suddenly remembered that Zhiyan had just finished production and it was not convenient for him to go. The other three people... always feel a little embarrassed.

"Emperor, those new waiters can be sealed and served in three days."

"...I'll be in Weiyang Palace tonight. Don't bother you." Qingyi has a headache. Why does even an attendant feel that he can't wait for it? Are you in such a hurry?

"Yes, Emperor." The man retreated, and Qing Yi sighed and put the written manuscript aside. Thinking about the selection and division of the service.

There are eight grades set by myself and my father: three talents; three princes and two waiters; and the rest are all servants of the ninth grade.

No matter how you choose, how you choose... It seems that your initiative is no longer in your hands. This is one of the reasons why Qingyi doesn't like this matter. It seems that he is breeding livestock... He can't be independent at all!

If you can't give birth to a princess, the general election will be held once every three years! This situation is not good at all! Qingyi's heart was roaring and shouting.

It's getting late. If I don't go to bed, I won't get up tomorrow. Qingyi calmed down and returned to the inner hall of Weiyang Palace... sighed alone.

The next day, everything went on as usual. The empress went to court and accepted the worship of officials... to deal with various national affairs; the princes took classes, the princes taught one by one, and the princes learned it; the nobles did not eat tea and go to the garden slowly. Did they get together to eat snack and talk about something...

In the palace, which should have been calm, a small situation finally happened in the afternoon. After the class, the princes made an appointment to play together, but in the middle of the game, a prince disappeared! I don't know where I'm going...

"Xiao Zhen~~~~"

"Azhen~~~" The three princes were very anxious, because the youngest prince Zhen didn't know where to go in the process of playing the game. Looking for more than half a sincere, the three older brothers began to worry. Among them, Wang Zizhen was the youngest. In case something happened, they did not dare to take responsibility.

More than a dozen attendants and maids looked for it together, but when it was getting late, they never found Wang Zizhen, which made the three princes very anxious.

While hesitating, Wang Zijun suddenly saw his father, Rong Kui's father and Fu Guijun coming towards him with a smile, and he was inevitably a little panicked. He knew that his fathers were going to Yuzhen Palace to find Yufu...

"Don't panic, I'll talk to my father." Wang Zirui patted his brother on the shoulder and ran to his father first.

Father! ~~~”

"Rui'er? ...You..." Just when Binghu was still wondering why these children were gathered here, he heard Zhiyan ask, "Isn't the class over?" What are you all doing here? Juner, what do you say?

"Father...Father...we..." Wang Zijun was also a little difficult to talk, just because he didn't know how to tell a lie and didn't make a sound at once.

"Father Lan! It's not Brother Jun's fault! Yes... Yes, it's me! I want to find my brothers to contact the vocal music again, so...so..."

"So what?" Binghu asked, and Wang Zirui hesitated a little, but said, "On our way to Xianle Palace, we found that Xiaozhen was missing... We were looking for him."

"! Your Highness is missing? What do you mean it's missing? Ruier, make it clear!" Binghu was nervous. A prince disappeared?! What a big deal this is! And... And Long Zhen is still young, and she is also one of the most caring about the Empress. How can she say that she is gone?

"Fu, don't worry. Zhan'er, say it." Mo Yu looked at his son and wanted to know what had happened.

"We did make a scene on the way to Xianle Palace for a while, but we didn't see my brother when we came to our senses. We looked for him for a long time and didn't see his brother.

"Which places have you looked for?"

"... The nearby yard has been found, but it hasn't been taken."

Mo Yu thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry, everyone. I'm afraid that Xiao Zhen'er doesn't remember the way, so she went far. The servants look for it separately, and they should be careful when looking for it. I couldn't find it in an hour, so..." Mo Yu paused for a moment, looked at Binghu, and asked, "How about Sogong? It's better not to disturb the emperor."

"That's it, everyone listens! Don't disturb the emperor and quickly find the little prince!" Binghu ordered, and all the attendants began a carpet search!

Let's talk about Long Zhen, let Mo Tada say it! He is really lost...

I couldn't see my brothers' Longzhen when I got back. I was still very scared. I didn't look at my brothers several times. When I saw that there was no one around, I cried with fear! While crying, he walked in the opposite direction of the princes.

Crying all the way, Long Zhen herself did not know where she was, because her father never allowed her to run around alone or follow her brothers. Now that he is alone, he immediately cried in fear.

Crying and crying, I suddenly heard someone walking and talking, and I didn't know who was nearby. Long Zhen just instinctively cried and looked for a place with a sound.

But I didn't know that I had gone to the winter palace.

The Winter Palace is one of the places where the new waiters live. Ten waiters live here, and the other 30 live in Warm Spring, Palace, Linxia Palace and Qiushui Palace, and four palaces respectively.

"What? Where did the little girl come from... Don't cry, don't cry, come, come to the brothers~~" The waiter who found Long Zhen looked at Long Zhen in her trousers and thought he was a little girl. After calling him, she found that he was very cute! He shouted that all the buddies in the garden came out, coaxed them, and made Long Zhen laugh.

He took out some fruit mouths again and happily entertained the inexplicably intruding 'little girl'.

"Huh, isn't it just a little girl? As for your flirting like this?" A strange voice suddenly appeared, and a tall man walked through the door, leaning against the railing and looking at Long Zhen, with a 'looking down' face, which made Xiao Longzhen very disgusted.

"Wuyu, how can you say that? She's just a little girl." A man spoke for Long Zhen.

"That's right, she can only be a 'little girl'!" The girl named Wuyu sneered and said, "When the little girl is full, she will leave quickly. Remember the good things of her brothers~~ Don't come to ask for a snack if you have nothing to do in the future. Remember~"

"..." Seeing this person 'disgusted' herself so much, Long Zhen was very uncomfortable. Looking at the way other brothers dared not say anything, she knew that this dancer must be a nuisance!

"What's your name?" Long Zhen asked Wuyu, because his voice seemed to be soft, and the people present did not think that he would be a boy.

"Ha ha? What, what? Are you talking to my brother?" Wu Yu looked at him in a very novel way and felt that the girl was really stupid.

"What's your name?" Long Zhen asked again.

"I~~ My name is Feng Wuyu, do you remember? Ha ha~~" Wuyu smiled delicately, which made Long Zhen remember his name even more.

"Feng, dance, Yu..." Long Zhen medited in her heart and remembered these three words 'hardly'.