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Five hundred and thirtieth eight chapters brave the world

"What if I don't want her to be the queen?"

"This..." Liu Dequan was shocked, "Master, this concubine is not in line with the etiquette of the ancestors. How can the clan and ministers agree? Besides, it hurts the hearts of the crown princess and the Jin family."

Zhao Yuantan said: "Liu Dequan, you have been with me for more than ten years and you should know what I think."

"Slaves dare not speculate on the holy will."

"Stop pretending." Zhao Yuan snorted.

Liu Dequan laughed: "Actually, I know in my heart that the emperor favors Concubine Yun, and I thought of letting her be the crown princess. Now that the emperor has succeeded to the throne, he naturally wants Concubine Yun to be the queen. But I say damn things, this is absolutely impossible. Since ancient times, there are differences between legitimate concubines. If Concubine Yun is the queen, what should I do? Besides, Concubine Yun already has the eldest son and his status is unshakable. Your Majesty, please don't make things difficult for yourself."

He is trying to take the big flaw in the world. The new emperor ascended the throne and his status is unstable. If he is opposed by the previous dynasty and the harems, it will definitely not work.

Zhao Yuan didn't say anything, looked down at the memorial.

Liu Dequan dared not continue talking.

After Zhao Shu left the palace, he returned to the Qin Palace, but the old Marquis of Ming had not left yet.

He drank a cup of tea without any taste.

Seeing Zhao Shu come back, he stood up with a wry smile and said, "Seventh Prince, you really asked me to wait!"

Zhao Shu hurried over and apologized, "Don't blame me, I was not in Beijing yesterday and I didn't come back."

The Marquis of Ming also knew that he was the most trusted prince of the new emperor. He was so popular in the court that most people would never see him.

He didn't rely on his age, and said with a smile: "I am very idle now, not busier than the prince."

"Mr. Marquis invites you to sit down," Zhao Shu turned his head and told the housekeeper, "Prepare some food, and I will have a chat with the Marquis."

The old Marquis of Ming Dynasty has only drunk a few cups of tea since morning. He is so hungry that his chest is pressed against his back. He is not polite to him. He sits on the table and shakes his cheeks and eats.

Until half a basin of rice was eaten, it was almost the same.

Then he picked up the wine glass, drank a glass of wine, and sighed comfortably.

Zhao Shu kept looking at him with a smile.

Old Marquis Ming wiped his mouth and smiled heartily: "I didn't scare the Seventh Prince like this, right?"

Zhao Shu smiled and said, "Where is the Marquis? I am also from the army and I know that the Marquis is used to eating with the soldiers."

The army was hard and when fighting, they often couldn't eat anything for several days, and they had to use one meal as four or five meals. Over time, they developed the habit of eating faster and more.

Although it looks funny, it feels sad if you look closely.

The Marquis of Ming said happily: "That's right. I'm used to dealing with people like the Seventh Prince. The other civil officials were so upset."

Zhao Shu smiled and said, "If the marquis is not enough, I will ask the butler to add another basin of rice."

"Enough is enough. I am here to talk to the prince, not to be a big eater." Marquis Ming smiled, "I am here this time to inquire about my little granddaughter. There are so many things in Beijing these days, and I can't find out the whereabouts of the child. I have asked the emperor several times, but I have no shame to see him. Alas!"

Because of the rebellion of King Lu, the current situation in the Marquis's Mansion is a bit awkward.
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