Ye Jinghao's eyebrows became tighter and tighter, "But, his qualifications"

After all, Lan Qingruo is too young, less than thirty years old, and she is still recommended to be an official.

Eighty percent of the people in Fengge are from imperial examinations, so they are known as Qingliu. They look down on the children of officials with wealth and background. If Lan Qing were not the most talented man in the world, it would be impossible for him to be in Fengge.

Now that she is going to lift Lan Qingruo to the court in one go, the people from Fengge will definitely not agree.

"The position of prime minister is different from other things, and cannot be generalized. I have no qualifications before going to the battlefield at the age of fifteen. If there are high-ranking officials and titles, those who can rank them will be given the position. Your Majesty wants me to recommend them, and I recommend Lan Qingruo."

After these words, Ye Jinghao fell into deep thought. Ordinary people need to rely on qualifications, and extraordinary people need nothing. Ye Zhilan went to war at the age of fifteen and became famous in one battle. After that, he has stood firm for nearly twenty years. Obviously, he is an extraordinary person. If Lan Qing could be regarded by Ye Zhilan like this, he would have to be

However, he is like Ye Zhilan.

Ye Jinghao is absolutely trusting Ye Zhilan's vision.

"But," Ye Jinghao said with some concern: "Even if I carry him into the court, can he suppress Fengge?"

By then, Fengge will be difficult to deal with when it rebelled, and those literati are not good at slapping.

Ye Zhilan curled his lips lightly, "That's his business. He can't suppress Fengge, which means he is incompetent. Then Lan Qingruo is really an incompetent person. I can only say that he is wrong."

"The emperor's uncle never goes wrong," Ye Jinghao thought for a while and decided to slap the table, "Okay, I will promote Lan Qingruo as prime minister and rule the Fengge, and I will issue an order tomorrow morning."

"Your Majesty issuing the order?" Ye Zhilan raised his eyebrows.

"What else?" Ye Jinghao was puzzled. Ye Zhilan smiled and said, "If Lan Qing was not an ordinary person, the Prime Minister was not an ordinary official position. He had the title of the world's number one talented man. Even if he entered the court and became an official, he was still a role model for the students in the world. But in the past five years, he had not made any contribution for His Majesty.

Do Your Majesty know why? I think even if Your Majesty has appointed him as Prime Minister now, he will never do anything for Your Majesty.”

"What does the emperor mean?"

"Your Majesty will invite you in person."

Ye Jinghao said oh, thought for a while, and said, "It's okay for me to invite him in person, but if I go and invite him as the emperor said, and he doesn't want to be the prime minister, that's useless."

Lan Qingruo was so unwilling to be an official at first sight, and he had no intention of becoming a prime minister who was less than one person and was more than ten thousand people. When he invited someone, he would not work. So where would he put his face as the emperor?

"So Your Majesty will give you kindness and power."

"With kindness and power, how should we impose this power?"

"It's very simple," Ye Zhilan raised his lips lightly, "Your Majesty just tell her that the daughter of the princess and the hairpin, and the Queen Mother plans to find a good marriage for the princess."

"This" Ye Jinghao hesitated and glanced at Ye Zhilan, "Will this be bad?" "Threat is also a threat. Didn't Your Majesty give him a choice? With all officials or the prince consort of the current dynasty, I think Lan Qingruo will definitely make the best choice." Ye Zhilan smiled and had no trace of it when he said these words.

guilt.

Ye Jinghao had long known what kind of person his uncle was, but every time Ye Zhilan used all his means to force others, Ye Jinghao still couldn't help thinking that it was fortunate that he was his nephew rather than his enemy.

"If Your Majesty doesn't want to do this, then I have no choice." Ye Zhilan smiled casually.

Ye Jinghao sighed, "I understand, I will do what the emperor said."

Before he took power, Ye Zhilan gave him the last teaching to be the emperor. If necessary, he would use any tricks and tricks himself, which was much better than others who used them.

After solving the problem in front of him, Ye Jinghao picked up the bowl and drank the last bite of porridge, and couldn't help but look at Ye Zhilan.

How could Ye Zhilan not know that Ye Jinghao was peeking at him, but he was not in a hurry.

He was not in a hurry, but the night view was in a hurry.

After drinking the porridge, put down the bowl, wiped the corners of his lips. After doing all this, Ye Jinghao said softly: "I went to visit me a few days ago

The Empress Dowager, the Empress Dowager, said that according to the ancestral system, a group of female historians will be recruited to the palace this year."

This group of female history is the concubines he can choose when he becomes an adult. If there is no suitable candidate, they can leave the palace in three years and will no longer recruit female history to enter the palace.

Emperor Biyue would not really choose a concubine in the female history. It was just a formality and was a symbol of the emperor's adulthood. Only when the female history left the palace three years later, the emperor could truly choose a concubine and become a queen.

Therefore, it is still very important for the emperor to enter the palace.

Ye Zhilan certainly knew this ancestral system and nodded, "The Empress Dowager is intent. Since that's the case, Your Majesty will make a good choice. After all, you will serve Your Majesty for three years."

"I know, but I hope the emperor can choose with me," Ye Jinghao said, pursed his lips and looked at Ye Zhilan, "Is it okay not to go to the rooftop this year?"

For five years, Ye Zhilan will stay at the rooftop every year for three months. He stayed there in the long winter and no one saw him. No matter how big the child is, he will never go down the mountain.

It seems like I want to leave this hundred days to someone.

Ye Zhilan lowered his eyelashes and after a moment, he chuckled, "Your Majesty knows that I have something to do. Lan Qingruo will help Your Majesty. If your Majesty has something that cannot be handled well, you can discuss it with him and sacrifice to the sky. I must go."

Ye Jinghao sighed softly and looked at Ye Zhilan, "Uncle Emperor"

"His Majesty?"

"I just want to know how long it will take for the emperor to forget her?" The winter five years ago seemed like a nightmare that could not wake up. He didn't know what he had, but saw Ye Zhilan half-kneeling in front of the cliff of the sacrificial platform. He was covered with blood, covered with layers of wind and snow, but it was still so dazzling. There was night.

There are also Murong Mingzhu's ones in Zhilan.

Murong Mingzhu

A nearly banned name.

No one dared to mention this name in Ye Zhilan. Even if it was him, this was the first time in five years.

His uncle stood in front of him, his smile still and his face remained the same, but he knew that Ye Zhilan also died on the day Murong Mingzhu died.

Ye Zhilan slowly raised his eyes and looked at Ye Jinghao.

Ye Jinghao held his fingers tightly and looked at Ye Zhilan with bright eyes.

Murong Mingzhu is dead, and his emperor uncle is still alive. How could he bear to let Ye Zhilan be a living dead person who is no different from death?

Ye Zhilan smiled faintly, "I, take your leave."

"Uncle Emperor!"

Ye Jinghao suddenly stood up, but Ye Zhilan had already left calmly.

Standing in front of the dragon throne, Ye Jinghao sighed and sat back.

Ye Zhilan's reaction was as expected. After all, he knew better than anyone else what kind of stubborn uncle was.

Over the years, Ye Zhilan's actions have been even more ruthless than they were back then.

The second year after Murong Mingzhu's death, Ye Zhilan took back the empress dowager, who suppressed Concubine Feng, and Ye Ziluo was forced to retreat to Jinling. Not long after, he handed over most of the military power.

All internal worries were eliminated, and he was in power, and Ye Zhilan gradually let go. It was an obsession to go to the rooftop every year. Even though he knew that Murong Mingzhu could not come back, what would it be if she went there!

He was also sad about Murong Mingzhu's death, but after being sad, people still have to live, right?

Ye Zhilan's life was for the country and the country, and he held him as the emperor, but he finally got such a fruitless love.

Murong Mingzhu, Murong Mingzhu, why did you die so early? You left and took my uncle away. You are so, really!

Ye Zhilan came out of the palace and went straight to Murong's house.

The plaque of the Murong family has not changed, but the one who is in charge of the family is no longer the bright and brilliant woman he used to be.

"See the Prince." Sheng Yuehua bowed his head and bowed.

"Get up," Ye Zhilan asked lightly: "How is the wedding banquet prepared?"

"It's very smooth, thank you for your blessing." Sheng Yuehua curled her lips and smiled slightly.

"It's good to go well," Ye Zhilan stood up, "I am tired, so I will go back to my house first."

Sheng Yuehua was about to send him out when he suddenly saw Sheng Liunian swaying in with his fan.

"Yeah, you're just

Are you coming, or leaving?" Sheng Liunian glanced at Ye Zhilan with her eyes.

"The prince is going back," Sheng Yuehua frowned, "Where did you come out?"

A scent of rouge.

"Sister, you know, you still ask?" Sheng Liunian lived in Huanyan Pavilion all year round, as if Huanyan Pavilion was his home.

Sheng Yuehua was very angry, "What's the best place like in Huanyan Pavilion? You are nostalgic every day. If you really like someone, you can redeem it."

Sheng Liunian sighed, "You don't understand. Sister, I don't like anyone, I can like anyone as long as beauty. If everyone is redeemed, I can't hold it here."

"The fickleness cannot end well!" Sheng Yuehua glared at him.

Although she and Sheng Liunian were not brothers and sisters, they had the kindness of raising him since childhood. Their relationship was no worse than that of brothers and sisters. They could not bear to be careless and mischief all day long.

"If you don't be fickle, you will have a good ending?" Sheng Liunian smiled and raised her eyebrows to look at Ye Zhilan, "Uncle, you are not fickle, you will have a good ending?"

Ye Zhilan glanced at him coldly.

Sheng Yuehua took a breath and scolded: "Liu Nian, don't talk nonsense!"

"What are I talking about?" Sheng Liunian sneered, not caring all over his eyes, "My uncle knows the causes and the fruits he has obtained, right?"

Sheng Huayue looked at Ye Zhilan with a bad expression.

Ye Zhilan had no reaction. In this world, those who dared to mention the past in front of him were only one Sheng Liunian, except Ye Jinghao. Ye Jinghao was calm and rarely mentioned it. Instead, Sheng Liunian was fearless and dared to say anything.
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