Chapter 1037: ?I am better than her

Nan Baoyi thought for a while, suddenly his eyes lit up.
She said crisply, "Your Majesty, I don't want you to promise anything now, can I keep this reward for the time being, and when I have a wish I want to make in the future, please fulfill it?"
As long as she doesn't make a wish, the second brother will always owe her this reward.
The emperor keeps his word.
Before fulfilling his promise, it was impossible for him to take her life as the officials wanted.
In other words, as long as she did not make a wish, the officials would not be able to threaten the emperor to kill her, otherwise they would be forced to say nothing.
Xiao Yi raised her eyebrows, Nan Jiaojiao could actually think of this layer.
Thin lips raised a chuckle, and he nodded: "Yes."
The aristocratic families came to look back and looked at each other.
I always felt that they were calculated by the emperor and Nan Baoyi.
They have been preparing for so long, only hoping to send their daughter into the palace, but in the end they didn't get the last benefit. They still have to give up the verbal criticism of Nan Baoyi? !
They became angry.
It is also a family that has been entrenched in Chang'an for hundreds of years. They dare not claim power, but they dare to claim a deep-rooted dignity.
Being so teased by Xiao Yi really made them angry.
They looked at each other and were about to join together to play, Xiao Yi suddenly said, "That's right—"
Everyone looked together.
The new emperor was sitting next to the palace lantern, and when he laughed, his eyes were narrow and long, like a sharp blade out of the sheath: "I am determined to establish Zhao as the crown prince, and the next spring will be officially canonized."
Like a boulder thrown into a lake.
The atmosphere of the evening banquet that had just been fairly relaxed, instantly came like a mighty thunder.
He even wanted to establish a prince!
Their daughters have not yet entered the palace!
There was almost no need for someone to take the lead, and most of the courtiers knelt to the ground: "Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty is young and strong, why set up a prince!"
"Since ancient times, the grand prince has not been established, and the grand prince and his mother are humbled and unbearable for my grand prince!"
"Your Majesty, think twice!"
"..."
The civil servants used the word Zhuji, and the military commanders were worried about the country and the people, as if they were really thinking about Jiangshan Sheji, as if as long as Xiao Yi established Xiao Dingzhao as the prince tonight, tomorrow Dayong's country would not be able to keep it.
Xiao Yi sat lazily, admiring the appearance of them beating their chests and feet.
It was wonderful, much more wonderful than their daughter's performance.
His thin lips kept pursing with a hint of sarcasm. He finally appreciated enough. He drank half a drink slowly and squinted to the officials: "When I was in the southwest, I acted casually and unfettered. I said that Chang'an was open, I said. But I feel that every day in the palace is like sitting on pins and needles and not being free.
"Tonight, I want to set up a prince. You refused, because the establishment of the prince hindered your interests. Asking your daughters to perform dances is just to send them to the palace as concubines, so that the family can benefit. People for many years, your thoughts and thoughts are well known, so why bother to mediate with me in the name of being a society? Really boring."
Speaking frankly and frankly.
Qunchen's cheeks were hot and speechless.
Xiao Yi knocked on the short case, glanced around them, the corners of his lips smiled more ironically.
At the state banquet tonight, he also meant to test the officials.
A while ago, he knelt down and petitioned outside his imperial study room one after another. He thought they were so arrogant, tricky, and difficult to deal with. He didn't expect that if he was a little tougher, they wouldn't dare to speak.
It is not unreasonable that Shen Jiang can rule over Dayong as a woman for twenty years.
He became more and more interested: "You are so eager to recommend your own daughters, as if they can't get married. In that case, I also do a good thing to give them marriage."
He messed up the mandarin duck score.
Tianshu holds in his hand the relationship history of all the aristocratic families in Chang'an City. He knows which one is the enemy and which one is the enemy, and he likes to identify the enemy and the enemy as relatives, but for a while, the faces of half of the courtiers turned green. Up!
Xiao Yi stood up with satisfaction: "The Mid-Autumn Festival Night Banquet ends here. No one is allowed to be beaked about the establishment of a prince. Empress Shen was dictatorial and domineering in the past. You remember, I am better than her."
The Benlong brass Sanding wine bottle was thrown heavily on the low case.
He walked away.
Gong'e's attendant hurriedly followed with palm fans, palace lanterns and other things, and the majestic and impossibly inviolable Yijia.
Fenglu Temple fell into unspeakable silence.
Nan Baoyi was in a good mood. He picked up the silver spoon and happily digged for bird's nest porridge.
The second brother Gothic ordered the royal dining room to stew for her, only she has it in the whole hall, and there are no other little ladies!
She ate happily, unexpectedly she was knocked on her head by Nan Guang, and cursed: "Eat, eat, you know how to eat! I have been with him for so long, and I don't know how to try to give birth to a son, and I am angry!"
Nan Baoyi raised his eyes from the small white glaze bowl.
When she laughed, those Danfeng eyes were curved and shiny, like two crescent moons.
Sweet and well-behaved.
The old lady touched her head pityingly: "I look away now. Our family is not a high-ranking door. What to fight for? Tonight watching the emperor and the courtiers game is really thrilling. It shows that the seat is not easy to sit. Now, I’m afraid it’s uncomfortable. Let’s stay on the safe side and don’t fight for that. It’s better to manage our own lives than anything else."
Nan Baoyi swallowed the bird's nest porridge and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "That's the reason! Father, you are so stupid, if your grandson is also stupid, it's over!"
"Hi, boy!"
At the state banquet tonight, the ministers will come here in prosperity, but they will return after defeat.
Only the Nan family was cheerful and fell in the eyes of the officials, like a silly roe deer. After all, their daughters were the most promising to become a queen. If a prince was born in one child, wouldn’t it be the new emperor’s daughter? eldest son?
Now that the new emperor has appointed Xiao Dingzhao as the prince, the Nan family are still happy and don't know what they are happy about!
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After Nan Baoyi personally sent his family away from the palace, it was midnight.
When surrounded by the maids and back to the bedroom, a mother suddenly came over and respectfully greeted Ann.
She said respectfully: "The old slave serves the Queen. Tonight, the Queen prepared a gift for the emperor. Please go to the cold palace and pass the gift to the emperor."
Nan Baoyi heard it rare.
Shen Jiang, would he prepare a Mid-Autumn Festival gift for his second brother?
The sun is really coming out from the west.
Think about it since the battle in Jiangnan, she has never seen Shen Jiang again, she said: "Lead the way, I happened to go to visit her."
...
Leng Gong was really lonely.
Although it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, the outer hall was lit only a few sparsely faded palace lanterns, and the moon shadows whirling, reflecting the still lush sweet-scented osmanthus trees outside the window, and occasionally the sound of partridges, but the place is even more deserted.
Nan Baoyi stepped into the inner hall.
The inner hall is spacious and the furnishings are simple and primitive.
In the shadow in the corner guarded countless Tianshu secret guards, staring at Shen Jiang in turn 24 hours, not letting her kill herself.
The bead curtain flicked lightly, with a small voice.
Nan Baoyi's eyes fell under the window.
The woman sitting there on her knees, with her white hair flickering, had a beautiful face under the moon. The short table in front of her was filled with wine, food and a plate of delicate moon cakes, but she had not moved her chopsticks.
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