In the imperial study room, the young and handsome emperor sat on the dragon chair with a dark face.
He slammed the roster in his hand at the feet of the person standing in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, "Is this how you drafted me?"
Fortunately, he told Li Fuhai yesterday that Xiao Yutang still knew the importance, but he knew nothing.
Xiao Yutang leaned over and picked up the roster, seemingly confused as to why he was angry.
"Is there anything wrong with this selection? They were all chosen according to Your Majesty's request?"
Xiao Beichen almost laughed angrily, "I asked you to choose a few beauties from Jianghu sects who are willing to enter the palace. See what you choose."
"I asked you to choose a few, but you chose a hundred, and seventy-two of them were men. Do you think I have the same Longyang habit as you?!"
What's wrong with having a Longyang addiction? It's a normal hobby.
However, Xiao Yutang did not dare to say that. He said sincerely: "I have been selected according to your Majesty's requirements."
"One has to be from a Jianghu sect. These candidates are all disciples of major sects."
"The second thing is to enter the palace voluntarily. As soon as the news of the draft came out, all the sects responded one after another. In Xiangzhou alone, nearly ten thousand people came to participate in the election. They are absolutely voluntary."
"The third requirement is beauties. I can assure you that these candidates are all good-looking people. Male beauties are also beauties. I think gender can be so rigid."
Xiao Beichen sneered, "You think you're quite reasonable, don't you?"
Xiao Yutang hurriedly handed over his hands and confessed, "I don't dare. If Your Majesty really doesn't like men, I will just go and get rid of those handsome men, leaving only beautiful girls for Your Majesty."
What does this mean? What does it mean that he really doesn't like men? Isn't it normal for a man to not like men?
Xiao Beichen raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, his head was buzzing. Being with his uncle, who acted without a trace, was more of a headache than criticizing him for a night.
"You are my imperial envoy, and your words and deeds represent my will. Just dismissing these shows... to be chosen casually, wouldn't it be like playing with the princes by beacon fire, and how can I win the trust of the people?"
Hearing what he said, Xiao Yutang felt a little guilty. This time he really went too far.
"I think it's wrong, your Majesty, please punish me."
Xiao Beichen snorted, "It's a done deal, so what's the use of punishing you."
"But this matter is indeed your fault, and you should bear the responsibility. I have already asked someone to do it."
Xiao Yutang raised his head and looked at him a little confused. What should he do? It wouldn't be to steal his palace, but there is nothing valuable in his palace to copy?
Xiao Beichen smiled meaningfully. Yesterday was busy with state affairs, so out of his last bit of trust in Xiao Yutang, he did not pay attention to the candidates to be elected to Beijing.
It was only this morning when I saw the booklet sent by Jin Lingwei that I realized what regret meant.
What a good Xiao Yutang, not only did he choose so many handsome men, but they were all carried into the posthouse while they were asleep.
Now there are rumors in the city that His Majesty is actually as seductress as Prince Gong and has chosen many male concubines to enter the palace.
Some of them were unwilling, so they were knocked unconscious with Mongolian sweat medicine, otherwise how could they be carried into the post house.
What does this make the people think, what does the courtiers think, what does this make our ancestors and descendants think?
He was determined to be a wise king and an emperor for eternity, but his reputation was almost ruined by Xiao Yutang.
However, there was still room for change, and Xiao Beichen quickly thought of a solution.
Since Xiao Yutang was responsible for this matter, it was up to him to clean up the mess.
He has asked Jin Lingwei to infiltrate the public and spread the news, saying that this draft will also select a concubine for Xiao Yutang.
After all, Xiao Yutang is also thirty-two years old. The other royal relatives of this age in the Grand Master can all have children in school, but he doesn't even have a princess, so it's time for him to get married.
And Xiao Yutang is a prince with cut sleeves, so he chooses so many handsome men. In fact, he chooses them for himself and has nothing to do with him as the emperor.
During the personal election, he would only choose a few beautiful women to enter the palace, so the rumors about him as the emperor's broken sleeves would naturally be dispelled without attack.
As for Xiao Yutang, his reputation in Beijing has long been bad. As the well-known Prince Duanxiu, he is not bad at this.
Xiao Yutang looked confused. His nephew had become more and more riddle-like since he became emperor.
I said I won’t punish him, but I also asked him to take responsibility. So is he punished or not punished?
I don’t want to explain it more clearly.
Just when he wanted to ask if he could die happily, he was dismissed by Xiao Beichen.
"I will conduct a personal selection in the imperial garden this afternoon. You can go to the post house and bring those candidates into the palace. Then you can also choose."
Xiao Yutang only thought that he was asking him to help choose a concubine. Unexpectedly, Xiao Beichen wanted him to choose a concubine for himself, so he nodded happily.
He excused himself and left the imperial study. Shi Xiluo, who was waiting outside, came up to him with some worry, "Your Majesty, did your Majesty not punish you?"
Xiao Yutang pinched his cheek, "Why, do you really want your prince to be punished?"
Shixi shook his head. Of course he didn't want Xiao Yutang to be punished, but if he wasn't punished, he would feel sorry for Xiao Yutang.
It will feel more at ease if you are punished.
Xiao Yutang was very arrogant. Since Xiao Beichen didn't punish him on the spot, he probably wouldn't be punished. He was not someone who would settle accounts after the fall.
He raised his hand and put it on Shi Xi's shoulder, "Come on, let's go to the inn to see how the candidates are doing."
In the post house, the servants and nuns sent by the palace are instructing the players to learn etiquette. After all, if you want to enter the palace, you must learn some palace rules.
The players all complained that the rules in this palace were too difficult to learn. If they had known better, they would not have participated in the draft, and they would still have played freely in the arena.
The rookie master had his legs together, his back straight, his eyebrows lowered and his head lowered. He sat on the stool with only half of his buttocks, looking completely dignified and virtuous.
But he didn't last a few seconds before he moved to the stool, spread his legs wide and sat down, his waist slumped and his face slumped.
Grandma frowned and said, "This candidate must sit in a dignified posture. Sit back and continue practicing."
The rookie master said feebly: "Mommy, please open your eyes and take a closer look. I am a man. Sitting like this is against the structure of the human body."
Of course, Mammy knew that he was a man, but in the past, the candidates for selection were all show girls, and their teaching materials were all prepared for show girls. She never thought that one day she would teach show boys.
"This is the rule of the palace. Learn it first when you are waiting for selection. If you fail to behave in front of the emperor, it will be too late for you to regret it when you are waiting for selection."
The rookie master felt that it would be a real act of disrespect for the emperor to see him drinking tea with his butt between his legs.
He was a little confused, didn't everyone say that the game mastermind of Jianghu Xiaoyao was very smart? Why couldn't he just make up a set of etiquette suitable for Xiu Nan to learn?
Mastermind: Are you giving me a hard time?
Mammy pointed to the braised snail noodles sitting next to him, "You see, this girl is doing very well. She should learn more when she is selected."
Rookie Master:?
Grandma, please open your eyes and see, is this a girl?
And why can he sit so standardly? Don't you think the thing between his legs is in the way?
Braised snail noodles and elegant tea, he practiced dancing every day in Qiongyu Tower. He said that these movements are trivial and not difficult at all.
