Ding Rong is a smooth and shrewd person. With his many years of experience in official circles, he has already established a firm foothold in the Qin court.
When the servants came in to refill the tea, he was just about to say something more, but Zhao Yuanliang had already raised his voice and shouted: "Man'er, I haven't come out to see Master Ding yet."
Following his words, a young woman walked out with gentle steps.
Then he put his hands on his waist and gave a polite salute: "I have met Mr. Ding."
Her voice is very nice, soft and gentle.
He has a face with oval seeds and charming eyes. There is a natural sense of cowardice in his gaze.
And everyone is a lady, well-educated and sensible.
This woman's appearance deserves the word beauty.
Ding Rong was a minister of the imperial court at first, and then followed Xiao Yuan and served as an official for half his life. He had never seen such a beautiful woman, but even he was a little stunned for a while.
It wasn't until a while later that he came back to his senses and couldn't help but say repeatedly: "Okay, okay! This favor is worthy of my help."
As he spoke, he also gestured to Zhao Yuanliang.
The latter understood: "Xiaoman, you go down first."
"Yes." The woman responded, bowed again and left.
After he left, Zhao Yuanliang's face was full of smiles again: "Master Ding, look at this, can I enter the palace on my daughter's terms?"
"Yes." Ding Rong nodded and said seriously: "Mr. Zhao comes from a rich family, and your daughter is from a famous family. She is naturally knowledgeable and well-educated, and she has the beauty and beauty of the country. As long as the time is right, I think it can be done."
"Then, then this is the right time..." Zhao Yuanliang said impatiently.
Ding Rong pondered for a moment: "This way..."
With that said, he leaned forward slightly and started talking with Zhao Yuanliang.
The latter naturally nodded while listening.
When the matter here came to an end, Zhao Yuanliang personally sent Ding Rong out of the house, and immediately rushed back to his daughter's boudoir, coughing slightly: "Xiaoman."
The door opened, and Zhao Qingman, dressed in Tsing Yi, softly called: "Daddy."
"Yes." Zhao Yuanliang nodded first, then glanced at her and said seriously: "Daughter, you have reached the age of getting married. This decision of being a father affects the entire family. Are you dissatisfied?"
"Daughters are completely dependent on their father," Zhao Qingman said.
"Oh? This isn't like your temperament." Zhao Yuanliang was a little surprised.
After a pause, he said again: "Do you know who the king is?"
"My daughter has seen him." Zhao Qingman said directly.
The Zhao family was originally a native of Qinzhou. Since Xiao Yuan became the prefect, he had led his troops to appear in the city several times, attracting people to watch. Zhao Qingman had seen it before, and there was nothing strange about it.
To her, he was not only a young and handsome king, but also a prince.
If she could really marry him, that would be Zhao Qingman's dream, and there were countless women who wanted to be the Princess of Qin.
Thinking of this, her face turned a little red and she lowered her head slightly.
The next day, Qin went to court early in the morning.
After all the ministers knelt down to salute and Xiao Yuan took his seat, Ding Rong was the first to stand up, cupped his hands and said:
"Your Majesty, now the country is peaceful and the people are safe, and everything in our country is developing in a stable direction. At this time, I would like to suggest that the king should consider the affairs of the harem."
"What do you mean, Lord Ding?" Xiao Yuan was puzzled.
Ding Rong said: "I think that for the sake of our Qin family, the king can hold a draft in the country."
"Draft?" Xiao Yuan raised his brows slightly and said with a smile: "Why does Lord Ding have to take care of my family affairs?"
"Oh, Your Majesty, you are the monarch, and your family affairs are state affairs." Ding Rong said quickly.
Under the feudal dynasty, the king's draft was really common.
Moreover, there are countless monarchs and beauties in their harems. Therefore, regarding this matter, none of the ministers in the court stood up to oppose it. On the contrary, others came out to express their agreement.
"Yes, Your Majesty, our Great Qin has risen long ago, and the affairs of the harem are also related to the state. Family affairs and state affairs must not be ignored..."
Xiao Yuan smiled when he heard this. As long as he is a man, there is no one who does not love beauty.
He couldn't help but jokingly said: "Okay, since the ministers are so concerned about this matter, I am not afraid that you will know that if you want to choose a concubine, she should be a saint from the Snow Clan, but can a saint marry?"
He thought of the cold beauty dressed in white, holding a jade flute, and possessing an air of immortality.
When the ministers heard the words, some of them immediately said: "How dare she!" In the whole world, is it the land of the king? On the shore of the land, is it the minister of the king? Since the king intends to choose a concubine, I beg the king to immediately issue a royal edict to summon her. The Saint of the Snow Clan enters the palace."
"Okay, okay." Xiao Yuan waved his hand: "This king is just joking. The Snow Clan is kind to Qin, so you can't do this."
As he spoke, he added: "As for the draft, it's meaningless. Let's talk about it later."
"But your Majesty..." Ding Rong wanted to say something else.
Xiao Yuan raised his hand to stop him, looked around and said, "Do you have anything else to report? Please withdraw from the court if you have nothing to do."
"This..." People looked at each other, and then they could only salute and say: "I am waiting for nothing, I would like to send you off to the king."
Xiao Yuan stepped down from the king's chair and left here.
After he left, the ministers also looked at each other. As they walked out, they couldn't help but start talking:
"Master Ding mentioned the private talent show, which is a kind act, but judging from the king's intentions, he doesn't seem to be very interested..."
"Your Majesty is not a person obsessed with beauty. This is also a good thing for our country..."
This matter was nothing more than a mere mention, but somehow it reached Gu Xue's ears.
At dinner that day, Xiao Yuan ate with her at her place. The relationship between husband and wife was still very warm.
After pouring him a glass of wine, Gu Xue also asked tentatively: "Husband, I heard that many ministers mentioned the harem in the court today?"
"Oh? You are quite well informed. Yes, this is indeed the case." Xiao Yuan did not hide it.
Gu Xue said: "Why should my husband refuse?"
"This kind of thing will definitely cause civil turmoil. It's better to have less trouble than to have more trouble." Xiao Yuan said truthfully.
Gu Xue said: "My husband has never thought about this, but if you ask me, Princess Qin, to deal with myself, others will definitely say that I am too harsh."
"You are thinking too much." Xiao Yuan said gently: "If Madam is mean, then there will be no virtuous women in this world."
Gu Xue had no choice but to say: "You can ignore what others say, but you must not ignore the royal family's harem. The husband should take care of this matter."
She has no objection to Xiao Yuan's draft selection. She is also a woman with general knowledge and knows that the man she loves is the king of a country.
After hearing what she said, Xiao Yuan thought for a moment and then said, "Let's talk about this later. It's fine now."
After saying that, he asked again: "By the way, that girl Duoduo didn't take you out shopping recently?"
"You don't want to accompany us..." Gu Xue rolled her eyes at him.
