After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The next day, Chaotang.

The atmosphere of the Jinluan Temple is solemn.

The curtain and bead curtain that had long hidden behind Shen Huang were removed, and the golden dragon chair and phoenix chair were placed side by side on the imperial steps.

The beauty sitting on the phoenix chair is dignified and glamorous, with many deportments.

The dark purple embroidered phoenix palace dress is covered with a large golden chair and jade hands wearing golden armor, slowly rubbing the armrests, revealing a bit of indifference.

Shen Jiang slowly raised his long eyelashes.

The officials of His Highness are arranged on both sides, and her female officials are standing on the right, all wearing official robes of different ranks, wearing black cage crowns, and standing upright and solemn.

The aristocratic officials on the opposite side all whispered and whispered, as if ashamed to be with them.

Shen Jiang bends his lips: "Sit."

The clothes rustled in the hall.

After the Baiguan took his seat, Shen Jiang said, "Early today, do you Aiqing tell me something important?"

There was silence in the hall, and needles dropped.

After a while, an old white-haired official stood up and said, "Dare to ask the empress, is the surname of Dayong today, Xiao or Shen?"

Nan Baoyi is the first female official.

Hearing this, he stretched his neck curiously to look at the old official.

That veteran was a teacher of the Imperial College, and he had trained many pillars and was very famous in Dayong.

It's worthy of being full of economics, and it is really sharp when you speak!

Nan Baoyi was about to start an argument, and a female official Liu said: "The empress is just to promote female officials, and Mr. Liang went online like this. Is it because he looks down on our women? I heard that Mr. Liang lost his father since childhood and was raised by his mother. , Don’t you look down on your mother? Today Dayong rules the world by filial piety. Mr. Liang does not lead by example, but is so careless. It is hard to imagine that you are still a teacher at the Imperial College."

Nan Baoyi blinked.

This female official Liu is nearly fifty years old, and specializes in teaching Chang'an noble female poetry and etiquette. She is very knowledgeable, but she is also very eloquent and very good at sophistry.

Mr. Liang was so angry that he stared at the female officer Liu for a while, but he couldn't say anything to refute.

The family officials looked at each other.

Someone suddenly laughed twice.

He laughed, and his voice was warm: "Why does the female officer Liu change the concept? Is it that women can only win in this way when they argue? Even if they win, they are too petty, right? If you are a petty person, you should stay in the backyard and calculate some firewood, rice, oil and salt. Soy sauce and vinegar tea. Only a generous person can truly participate in governing the country. This is the truth that the prime minister can hold a boat in his belly."

Nan Baoyi looked over.

It was Mr. Pei’s Dalang who was talking, but he did not expect that he would not support women’s politics.

"Little kid?"

A ridiculous voice suddenly sounded.

Nan Baoyi quickly looked over as if it was lively.

It was no one else who was talking, but Ning Yu, the big sister of the Ning family, the wife of Pei Dalangjun.

Ning Yu smiled, folded her hands on her chest, with great momentum: "I remember that many of my husband’s memorials were written by me, and even many political opinions were discussed with me. How did you get into the husband’s mouth? , My credit is left with firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar tea?"

Oh!

Nan Baoyi came in interest.

The argument between husband and wife could not be more beautiful.

She looked at Pei's Dalang Jun, the boy's face was obviously flushed.

Ning Yu said: "What's more, governing a big country is like cooking small fresh food. Since our women can make firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, they can also do great things in the court. If you dare to look down on me, let's get back home. !"

And leave!

Dalang Pei's family panicked: "Yu'er, I was wrong——"

"Pei Ziqi!" The officials next to him hated iron and steel. "If you say yes, let's oppose it? Why did you surrender first?! Manliness, show us the masculinity of being indomitable!

"Have you not seen Yuer wanting to leave with me?!"

"Peace and separation, who is afraid of whom?!"

Others immediately responded: "Yes, peace and separation, we want peace and separation!"

"..."

The two groups of people were arguing and wanting to get together.

There is also an old couple who were in sixties. They used to be known for their affection in Chang'an. The men did not accept concubines, did not accept the room and did not go to the fireworks field, and the women were virtuous and well-knowing. : "Peace and separation, we must also be peace and separation! We will do the peace and separation tomorrow!"

The original solemn Jinluang Temple suddenly became a noisy vegetable market.

Nan Baoyi saw it fresh, and wanted to grab a handful of melon seeds.

It turns out that the so-called high-class family, quarreling and fighting are no different from ordinary people.

An official clamored and burst into tears.

He walked into the hall, looked around at his colleagues, choked up and said: "Everyone, I can't live this day! I was controlled by my wife when I was at home, and now my wife is also an official, even higher than me. She also has to be in charge of officialdom, what shall I do in the future?"

He wiped his tears, and continued: "If she didn't go well, she punished me to kneel on the washboard. Dare to ask any of you, who has been punished for kneeling by your wife, ah?! Your Royal Highness, I heard that you used to be with Nan Situ Have been married, she must have not punished you like this?!"

The eyes of the audience fell on Xiao Yi.

Nan Baoyi coughed slightly, not embarrassed.

More than one penalty, more than once.

Under the eyes of everyone, Xiao Yi's eyebrows were as cold as a mountain: "This king refuses to answer this question."

His voice was cold and lonely, like a blazing sun on the top of a mountain. Everyone felt that he would never be punished to kneel by a little girl, so the official cried alive with envy.

He collapsed and bowed to the ground: "The empress, a woman is an official. It hurts the country's roots and demeans. You really can't mess around!"

"The minister agrees!"

"The minister agrees!"

Some officials went out and bowed down.

The atmosphere in the hall gradually became cold and solemn.

Nan Baoyi looked at Shen Jiang.

Shen Jiang stared coldly at the movement under the hall, and the long golden armor stroked the carved pattern on the armchair. For a moment, he suddenly laughed.

Her laughter was very special, with a clear tone and a rising end, like a simple and innocent girl next door. She heard something ridiculous.

After laughing, she squinted at the group of people and said coldly: "This palace is also a woman. When she was fifteen years old, she went with her father as a military teacher. Nearly half of Da Yong's territory was shot down by this palace. At that time, why didn't I see you yelling, this palace is hurting the country's foundation and degrading?!"

This is a fact.

Everyone looked at each other and fell silent.

They had to raise their eyes and look at Xiao Yu as if asking for help.

Nan Baoyi was also curious about the attitude of the emperor.

The man on the dragon chair has a handsome face and looks like a perfect match with Empress Shen.

He knocked on the dragon chair and looked at Shen Jiang.

The woman's profile is white and bright, and her bones are very magnificent and beautiful, but she never gave him a straight eye.

He thought about the death of the emperor, about Qingyang and their desperation, about the shadow of Jinling City in the south of the Yangtze River back then, the phoenix eyes were intertwined with strong love and hatred.

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