Reborn in the Water Margin as emperor, built tanks to level the world

This is a pavilion standing in the center of the great lake.

All around, there is only a carved corridor for entry and exit.

At this moment, Zhao Ji and Liu Meiren were sitting across the table.

On the table, there are two cups of freshly brewed tea.

All around, the view is open and unobstructed.

If you say something intimate here, unless the eavesdropper is hiding in the deep lake.

Otherwise, there is no chance of being heard.

Zhao Ji took a sip of tea:

"My beloved concubine, after the illness on my head is cured, I will definitely go to court."

"But I have forgotten the appearance and appearance of those ministers in the court."

"If I don't recognize the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty when I come to court, won't there be trouble?"

"I wonder, dear concubine, how much do you know about the faces of those ministers?"

Liu Meiren held the tea bowl in both hands and turned it gently.

The gentle breeze blew, swaying her hair at the temples, making her extraordinarily beautiful:

"Because I live in the inner palace, I have not seen many of the foreign ministers."

"However, I have met the important officials in the court who are quite familiar with the official family several times by chance."

After that, Liu Meiren not only gave Zhao Ji a rough description of Cai Jing, Gao Qiu, Tong Guan and others, but also told him a lot of anecdotes about the families of other ministers in the DPRK.

But when Zhao Ji asked her about the factional issues of the ministers in the court, Liu Meiren's little head shook like a rattle.

One question, three people don’t know.

Just when Zhao Ji wanted to end the conversation, he suddenly thought of another question:

"My dear concubine, did your parents give you the name Liu Meiren themselves?"

"Not to mention, the second elder's method of naming is really good."

"Because their daughter is really a beautiful and lovely little beauty."

Liu Meiren lightly covered her lips and giggled.

The look between his eyebrows was filled with joy.

It wasn't until Liu Meiren explained the meaning of her title to Zhao Ji that Zhao Ji finally understood what the beauty after her last name meant.

It turns out that not only the officials in the court have different grades, but also the concubines in the harem.

Not only that, but its classification is so complicated that even when compared with officials in the DPRK, there are no more concessions.

The queen, as the master of the harem, naturally has the highest rank, which is super high.

Each subsequent rank is divided into Zheng, Cong and Shu.

Below the queen, they are the imperial concubine and the imperial concubine.

The grades are from genuine first grade to inferior first grade.

Next, there are wives, concubines, noble concubines, concubines, etc.

The rank corresponds from the first rank of a concubine to the second rank of a concubine.

However, Liu Meiren's beauty rank is the eighth rank.

That's it, the rank is not the smallest, because there are also beautiful girls of the tenth rank.

As for clothing, as a symbol of status, the concubines of each rank are also different.

For example, the queen has the highest status in the harem.

Not only can you wear the nine-phoenix crown that symbolizes status, but you can also wear bright yellow or red phoenix robes and other clothing.

On the other hand, other concubines had to avoid these crowns and clothing.

If you wear it wrongly, it will be the worst possible outcome.

At worst, his life may be lost.

In addition, the same is true for other concubines and mistresses.

When Liu Meiren completely explained the harem and concubine system to Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji felt that the amount of information was too great.

It was even so big that he couldn't digest it for a while.

Because before this, he had never been exposed to these things.

While Zhao Ji was shocked and surprised, he endured the excitement in his heart and asked slowly:

"My dear concubine, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty counted hundreds of them according to their rank."

"Then in this harem, how many people of all ranks are there, such as concubines?"

Liu Meiren lowered her head slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said something quite cautiously:

"If all the sisters were added together, I'm afraid even a thousand of them wouldn't be able to stop me."

"Even if someone like me is above the eighth grade, I conservatively estimate that it will be more than three hundred."

As soon as Liu Meiren finished speaking, the voices in Zhao Ji's heart came one after another.

All added up, there were more than 1000 people!

Oh my god!

No wonder everyone in this world likes to be an emperor. Just the size of the harem is enough to envy any man in the world.

There were several grunts of saliva, which was a reflection of Zhao Ji being extremely excited.

There are more than 300 days in a year, and there are more than 1000 concubines in total.

Even if I have one each in the morning, noon and evening, it will take a full year to achieve the goal of getting even rain and dew.

If this happens, I won't have to do anything else during this year, not even getting off the dragon bed.

The review memorial should also be on there.

Otherwise, it would be too late.

Even if I were lazy and just looked at those lovely wives and beautiful concubines every day, and only said some insignificant words to each of them, I would probably not have enough time in a whole day!

But then again, people don’t often say that there are three palaces, six courtyards, and 72 concubines.

Are there three thousand beauties in total?

But how come I only have more than a thousand?

Is it possible that the rumor is false?

But doubts had just arisen in Zhao Ji's mind, before he could even ask.

Liu Meiren's next words not only answered what Zhao Ji was thinking, but also raised Zhao Ji's surprise and shock to a new level.

Liu Meiren glanced at Zhao Ji with a slightly resentful expression, and her words were not as relaxed and natural as before:

"Actually, in the official family, Taizu has already established the rules since the founding of our Song Dynasty."

"That is, every three years, the entire Song Dynasty will draft a draft."

"All women who are of the same age, have good looks, and have no abnormality in their body will be selected as a show girl."

"If the official family needs it, it is not that difficult to expand the harem to more than [-] people."

But at this moment, Zhao Ji seemed to be mentally schizophrenic.

What he said with his mouth was one thing, but what he was thinking in his heart was something else.

On the face, he sighed solemnly:

"If we do this every three years, how much food will it cost? How much manpower will it cost?"

"It's actually not necessary."

But in my heart:

That's right!

The promised three thousand is just three thousand. If it is less, how can it be worthy of my status as the Lord of the World?

When I have time, I will definitely take a look at all the beauties in the harem.

I would like to take a look at what kind of beauty the beauties in the world have become during this period.

And whether it is possible to find a woman more beautiful than that queen.

As for the so-called important matters of human relations, that is all a matter for later.

Strong and continuous spiritual communication is what I look forward to.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ji grinned and almost laughed.

But when she saw Liu Meiren's slightly sad look, she had no choice but to tolerate her laughter.

Although Zhao Ji at this time does not have to be like this at all.

Moreover, the number of concubines also represents the royal face from the side.

But Zhao Ji didn't know why, but he just didn't want to see Liu Meiren's sad and sad look.

Zhao Ji, whose smile gradually faded, suddenly sighed:

"When will this ancestral system change?"

“Wouldn’t it be better to use the saved money elsewhere?”