Everyone in my harem is talented

Chapter 564 Returning to Beijing

Zhaozheng Hall.

The memorials from Si Wei were placed in a disorderly manner on the desk, and it was obvious that they had just been read.

Qin Zhi leaned on the dragon throne, holding a white jade cup in his fingertips. The lotus pattern on the cup wall glowed with a warm luster under the candlelight.

"Zhang Deli, you said..." His eyes were deep, and his thumb slowly stroked the patterns carefully carved by the craftsman on the wall of the cup, as if he was thinking about something.

"Your Majesty, please give your orders." Zhang Deli bowed forward, carefully observing the emperor's expression from the corner of his eyes, and was very respectful.

Qin Zhi looked indifferent, neither happy nor angry. Zhang Deli guessed that it was nothing serious, he was just bored after finishing the work in advance.

A cool breeze blew past the window, causing the copper bells on the eaves to ring softly, making the hall even quieter.

Qin Zhi's gaze remained on the jade cup. "You say... what is an official's reputation? The biggest mistake an official can make is being useless. Everything else is trivial. The severity of a crime depends on whether he is useful. Don't you agree?"

"I am a dull servant, but I only know how to be loyal to my duties, follow your orders, share your worries, and serve you well."

"Boring." Qin Zhi shook his head slightly, "He's quite clever."

"How many of my concubines, princes, and princesses understand this?"

Shouldn't damaging a person's reputation be the goal, but a casual graffiti, even if it's just a means?

Is he too strict? That's why everyone is so hesitant.

Qin Zhi felt inexplicably relieved.

It seems that they are all filial children and no one dares to do anything wrong.

"By the way, the wedding of the five of them is next month. Has the eldest brother returned to Beijing?"

"To answer your Majesty, not yet."

"You said it nicely at the beginning, Master, but you didn't even bother to send me a message every day. If I didn't have spies, how would I know where he went?" Qin Zhi said with a smile.

Qin Zhi tapped the cup lightly with his fingers. "Old Five is stirring up trouble in the South China Sea, causing a bloody storm. Send an order for him and Old Seven to come back and celebrate my birthday."

"How many months until St. Francis Xavier?"

"Seven more months, Your Majesty."

"Send someone over to draft an imperial edict. Have Meng Song's youngest son lead the troops to the South Sea to announce it. Young people are not afraid of bumpy roads and can run faster." He paused, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes. "By the way, let him see how Meng Xingye is doing, so that Concubine Hui won't nag him all the time."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

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Qingzhou.

"Ah!"

The eldest prince Qin Mingyu, now Master Youxuan, suddenly sneezed.

"Who is muttering about Ben, ahem, Poor Monk?" He called himself Poor Monk, but his voice was frivolous and teasing.

When he was in Beijing, although he was the eldest prince, he was not as free as he is now.

Although there are some drawbacks to shaving my hair, I am extremely happy without my father and court officials outside.

He was called a foreigner, but that did not change his status as the eldest son of the emperor, and everyone had to treat him with respect.

If you need money, you have money; if you need people, you have people.

He also occupied an iron mine and a coal mountain, which seemed like a gift from heaven.

In front of those younger brothers, he was like a drop in the ocean, with no news at all, but in his heart he was like a bird returning to the forest and a fish in the water.

Of course, even though he was away, he never stopped inquiring about news from the palace.

The affairs of the court were related to his maternal family, the Liu family. What Qin Mingyu didn't expect in the palace was that Concubine Mang ignored his advances, and instead Concubine Lan came up to him.

How strange.

Thinking of the news that Lanpin had delivered, Qin Mingyu instantly became gloomy.

He had a wife, concubines, and two children, but only one daughter was left, and she was not well taken care of.

"Your Highness, it's time for us to return to the capital."

"What if I get sick on the road?"

"Your Highness, you don't want to return to Beijing?"

Qin Mingyu lowered his eyes and shook his head gently, "Forget it, let's go back and take a look. It won't happen that we will be detained by father, right?" He chuckled.

If I go, I may not be detained by anyone. If I don't go, my father will definitely send troops to carry me away.