In the afternoon, carriages entered in front of the Great Zhou Palace.

Outside the palace gate, there were many families of the beautiful girls standing, praying that their daughter could be chosen by Zhao Yan.

After defeating Beimeng, some people said that Zhao Yan would become the saint of Zhongxing in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

At present, Zhao Yan is young, has a good image, and is a civil and military genius. Even if he is not an emperor, such an unmarried man is the object of admiration for countless girls.

What's more, he was also an emperor. Once his daughter became the queen of the mother's mother or gave birth to a prince, the status of the entire family would immediately rise.

Soon, a thousand beautiful ladies came to the side hall under the arrangement of several palace maids.

At this moment, Empress Dowager Zhang smiled and handed it to Zhao Yan with a list.

On the list, each woman’s age, family background and talent are detailed.

As for appearance, each one is of a superior posture.

If you have some minor physical problems, you will not be selected at all.

Zhao Yan turned over the list and felt like he was a wholesaler. He had to choose a batch of products from many models to take them away.

If Zhao Yan had encountered such an emperor's treatment in his previous life, he would definitely be ecstatic and would like to choose a few more beautiful girls.

But now he has seen too many beautiful girls in the palace.

There are not many who are really better-looking and spiritual than Lu Nianwei, and Lu Nianwei also has an interesting soul.

There is no man who is not lustful.

But when his vision is raised by a certain girl, few girls can catch his eyes.

This time, because there are many people in the selection of concubines, there are ten people in a row.

If Zhao Yan likes a beautiful girl, he can talk to him directly. If he thinks it is OK, he can leave the other party’s famous brand.

Soon, the draft will begin!

Zhao Yangang sat behind the curtain, and Empress Dowager Zhang spoke beside him.

"Your Majesty, you have to choose more than a dozen this time, otherwise you will disappoint the Ai family and all the ministers!" Empress Dowager Zhang saw that Zhao Yan was not very interested, so she specifically reminded her.

As soon as he heard this, Zhao Yan knew that it would be impossible to fool him.

We must think of a new way to end the draft quickly and generally without losing.

He thought for a while and said, "Mother, this kind of talent show is just a matter of being a sacrificial one. I prefer a woman who can talk to me in an opportunistic manner. Why not change the talent show?"

"As long as you can choose a few good concubines for you, the method will be decided by Your Majesty!" Empress Dowager Zhang couldn't help but smile and said with a smile when she saw Zhao Yan being interested.

Zhao Yan stretched out his hand and said to Xizi: "Xizi, how many beautiful girls can the hall accommodate at most?"

Xizi looked around the hall and replied, "Report to Your Majesty, if you stand a little more crowded, you can stand 200 people."

Zhao Yan calculated in his mind that he would end with two hundred people at a time, and those five times would be the end, which was much faster than the conventional choice.

"Two hundred people came in that time!" Zhao Yan said.

Soon, two hundred beautiful girls stood in the hall.

These beautiful girls are all between 16 and 19 years old. They all have graceful figures, fair faces and elegant temperaments.

And most of them are slightly plump, because what the royal family values ​​most is not beauty, but the ability to extend their offspring.

Each of them could welcome the admiration of countless men when they walked on the street.

But when Zhao Yan looked at them, he was very blind and felt that these women had a kind of temperament.

"Cough cough..." With Zhao Yan's dry cough, the hall instantly became quiet.

In this hall, the only man who can cough like this is the Emperor of the Great Zhou.

The showgirls held their breath one by one and put on the most beautiful posture they had practiced at home hundreds of times.

Zhao Yan's random finger can change the fate of several generations of their family.

Zhao Yan stood behind the curtain and said, "You can keep those who recite the Book of Documents, and those who cannot recite it can just leave."

The Book of Documents is one of the Five Confucian Classics, with a total of more than 25,000 words, and is known for its confusing reputation.

Zhao Yan can't read it smoothly until now, let alone memorize it. He wants to eliminate a group of people first.

Soon, all three breaths passed and the girls were motionless.

Empress Dowager Zhang said proudly: "Your Majesty, our Great Zhou style is prosperous. Even the children of ordinary scholars can recite the Four Books and Five Classics, let alone the Ai family selected it for you!"

Zhao Yan's old face turned red. He thought that the show he proposed would be able to eliminate at least 90% of the show.

I never thought that my cultural attainments were too low!

Zhao Yan thought for a while and continued, "The cooker is good at staying, but the cooker is not good at leaving."

As soon as these words were finished, more than half of the girl looked dim and then she hid and left the hall, while the other half was extremely excited.

Cooking is a physical job. Most of the girls are noble and have no touch of spring water. They just play the piano and chess all day long.

Most of the people who are good at cooking have this hobby.

Zhao Yan didn't expect that this problem forced more than 120 beautiful girls to leave, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

But Empress Dowager Zhang felt a little distressed, but when she thought that Zhao Yan had always been picky about food, she didn't speak.

What Zhao Yan absolutely could not have imagined was that his problem of eliminating more girls would cause a cooking frenzy in the Great Week.

In the next few years, countless ladies will come to the kitchen to learn cooking skills.

There will also be a large number of talented men and celebrities who will make a request when marrying wives and taking concubines: Those who are not good at cooking will not marry them.

Looking at the more than 70 beautiful girls below, Zhao Yan scratched the back of his head and said, "Those who drink more than one pot of wine can stay, and those who cannot drink or have never drunk it have left."

When the girls heard this, they were confused and they really couldn't understand this condition.

They have accepted Confucian culture since childhood, and most of them believe that alcohol is exclusive to men.

Soon, there were only a dozen women left in the hall.

Although the showies who left were a little depressed, they did not dare to show any dissatisfaction.

After all, the emperor's preferences are not something they can picky and control.

Before the Great Zhou Dynasty, some emperors liked willow waists, some liked fat, some liked small feet, and some liked small round faces.

Zhao Yan likes to drink more than one pound of alcohol, which doesn’t look weird.

As for the remaining women, they can definitely drink a pot of wine to have the courage to stand in the hall.

In this place, no one dares to deceive the king.

Empress Dowager Zhang looked at Zhao Yan and wanted to speak but stopped. Although she was the Empress Dowager, she did not dare to change the emperor's golden words and could only let Zhao Yan speak.

Zhao Yan smiled slightly, looked at Xizi and said, "Xizi, let's also mention these three conditions to the girls outside. Only those who meet it can enter the hall."

Xizi said nodded and walked out.

After a while, only sixty-five beautiful ladies were left in the hall, and more than 900 other women were eliminated.

The people entering the palace were all excited and felt that they had already stepped into the threshold of the harem with one foot.
Chapter completed!