Wanli smiled bitterly: "It's not your business, why should you stay with me?"

"It's not my business." Concubine Zheng looked up at Wanli, "But I am Your Majesty's woman."

This made Wanli feel sad and he said softly: "They all say that you are a beauty who is a disaster, a fundamental chaos in politics, and a demon girl who is a disaster in the country."

"Should they agree." Concubine Zheng laughed, "As long as His Majesty doesn't think so, you can do it."

"If I think so, how could I have been suffering for so many years?" Wanli saw a fly falling on the table, waved his hand and said with a side face: "The more you said I gave Chang Xun, the bad things you would be for him. How do you say this?"

Concubine Zheng said, "You should understand what I mean."

"I understand, but Chang Luo is a cowardly person by nature and is not a person who does not tolerate his brothers. You can rest assured about this." Wanli looked a little solemn.

Concubine Zheng sighed in her heart and said nothing.

Wanli frowned and said, "But it is precisely because of this that I don't like him. His character is easy to be controlled by others and is not responsible for the country. I really had no choice but to make him the crown prince. If the three kings were granted the title of "Long" at that time, I would definitely not have made Chang Luo."

"Your Majesty, if you don't say this, you will only add to your worries."

There is no woman in the world who does not consider her children. Even if Concubine Zheng is virtuous, she has been obsessed with the major issue of the country for more than ten years. Until the dust settles and is unimaginable, she will completely calm down.

She couldn't bear to worry about her husband's troubles because Chang Xun failed to become the prince. Seeing that there were many memorials on the desk, she wanted to get up and ask her husband to give me a memorial.

Unlike the outside world's popular concubines who interfere in politics, the truth is that Concubine Zheng has never interfered in the government affairs, and has never even read a memorial.

This is also one of the reasons why Wanli respects her and loves her.

"Sit and accompany me." Wanli knew the concubine's wishes and reached out to sit in her.

Concubine Zheng smiled, sat down to accompany her husband, and reached out to untie the scroll she had just brought.

Wanli took the seal memorial casually, but the Ministry of Personnel asked to add the censor's vacancy. He glanced at it and threw it aside, humming: "It's better not to these people."

"What's wrong?" Concubine Zheng was a little surprised why her husband was angry again.

Wanli said the content of the memorial, it was not a secret matter, and it didn't matter if the imperial concubine knew it.

Concubine Zheng thought for a while and advised: "I heard that the vacancies in the Kedao are serious. A censor left Beijing for inspection and waited for a few years before someone could make up for him. The officials of the six ministries were not allowed to be promoted for many years. Each person often does several personnel. Your Majesty, this will not work. You should make up for it."

"What can I do if I make up for it? I'm empty and I'm going to finish it before I see the court." Wanli tilted his mouth. This was his little move, and he would only be like this in front of Concubine Zheng.

"You are the emperor, what are you saying?" Concubine Zheng looked at her husband angrily. She understood that her husband was a child's temper. When the foreign court wanted to go east, he looked west, and went against them. But it was impossible for her to have no resentment in her heart when the foreign court did what those people did in recent years.

Wanli said angrily: "These officials are full of ethics and morals, and they are all full of essays. If you make up for them, you will definitely give me a lesson to me every day. I will be angry and beat them up. They are still happy. It is better not to make up for them. The so-called "not seeing them and not being upset."

"You are out of sight and not upset, but you can't always do this in national affairs."

Seeing that the imperial concubine was a little worried, Wanli hurriedly said, "I know, the local officials are not free. I will never really treat this country and country." Seeing the imperial concubine holding the painting in her hand, she couldn't help asking, "Whose painting?"

"Dong Qichang's."

"Oh, what is it?"

When he heard that it was Dong Qichang's, Wanli became interested because Dong Qichang's calligraphy and painting were the best in the world. This person also served as a lecturer to the prince Chang Luo, but he went back to Songjiang after he was sick.

Concubine Zheng was a little sad, and her eyes were a little red when she held the painting.

Wanli was confused. Seeing her beloved concubine's sad look, she couldn't help feeling distressed. She hurriedly stepped forward and gently stroked her shoulders, and asked softly, "Beloved concubine, why did you make you so sad?"

When Concubine Zheng heard this, she moved her body, but did not turn her head back to her, but turned her body over, turned her back to Wanli, and continued to sob in a low voice: "It's nothing, I just remembered my mother for a moment, and she was a little sad."

Concubine Zheng's mother has been dead for many years. Wanli only said that she missed her mother for a while, so she said, "When it comes to the Grand Prince, I remember it. The third day of next month seems to be her sixty-year-old man."

After hearing Wanli say this, Concubine Zheng turned around and said quietly: "I thought the emperor had forgotten her mother's birthday."

Seeing that there were crystal tears hanging on the corner of Concubine Zheng's eyes, Wanli's heart was about to break, so he hurriedly wiped away her tears with a brocade handkerchief and said in a loud voice: "How could I forget it?"

"The one who paints in the painting is my mother." Concubine Zheng gently opened the scroll, and a middle-aged woman in her forties was vivid in the painting.

This woman is sixty or seventy percent similar to the concubine's mother, especially the similarity between her eyebrows and eyes, which made Wanli a little confused for a moment.

Concubine Zheng said: "I want to send this painting to ask Master Li to help me write the inscription. I wonder if Your Majesty thinks it is appropriate?"

Please ask Li Tingji to write an inscription?

Wanli was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Li Tingji is Jie Yuan, Hui Yuan, the second place. If Shen Shixing had not interfered, he would probably be the husband of Sanyuan. He has a great reputation in the court. It would be great if he could write an inscription for Guotai."

With her husband's consent, Concubine Zheng called the eunuch Liu Cheng and ordered him to send the portrait to Li Tingji.

After Liu Cheng held the painting, Wanli sat there reviewing the memorials as before, while Concubine Zheng was reading the book. It has been twenty years since the couple did this.

Half an hour later, Liu Cheng came back with a look of anxiety, holding the painting in his hand.

Concubine Zheng glanced at him and was a little confused: "Is the question ready so soon?"

Liu Cheng leaned over and replied, "I have not finished the question yet."

Upon hearing this, Wanli was a little surprised: "Why is this? Could it be that you haven't seen Master Li?"

Liu Cheng said respectfully: "Emperor, I have seen the elder."

Why didn’t the question be done when I saw someone? Wanli was puzzled and asked Liu Cheng: “Then why did you bring the painting back? Could it be that Ge Ge had a lot of trouble and couldn’t get rid of it for a while?”

"Are you not being able to draw a hole in the painting of my mother, or is the teacher unwilling to write an inscription?" Concubine Zheng was a little nervous.

Liu Cheng hesitated for a moment and finally said, "Reply to the emperor, it's not that the Ge Lao can't get out of the air, but that the Ge Lao is unwilling to ask questions!"

Concubine Zheng was stunned and said in a daze: "Why are the elders unwilling to write inscriptions? Is it because you, a servant, neglected the elders!"

Liu Cheng hurriedly said, "Empress, even if I have ten more courage, I dare not neglect the Lord. Empress has wronged me. It's really... It's really that Master Ge is unwilling to write an inscription for Guotai!"

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Chapter completed!