The old man Huang said it implicitly. In fact, what he meant was to implicitly persuade Liu Hao to take more concubines and have more children to stabilize people's hearts.

Liu Hao thought that there were dozens of concubines and beautiful women in the palace, which was not less.

But this is relatively speaking. Since ancient times, which emperor has not been the queen of the harem?

To say the least, a certain director and deputy mayor of later generations often broke the news of dozens of mistresses. Liu Hao's harem is really not much.

It's just a little subtle. After the highly respected Huang Wan came out to take the lead, the old Yang Biao of the cabinet also stood out, held the wat board and said, "Your Majesty, the holy text is divine and powerful. In the world, there is only a shortage of beautiful women in the harem. The old minister begged to call all the beautiful women in the world to enrich the harem!"

"I also think so. I beg your majesty to order that beautiful women will be called everywhere to enrich the harem!"

……

Then, Wang Lang and other old ministers stood out together and said, "please, your majesty, call beautiful women and enrich the harem!"

For a moment, the hall was very lively, and many people followed and bowed down with great momentum.

"Only those who are greedy for pleasure and pleasure have been admonished by their subordinates. Where is there a king who is admonished by his ministers to open more harem?"

Things got worse and worse. Liu Hao waved his hand and took it lightly: "the time for this is not right. We'll discuss it after the Western Qiang is settled and retreat!"

Liu Hao said so. Naturally, the officials in the hall have no objection.

Li Fenglian brushed the dust and shouted, "retreat!"

After bowing down to see Liu Hao off, a group of old ministers in the central cabinet talked one after another:

"Alas, your majesty is determined to forge ahead, but ignores family affairs. Today's advice is a failure."

"Who says not? This western Qiang barbarian really doesn't know what to do. He dares to make trouble at this time."

Old Minister Huang Wan walked slowly out of the Palace door and said with a smile: "don't worry, you adults. When Chen Shuai came out, the Western Qiang was not afraid. The king sought the country and the country, and His Majesty's Holy Text and divine martial arts were the rare emperor in the world. We are old, but we can still talk about these trivial things. Besides, this is what Cai Lao meant."

Huang Wan said as he walked, "if you can't do it once, then twice. If you can give birth to a dragon son for your majesty, it's worth collecting thousands of beautiful women!"

"Old Huang said so. Your majesty respected the ninth five year plan and Qiang Feng dance created an unprecedented prosperity, but there were only two princesses, too few!"

"Quality should also be considered. From my point of view, your majesty is quite fond of beautiful and elegant women..."

"Oh? There is a granddaughter in my family. She is beautiful, dignified and polite. She says she can't enter the eyes of the Emperor..."

……

These highly respected cabinet ministers are usually silent and smiling. Many of them are real leaders of Confucianism. There are students all over the world. Today, they are here to discuss the standard of selecting draft women for Liu Hao. If their disciples and future generations hear about it, they will be surprised to lose their teeth!

Wang Lang, an old cabinet member and one of the three ministers, was slightly moved.

After returning home, Wang Lang changed his clothes and asked the maid, "where has Yuanji gone?"

The maid said, "Sir, miss is practicing calligraphy in the study."

Wang Lang nodded. His old face, which had always been flat, calmed down and walked slowly to the study. He saw a beautiful shadow. Before sitting at the table, Su was holding a pen and thinking about something. His temperament was quiet and elegant.

This daughter is Wang Su's daughter. Her name is Wang Yuanji, that is, Wang Lang's granddaughter. Only from her back, she looks extraordinary.

Wang Lang stood behind Wang Yuanji and looked at her with his hands on his back. He didn't speak. He saw that she was writing "rolling water, waves wash away heroes". He smiled and said, "Yuanji is a great talent. I'm afraid I can't write this word even if I love the old man."

Wang Yuanji's delicate body was shocked. She lit a little ink mark on the prince's paper in her hand, returned to her mind, hurriedly got up and saluted and said, "Grandpa, didn't you go to the court? How did you come to the study?"

Wang Lang smiled and joked, "the matter in the court has been settled. I'll come back and see if xiaoyuanji is lazy."

Wang Yuanji said angrily, "Grandpa, Yuanji's lessons haven't fallen at all. Books such as spring and autumn and Zuo Zhuan can be recited, but there are still no Pre-Qin Confucian classics at home!"

"There are Confucian classics in the palace. Grandpa will test you first."

Wang Lang casually asked about the contents of the Scriptures, but Wang Yuanji answered them like a stream. She could draw inferences from one instance and discuss the deep meaning of the scriptures with Wang Lang.

"This daughter of my family is by no means a thing in the pool!"

In Wang Lang's heart, a touch of deep amazement appeared.

When Wang Yuanji was eight years old, she could read the book of songs and the Analects of Confucius. She was especially proficient in mourning etiquette. As long as she had literary meaning, she would remember it in her heart. When she was nine years old, she could serve her mother when her mother was ill. By the age of 16, the Confucian scriptures were all involved and proficient!

Wang Lang himself is a great scholar in the world, but he also regrets his daughter's amazing talent.

If this is a man, Confucianism must have another great Confucian. However, he has another idea in his heart, "Yuanji, you have reached Sheng this year, and it's time to get married."

Wang Yuanji's beautiful eyes turned slightly and said with a complex look: "Grandpa, Yuanji doesn't want to marry!"

oh

Wang Lang stroked his beard and said, "it's a great relationship between men and women. You have read the Scriptures and don't understand this?"

Wang Yuanji passed a handsome and majestic figure in her heart and said faintly, "Grandpa, I'd better wait a few years."

In her heart, she wanted to cry: in this era, it is too difficult for women to speak for their marriage.

Parents' orders and matchmakers' words are usually the words of family elders. You have to marry if you don't marry.

Just waiting for words in the boudoir can be a little closer to the noble and handsome emperor who often appears in dreams. After marrying, they go away from each other and go farther and farther.

Wang Lang certainly doesn't know what's on the girl's mind.

Fortunately, Wang Lang was also an open-minded person. When he heard that his granddaughter didn't want to marry so soon, he only shook his head and sighed helplessly: "fool! It's a pity that such a good opportunity was missed in vain. Wouldn't it be Wang's blessing if he could enter the palace and suffer Junze this time?"

"Enter the palace gate, Meng Junze!?"

Wang Yuanji's beautiful eyes widened, her heart was shocked, and her wolf pen fell on the paper.,,.