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Chapter 12: Decisions that violate ancestors

Correction? What correction can I make?

Now I wish I could go back to sleep directly.

Wei Yunyi shook his head, but he also knew that he had to be there.

Otherwise, what should I do if Concubine Ying does not dare to start because of fear?

So he opened his mouth and gave a reassurance: "Don't worry, my dear wife, you can watch it, you don't have to worry too much."

"Then it's better for me to be respectful than to obey my orders." After receiving Wei Yunyi's guarantee, Zhao Lingying suddenly felt at ease.

She was not as panicked as before. Immediately, she took a deep breath and started reading carefully from the first book.

I have to say that reading memorials is indeed very energy-consuming.

Especially when the number is extremely large.

Even if Zhao Lingying had a special method, she still felt a big headache.

But she wasn't bored at all. Instead, the more she watched, the more energetic she became.

During this period, Wei Yunyi felt extremely relaxed without having to read the memorial. But since he could not leave for the time being, he was very bored. Apart from having lunch and answering some questions from Concubine Ying, he had nothing to do.

And among those piles of memorials, quite a few were all about the King of Yan's abdication of the vassal state.

Other than that, there's nothing else important, so it's a no-brainer.

"Your Majesty, all the memorials have been taken care of."

I do not know how long it has been.

In the imperial study room, Zhao Lingying bowed and said.

Hearing this, Wei Yunyi, who almost fell asleep, immediately raised his head.

All the memorials were placed neatly on the table.

And now, it's only close to You hour, and the sun hasn't even set yet.

In other words, the memorial that I might have spent a whole day reading could only be spent in Concubine Ying's hands for most of a day.

"Thank you for your hard work, concubine." At this moment, Wei Yunyi walked up to Zhao Lingying, his eyes shining.

"I don't have to work hard."

Zhao Lingying said, with a smile on her face.

In fact, not only is she not working hard, she is also very energetic.

After all, how can it be hard to do something you love?

She is now certain that even if there is another batch, she will never feel tired.

Because this is the first time Zhao Lingying has been able to release her heart without having to suppress it since she was a child.

However, she also knew very well in her heart that this kind of thing would never happen again. She was just a prostitute and a concubine in the harem.

Reading memorials and participating in national affairs, even with the permission of His Majesty the Emperor, are against ancestral rules.

But Zhao Lingying is also very satisfied, at least there is one more time, right?

"good very good."

Wei Yunyi was very happy, as if he had picked up a treasure, and then said: "My beloved concubine is so capable, why don't you come to the imperial study every day from now on and read the memorial with me?"

You said you would watch it together, but in fact you just let the other party deal with it directly. Of course, you must not say this. What should you do if you scare the imperial concubine? You must do it step by step.

"What your Majesty means is that I can come to see the memorial every day from now on?" Zhao Lingying was stunned, as if she couldn't believe it.

Wang Jin and other eunuchs and maids also looked at this scene in surprise. His Majesty actually wants to hand over the memorial to the imperial concubine?

However, although everyone was shocked, no one dared to say anything.

"Of course, don't you, my beloved concubine, not want to share my worries?" Wei Yunyi said, pretending to be angry.

"But... Taizu has long established the rules, and it is against the laws of the ancestors to be a concubine."

"My beloved, you are worrying too much. I just want you to read the memorial."

Wei Yunyi smiled and continued: "As long as I'm here, you can keep your heart in your stomach and no one dares to say anything."

Isn't it normal operation to be a foolish king and make decisions that go against the ancestors?

But Zhao Lingying was still a little worried: "But if this matter spreads out, the courtiers will definitely have opinions on Your Majesty, saying that Your Majesty allows the harem to interfere in politics, and scolds you for being a coward. How can I let my concubines get along with themselves?"

Is there such a good thing? That would be great.

This is the effect I want.

Of course, you can't say it clearly.

There must be an excuse.

"It doesn't matter."

Wei Yunyi looked at Zhao Lingying and said, "As long as my beloved concubine likes her, it doesn't matter if she is cast aside by everyone in the world."

As long as my beloved concubine likes her, what does it matter if she is cast aside by everyone in the world?

Suddenly, Zhao Lingying's heart began to tremble.

The whole person stood there blankly.

But soon, she raised her head and said seriously: "My concubine, I am willing to share your worries for Your Majesty."

"Then I'll bother my concubine more." Seeing the other party's agreement, Wei Yunyi was immediately satisfied.

Although he knew that Concubine Ying was quick to read memorials, but being quick did not mean she was very capable in governing the country. These were two different things.

Besides, how far can a woman who has only been exposed to martial arts since childhood achieve?

Could it be that it is still Wu Zetian of the Great Wei Dynasty?

impossible.

Wei Yunyi thought to himself, very confident.

Then, the two chatted casually for a few more words. Seeing that nothing happened, Zhao Lingying resigned.

"Your Majesty, I've almost scared this slave to death today. If your Majesty commits crime..."

On the way back.

Cui Guo patted her small chest, feeling a little dizzy.

Aren't you and your empress here to deliver porridge? Why do you have to come to see the memorial in the future?

Looking at the memorial, to put it seriously, it means that the harem is interfering in politics...

"You are just timid, but His Majesty is still very kind." Beside her, Zhao Lingying spoke, with a slight smile on her brows.

This scene made the palace maid Cuiguo couldn't help but widen her eyes. My mother-in-law has always raised her eyes above her head. She is usually the most arrogant. Even to the Marquis, she is sometimes very plain and doesn't show much smile.

"Empress, why did you say this?" Cui Guo immediately asked with curiosity.

She remembers that today is the second time that the empress has met His Majesty, right?

Especially the first few days after entering the palace.

I don’t know how many times I have scolded the emperor secretly. What happened to him today?

Hearing this, Zhao Lingying was silent at first, thought for a moment, and said: "You grew up with me, and you also know that I practiced martial arts under the pressure of my father. What I like more is discussing political affairs, but all this time, no one has

I care about what I want and like, even marriage is nothing more than a political transaction between the family and the royal family."

"I have resisted and cried, but to no avail, because my choice is related to the fate of the entire Zhao family, and I cannot act willfully."

"And since I entered the palace, I have been able to think that I may be trapped in this high wall forever for the rest of my life."

"Everything is because I am a woman and I was born in a general, so I cannot arbitrarily discuss state affairs."

"But His Majesty is different. He allows me to read the memorial, express my opinions, and do what I want to do."

"He also said that as long as I like and am willing, it doesn't matter even if I am despised by everyone in the world."

"Whether he does it intentionally or not, I think he is good."

At the end of the sentence, the smile on Zhao Lingying's face became stronger and she continued: "Especially today, when I read the memorial, His Majesty did not interfere at all. Only when I asked, he would only answer a few sentences. Even when my father wrote the memorial,
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