"This..." After hesitating for a long time, someone answered Good in a low voice, "Rumor has it that His Majesty likes men."
Once this was said, the officials all held their breaths and looked at Good cautiously. Unexpectedly, Good's face first darkened, and then he laughed out loud.
"This is ridiculous, extremely ridiculous! His Majesty is a healthy man, why would he like men? This is a complete misrepresentation... "
A smart person picked up on something from Good's words and immediately asked, "Prime Minister, do you mean that His Majesty has agreed to the consort selection? That's great! "
Before Good could explain, a group of people knelt in front of the palace and shouted, "Long live His Majesty!"
"You..." Just as Good opened his mouth, the officials all stood up with smiles. "Prime Minister, thank you! You are a great hero of our Nanfeng Country! "
"No, you..."
"Prime Minister, thank you!" "Prime Minister, you are the best. His Majesty has decided on the consort selection!" "Yes, yes! Prime Minister, you are a great hero! "
All the praises engulfed Good, leaving him no time to think. When Good understood, the people had already dispersed. The laughter of the officials could be heard from afar.
"A bunch of foxes!" Good exhaled. He had been screwed over by these fellows! Before he could finish speaking, they had completely twisted his meaning. Soon, the entire capital would know that Mingyue Cheng was participating in the consort selection. How was he going to explain it to the Emperor? Was this a beautiful misunderstanding?
However, after a while, the helplessness on Good's face turned into a deep smile. Perhaps there would be a turn for the better. Perhaps Mingyue Cheng would be forced to participate in the consort selection under pressure! But before that, he should "offer a humble apology" so that Mingyue Cheng could be mentally prepared.
When Mingyue Cheng returned from the Imperial Garden, he found that Good was still in the Imperial Study. This stubborn old man really gave Mingyue Cheng a headache.
"Prime Minister, could it be that you wish to stay in the palace to have a meal with me?" The Bright Moon Deity sat down in a half-joking manner. She supported her chin with one hand and stared at Good's face. Goode had already left when he tried to sneak away, but he was still here this time. How persistent!
Just as Mingyue Cheng finished speaking, Good knelt in front of Mingyue Cheng with a "pa" sound, his face wrinkled like a fried dough twist, "Your Majesty, please forgive me! Your Majesty, please spare me! "
After saying that, Good laid his head on the ground and refused to get up. This puzzled Mingyue Cheng.
"What happened? Prime Minister, please get up and speak! "
Mingyue Cheng gestured for Fuller to help Good up. Unexpectedly, Good seemed to be nailed to the ground, refusing to get up. "Your Majesty, this old subject has let you down. This old subject deserves to die ten thousand times! This old official's death is not to be regretted, but I am worried about Your Majesty … "
Crying, throwing a tantrum, and threatening to hang themselves were just tricks used on women. Now that Good had used them, Mingyue Cheng did not know whether to laugh or cry. Could it be that Good had changed his strategy after running into a wall a few times? Looking at his tearful appearance, it was as if Mingyue Cheng was a fatuous ruler!
"Uncle Good, if there's anything, please get up first." Seeing that Mingyue Cheng had finally used "Uncle Good" to get rid of him, Good secretly heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that this matter was not too bad. He hoped that Mingyue Cheng could understand his good intentions.
When Good stood up, Mingyue Cheng realized that his eyes were really red. His heart, which had always been firm, was somewhat moved.
"Uncle Goode, what has happened? Why are you giving me such a formal greeting?"
After Mingyue Cheng ascended to the throne and made Good the Prime Minister, Mingyue Cheng had specially given Good a privilege, which was that he did not need to kneel when he saw him. Now that Good was acting like this, it meant that something had happened, something big. Mingyue Cheng wanted to hear it from Good personally.
Sure enough, when Good told Mingyue Cheng everything that had happened at the palace gates, Mingyue Cheng was the first to feel that he had been tricked by a group of old foxes.
"Your Majesty, you see … Right now, the people of the capital are probably celebrating your 'consort selection' …"
The "helplessness" in Good's words made Mingyue Cheng want to pry open Good's head to see if he had really done it unintentionally or on purpose. What should he do now? He was now placed in this awkward position, unable to back down. Was he really going to 'consort selection'?
"Your Majesty, this, there is something that I don't know if I should say …" Good hesitated for a while, then put on an expression that said "I am in a difficult position".
"Say it!" If the person standing in front of him was not Good, if Good and the Chu family were not old friends, Mingyue Cheng was sure that he would not wait patiently like this. He would definitely get someone to take Good away and give him a good beating!
"Because you are still unwilling to choose a concubine, there is no one in the harem, so there are some rumors saying that you …"
"They say that you like men …"
After Good hesitated for a long time, Fowle immediately choked on his saliva when he heard what he said. "Cough cough cough …"
"Eunuch Fowle, don't be agitated. I am just stating the truth! The people outside are indeed saying this! " At this point, Good put on an earnest and well-intentioned expression. "Your Majesty, you are now the ruler of Nanfeng Country, and the people are watching your every move. If there is no one in the harem, the royal family will be without a successor, and the country will be in turmoil, and the people will be restless! "
How could Mingyue Cheng not know that Good's words were reasonable? Now that things had come to this, there was no way to avoid the consort selection. It seemed like he could only deal with it as it came.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" Seeing that Mingyue Cheng was silent and only frowning, Good's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Mingyue Cheng was angry? Good also knew that if it had been someone else who said those words, Mingyue Cheng might have dragged that person away to have a look! This time, he was taking advantage of his seniority, hoping that Mingyue Cheng would really understand the relationship between the harem and the royal court, and would really be a serious ruler.
"I understand what the Prime Minister means. Since that is the case, let the Prime Minister be in charge of the consort selection! The first and second selections will be carried out according to the old rules! For the last selection, I will do it personally! "
"Yes! Your subject obeys! "With Mingyue Cheng's words, Good could finally relax. Just as he was about to turn and leave, Good suddenly thought of something. "Your Majesty, if you don't like the noise, just choose one! It's not the number, but the virtue. The people only want a motherly empress, and Nanfeng Country only needs a prince to inherit it. Your subject hopes that Your Majesty can be happy … "
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