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She asked Tao Ying: "Master Tao, my official robes..."

Tao Ying came back to his senses.

"Master Li, don't worry. You are just here to report for duty and have not officially taken office yet. Moreover, your first mission is to be the angel at the Seventh Prince's wedding. This matter...how should I put it..."

He smiled awkwardly.

"Right now, the emperor's order has not come down yet."

Li Qingcha knew that the imperial edict had not been issued.

When the prince chooses a concubine or the princess chooses a husband, it is usually the royal relatives and nobles who act as the "superiors" in public.

Now, the emperor hasn't decided which duke or marquis to take charge of the matter.

Li Qingcha pondered.

"What is the process for selecting a prince's consort?"

Tao Ying said, "Master Li, please follow me into the government office."

Everyone entered the Ministry of Rites.

The Right Assistant Minister Xie Chengxuan took out a copy of the Daxia Code, handed it to Li Qingcha, and turned to the part concerning the imperial decree.

Li Qingcha felt a headache when he saw the tadpole-like words on it.

She asked, "Master Tao, what is this?"

Tao Ying said nothing.

Xie Chengxuan explained: "Master Li, you don't know that the process of selecting a concubine for the prince is quite long. I will outline a few steps for you. You only need to pay attention to the key points."

He took the pencil and wrote on the book.

Since the map reform, offices in Daxia have realized the importance of lead tablets and have begun to use them widely.

Someone highlighted the key points, so it is not so troublesome to read.

Li Qingcha moved forward.

Unexpectedly, choosing a prince's wife was very troublesome.

The first step is to register.

Girls between the ages of thirteen and nineteen from the people were betrothed with silver coins, and their parents would send them to the capital, where there were as many as five thousand of them.

The first one made Li Qingcha feel numb.

Five thousand people...

If I understand correctly, it does not mean only 5,000 people, but more than 5,000 people.

She asked: "National audition?"

Other officials could not help but ponder over the word "open selection".

After a while,

"Master Li is truly a man of talent, and the term 'open selection' is so vivid."

Tao Ying's face was full of admiration.

Li Qingcha: “…”

"Master Tao, please stop complimenting me. Let's get down to business first."

"That's right. In the past, the princes would choose their wives and the princesses would recruit their husbands in the first month of the year, so people from all over the world would gather in the capital. But the seventh prince's choice of wife was a sudden event, so only the areas around the capital were present, and there weren't that many people."

"So...approximately how much?"

"This... hehe... I'm afraid it's over ten thousand."

puff!

Li Qingcha vomited blood.

Tao Ying laughed.

"It's all thanks to Chief Li that so many people participated."

"Rely on me?"

"Yes, if you hadn't fully supported the Seventh Prince, how could there be the suppression of bandits in Bozhou? How could there be the discussion of the three sects?"

"..."

Tao Ying's meaning is very clear.

The Seventh Prince is now sought after by all the women of marriageable age in the world because he has accomplished two major things and stood out among the other princes.

Although his position was not as high as that of the crown prince, his popularity among the people was comparable to that of the second prince.

Even if one does not expect the Seventh Prince to succeed to the throne, but considering his status, he will surely be given a good fiefdom after the Crown Prince ascends the throne in the future, and become a happy and wealthy prince.

Li Qingcha was depressed.

I didn't expect that all the things I have now were caused by me.

She asked again: "What does this 'Si Eng Yi Yin Gong' mean?"

Xie Chengxuan replied: "That is not a betrothal gift, it is... um... it is..."

"Registration fee?"

"Yes, it would be more appropriate to call it the registration fee."

The Seventh Prince can make money by choosing a concubine.

I didn't expect it to be true.

Li Qingcha continued to read on and found that there were too many doors and windows behind.

Primary election:

The eunuchs select beautiful women, and stand in order of age for every ten of them. The eunuchs and the chief officers inspect them, and those who do not meet the requirements are eliminated.

Check:

The eunuchs carefully inspected the ears, eyes, mouth, nose, hair, skin, neck, shoulders, and back;

The eunuchs asked about the family origin, surname, age, and listened to the voice;

The eunuchs held measuring instruments and measured the hands and feet of the beautiful women, then looked at their steps and postures to see their size;

If there is anyone who is illegal, remove him and eliminate him.

Final Selection:

She was led to a secret room by an old palace maid, who touched her breasts, smelled her armpits, and touched her skin.

Li Qingcha was puzzled.

“That’s it?”

Xie Chengxuan shook his head.

"That's not it. Next, it depends on what the prince means."

"Well……"

"Master Li may find it troublesome. In fact, it is more troublesome to be a royal concubine or a crown princess. They may even have to be put on trial and stay in the inner palace for at least a month, with the maids observing their temperament, speech, and reputation."

"..."

Li Qingcha didn't expect that he would be assigned such a job.

I thought I could take it easy before the autumn hunt, but the reality turned out to be very cruel. Choosing a princess would be more troublesome than dealing with the demon envoys.

She asked, “Where is the location?”

Xie Chengxuan said: "The palaces of the kings."

"Isn't the Princes' Hall the place where the princes of the East Palace study?"

"This Princes' Hall is not the same as that Princes' Hall... um... when the princes choose their wives, a stage will be set up in front of the Princes' Hall, and the women will go on stage to show off."

"Show yourself in public?"

"No, no, but the display still needs to be made. The so-called 'eunuchs and chief officials inspect' does not just refer to appearance. At least... um... the Seventh Prince must be able to read when choosing a concubine, right?"

"Makes sense."

The more Li Qingcha listened, the more troubled he became.

Show your talents on stage...

This is almost becoming like a modern variety show audition.

She waved.

Xiao Hui: “Meow?”

The cat jumped into her arms.

Li Qingcha grabbed Xiao Hui and pulled him.

Only petting cats can calm her depressed mood.

Chapter 388 The Seventh Prince

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Imperial City.

Wenhua Pavilion.

Among the princes and princesses, only a small group in the front row were reading seriously. The younger ones in the back had their minds wandering away.

Someone held up a book to block out the noise,

"Have you all heard? Brother Seven is getting married?"

The others nodded.

"Uh-huh……"

"I heard it. I heard it."

"Alas... How miserable... What did Mr. Lanling say? 'A beautiful lady in her twenties with a body as soft as butter, she carries a sword at her waist to kill foolish men.'"

……

They shook their heads repeatedly.

Judging from the look on his face, he seemed to be truly grief-stricken.

The Seventh Prince was vomiting blood when he heard this, and a thousand horses were galloping through his mind.

These little brats, their hair isn’t even fully grown yet, what the hell do they know about “The Golden Plum Vase”?

He glanced across the room.

"Si Rou."

Sirou:  ̄□ ̄||

Pretended not to hear.

Unexpectedly, the Seventh Prince became more and more outrageous, and his voice became louder.

"Hey! Sirou! Sirou!!!"

Si Rou was helpless. She glanced at the equally helpless Zhan Shi above her, turned around, and glared at the Seventh Prince fiercely.

"Say something quickly."

"I don't want to get married yet."

"Hey...you told me this has a hammer use?"

Sirou rolled her eyes.

The Seventh Prince chuckled, stood up the book, and moved closer.

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