If he is good at all aspects, he can avoid giving others a chance.

So what if you are lucky enough to be a nine-husband?

Tianshu thought to himself that it was just a name.

There are many emperors in history who have three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines, but those emperors cannot favor all their concubines. Some women entered the deep palace and were unable to say a word to the emperor until they died.

Jiurao is not a romantic emperor, so of course she won’t really favor so many people.

Jiurao had no idea that Tian Shu was already planning to make plans in her heart, and secretly planned to make the other destined princes "not be favored until they die."

She just stared at Tianshu for a moment, curled her lips and smiled: "You will be very tired."

very tired?

Tianshu has not been afraid of hardship, death, and of course he is not afraid of fatigue since he was five years old.

Jiurao quickly got back to the point: "Junyu is indeed not suitable for giving too much power now. Even if the job can be done well this time, he still needs to slowly experience it, accumulate connections, and then advance step by step in the future."

The Kang Mansion has been silent for so many years, and its connections and power have long since withered. If Jun Yu is suddenly valued and putting him in an important position is not a good thing for him.

Just like an emperor without real power, although he sat in that position, he seemed to be incredible, but the ministers below all had a strange intention and did not take the emperor seriously. Once the order was issued, no one followed him. This one made excuses, and that one also made excuses, or simply pretended to be deaf and dumb as if he couldn't hear it.

What's the use of such a scenery?

"It's getting late, go to bed sooner."

Tian Shu nodded, was silent for a moment, and suddenly spoke again: "I heard something by chance tonight."

"What's the matter?"

"Shen Qin, the governor of Guannan, once proposed to marry his daughter to the eldest son of the Mo family, but the eldest son of the Mo family did not agree."

The prefect of Guannan?

Jiu Rao was stunned and frowned: "That state upstream of the Guanjiang River?"

Tianshu nodded: "Yes."

Jiu Rao closed her eyes and was silent for a moment, then suddenly stood up, and shouted out the window: "Xuan Yinwei."

A dark shadow flashed through the window and knelt on one knee.

Jiurao said calmly: "Go to southern Guan to explore the trends, especially the residences of various officials. If there is any abnormality, report it in time."

"yes."

"Your Majesty?" Tianshu sat up, "Your Majesty is worried..."

"The flood occurred in the territory of the Mo family's county. The second son of the Mo family did a good job of arranging the victims to retreat, settle the victims, or even opening the warehouse and releasing grain." Jiurao's tone was calm, and there was a fire in his dark eyes, "but it still couldn't stop someone from taking advantage of this opportunity to create disaster."

Of course, this is just Jiurao's guess at the moment, or just in case - as a prefect of a state, he could propose to form a family with the local first-generation family. If he said that he did not go for the Mo family property, who would believe it?

Since he had this idea, he could not be a selfless person.

Therefore, it is entirely possible to take revenge on the public.

Although Jiurao hoped that she had been worried, if this prefect Shen could be at peace, everything would be fine. But even if there was one in ten thousand chances, it would have to be prevented in advance.

After looking out the dark window for a moment, Jiurao slowly lay down and said, "Open the lights and go to bed."

Tianshu raised his hand and waved it out, and then lay down.

Calm in the middle of the night.
Chapter completed!