"It's time for the selection ceremony again."
Li Shimin felt bored; he had long surpassed the age of lingering amidst flowers, but this was an imperial ritual, so he decided to go through the motions.
"Minister, do any of them catch your eye?" Li Shimin turned to Zhu Zhengwei.
The selection was not only for the emperor but also for the nobility and princes, choosing some beautiful and talented girls to keep in the palace.
Zhu Zhengwei paused in silence, looking at the tens of thousands of girls kneeling below.
"Hahaha!" Li Shimin suddenly laughed, "Even my precious daughter doesn't catch your eye; how could these common beauties from the populace attract your attention?"
"Your Majesty, I am still young and do not wish to be entangled in romances," Zhu Zhengwei replied.
He started pondering.
The appearance of Wu Mei Niang would mean the downfall of Li Shimin's era.
And how would it fall? Was it possible that the celestial beings were about to act against Li Shimin?
