reborn son

Chapter 1587
The weather has turned cold, so the weather has no effect on the monks, but for the old lady who has not practiced, it is really suffering, and she really fell ill.

But now that his condition has improved, the Kong family is worried that the old master's health will deteriorate, so they are not willing to let him participate in the morning court.

After hearing this, Li Dongyang showed worry on his face. Although Master Kong said that the old lady's health has improved, he probably meant to comfort him.

According to the temperament of the old matriarch, even if he is sick, he will come to the morning court with his sick body on the first day he leaves the customs. Alas, time is really not forgiving.

Li Dongyang sighed in his heart, and decided to go to the Confucian Mansion after the court, he really has feelings for the old lady.

This person is not only Fengyang's adoptive father, but also an important minister of the Wuji Empire, and his most trusted minister.

The fact that he dared to delegate power to Shun'er was largely due to the fact that there was an old man in charge of the court. As long as the old man sat in the court for a day, the court would not be chaotic, and officials would not dare to bully Shun'er when he was young.

Expressing verbal concern, the Confucian scholar stepped down, and all the officials began to speak up, bringing out some important tasks for discussion.

At this time, Li Dongyang, like Shun'er, would maintain his majesty, keep silent, and the two officials would not express their opinions unless they argued for a reason.

Shun'er practiced well on this point, although he was young, he didn't let the officials see his intentions, which made the officials quite afraid of the prince.

The more unable to figure out the character of the master, the harder it is to serve.

Although Li Dongyang looked majestic, but that guy was too evasive, and he was even more of a tease before he became a god. Baiguan still knew him very well.

I know God don't look at the cold face at this time, but there is a funny heart under that expression, which is easy to get along with.

All the officials discussed were major matters of the national economy and the people's livelihood. The Wu Ji Empire developed so fast that they had to fill in the loopholes in the law and revise the law every day.

In the past when Li Dongyang was not around, they could only ask the prince to promulgate temporary laws. Now that God is back, come on, let’s settle it once and for all. Take out those temporary laws and discuss merits and demerits. Keep what can be kept, and what needs to be changed. Hurry up perfect the law.

Baiguan's move won Li Dongyang's heart very much. He said before that although the Wuji Empire has formulated many laws, it is still not enough.

Why is it not enough? Li Dongyang didn't say it at the time, and all the officials objected to this, thinking that the law was detailed enough.

Facts have proved that God is too wise and mighty.

There are countless flattering voices here, no matter how wise God is, the flattering cannot stop, when a courtier doesn't even have the consciousness to flatter, how can he mess around.

Li Dongyang, who took the photo, couldn't help grinning, so the officials worked harder in the photo, Shun'er silently rolled his eyes, his father's expression was not well managed.

The morning court continued until the sun was high in the sky, and Li Dongyang ordered the eunuch to pass on the meal, so as not to starve his courtiers, these are good people.

Let's sit in the hall and eat, and continue when we are full.

The officials thanked each other and flattered them again. It was really a joy for the monarch and his ministers.

The morning meeting of this day continued until the sun was westward, and then the meeting ended. The officials talked all day, but their spirits did not deteriorate. They argued while walking, and it seemed that they had to continue tomorrow.

Li Dongyang left the main hall, left the work to Shun'er, and left alone. Shun'er held his little hands behind his back with a resentful expression on his face. Father, the hands-off shopkeeper, was getting smoother and smoother. Why did he grow up?
After leaving the palace, Li Dongyang quietly came to the Confucian mansion. The concierge was surprised and happy when he saw the Lord came, and wanted to report to ask the old lady Fu and other masters to come out to greet him, but was stopped by Li Dongyang.

With his hands behind his back, this guy wobbled towards the courtyard where the old master lived, as if he was visiting his own garden.

Before reaching Moxuanju, the big and small masters of the Kong family had already received the news, and hurried to Moxuanju with their robes in their hands, regardless of dressing up.

Li Dongyang looked at the scene with his hands behind his back, and saw several panicked figures appearing in the beautiful scene, he smiled unscrupulously.

"See God." Mrs. Kong was out of breath and her feet hurt from running, so she rushed to see Li Dongyang before entering the garden.

"Sister-in-law, you're welcome. I'm here alone. There is no God here. Get up quickly."

Li Dongyang stretched out his hands to help Mrs. Kong up, and then he sent out another force, and the other masters, big and small, were also lifted up.

"I heard that the old lady Fu is not in good health. I just came to see him. They are all gone. Don't stay with me." Li Dongyang laughed.

As soon as these words came out, I received a wave of gratitude. God went out to see the old lady privately. This is a great grace.

This shows that the Lord cares about the old lady in his heart, and he doesn't stop caring about the old lady because he is old. This shows that the old lady is constantly favored.

This explained a lot, and it was all the Kong family's own thoughts. Thinking of the excitement, there was an expressionless look on their faces.

Mrs. Kong accompanied Li Dongyang into the garden, and introduced the old lady's condition while walking. The summary was only one sentence: the old lady is getting old!

Li Dongyang felt a lot of emotion. If it was in the past, when no monks appeared, the old matriarch would have been buried deep in the ground. His appearance made the old matriarch live for many years.

But manpower is exhausted, and the old matriarch's body is still aging day by day. I am afraid that in the end he will not be able to continue to live for the old matriarch.

Thinking of this, Li Dongyang felt a little sad, and murmured: "No matter what, the old man must be healed. The Wuji Empire has not yet been truly unified."

Mrs. Kong's nose was sour when she heard that, but no, the Wuji Empire has not yet been truly unified. The old master has worked hard all his life to see the great Wuji Empire rule the world.

"I'm sorry to trouble God." Mrs. Kong said, Li Dongyang can call her sister-in-law, but she can't call herself sister-in-law, she is a minister's wife, so she has to remember her duty.

Soon the two came to the old master's bedroom. There was a fireplace burning in the bedroom. Before they got close to the house, they could feel the heat coming out.

The old lady Fu coughed intermittently, and the old lady's concern was mixed with it.

The two are about the same age, the old lady is obviously in better health than the old matriarch, Li Dongyang knows the reason, it's just that the old lady worries less, unlike the old matriarch who works hard for the country and has no free time all day long.

"Father, mother, God has come to see you." Before Mrs. Kong entered the room, the voice came in first, reminding the two people in the room.

Li Dongyang didn't stop Mrs. Kong's small movements, accelerated his feet, and flashed into the bedroom like a shadow, leaving only Mrs. Kong stunned, reminded of his emotions in vain.

The people in the room were reminded that the old matriarch was struggling to get up, but before he could make a big move, Li Dongyang had already sat on the side of the bed, stretched out his hand and pressed him down, and then put his index finger on the old matriarch's pulse.

Li Dongyang's movements were quick, like flowing clouds and flowing water, without extra words, but they were extraordinarily touching.

(End of this chapter)