Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 147 The old and the small are not serious
Mo Junli ordered people to change Lu Zixiu into the clothes of the guards of the Seventh Prince's Mansion, and told him to put half of a mask on his face, and then he took the people on board the carriage to the palace and drove all the way into the Forbidden City.

It is normal for the royal children to be accompanied by one or two young servants, and Mo Junli is used to being favored, so the guards guarding the palace gate only checked routinely and let them go easily.

Yan Chuan, who was driving, was used to this, but Lu Zixiu, who was sitting on the carriage, did not slowly let go of his hanging heart until the carriage entered the depths of the Forbidden City.

Seeing this, Yan Chuan couldn't help lowering his eyes and making a slight sneer. If you say that the courage of this scholar is really strange, he didn't show much fear when he was assassinated on the forest road in the suburbs of Beijing. disturbed.

He really couldn't understand these scholars.

The young man blew a shallow whistle, and parked the carriage in front of the road closest to the Imperial Study Room. The carriages of the Seventh Prince's Mansion can pass freely in the palace, but not every road in the palace can pass the carriages.

"Master, this subordinate is waiting for you at the old place." Yan Chuan cupped his hands and gave the boy a look. The latter nodded slightly when he heard this, and then led Lu Zixiu, who was dressed as a guard, to the imperial study.

The elderly inner eunuch stood at the door holding Fuchen in his arms. Seeing that it was Mo Junli coming, he bowed slightly to him: "Your Highness, you are here."

"Uncle Yu." Mo Junli responded, and he was willing to give enough respect to this old man who has served by his side for more than thirty years, "Old...cough, is Emperor Father in there?"

"Go back to Your Highness, I'm here." Yu Deyong rolled his eyes with a smile. Emperor Yun Jing had seven princes under his knees, and the one he felt most happy looking at was the youngest His Royal Highness in front of him.

Firstly, he has the demeanor of Emperor Yunjing when he was young; secondly, his behavior is the most appropriate to advance and retreat; thirdly, the most precious thing is that he can kill decisively without losing due benevolence.

The old eunuch who has been in the palace for most of his life knows well that the emperor needed by a dynasty is never a violent person who only knows how to kill, nor a cowardly person who is only soft-hearted.

Resoluteness and kindness have always been inseparable and indispensable.

"That's good." Mo Junli nodded, and asked a little more, "He hasn't summoned the foreign ministers now, has he?"

"Probably not." Yu Deyong's tone paused slightly, and a strange look flashed across his face for a moment, thinking that His Majesty's summoning of Mu Guogong, who is like a brother and sister, should not be counted as meeting foreign ministers.

After all, that person is holding a saber in his hand and has been clamoring to "kill the king" every day for decades.

Anyway, he has never seen when his Majesty and the Duke blushed and got angry, nor when the Duke really took out the saber.

It doesn't count, it certainly doesn't count as a foreign minister.

Yu Deyong comforted himself so much in his belly, Mo Junli listened, lowered his jaw, and stepped into the imperial study room. Lu Zixiu, as a "guard", could not enter without being summoned, so he stood obediently and quietly with his head bowed. Behind Eunuch Yu.

?Although there are no foreign ministers, the Duke of the State is inside, Your Highness~~
The old man was taken aback by the young man's quick and unexpected movements, and subconsciously wanted to stop him.

However, as soon as the word "waiting" blurted out, he came to his senses. Neither the Duke of Zuo and His Highness are people who abide by etiquette, and His Majesty clearly intends to pass on to His Highness——

Therefore, His Majesty should not be worried that His Highness will have some contact with the Duke of the State, and even hope that he will get the approval of the two previous Patriarchs of the Mu family as soon as possible.

Yu Deyong regained his composure, stretched out his hand to straighten the slightly messy fly whisk in his arm, Mo Junli strode into the study room, and said at the same time, he is mainly here today to blackmail, so naturally the sound must arrive before the shadow arrives .

"Old man, today I brought you some great news." The young man smiled playfully, and the moment he stood still in front of the imperial case, he caught a glimpse of Mu Wenjing who had just sat upright with a slightly embarrassed expression from the corner of his eye. His pupils trembled.

... Didn't you agree that you are not summoning foreign ministers?Why is the Duke of the Kingdom here?

Oh, that's right, for the old man, Mu Guogong is only half a body away from his brother, and he is indeed not a foreign minister.

Mo Junli's brain went blank for a moment, but his body responded one step ahead of his brain.

So Emperor Yun Jing watched helplessly as his son's color changed in a blink of an eye, and the wanton expression on his face suddenly changed into gentleness and politeness. He cupped his hands and bowed to Mu Wenjing: "Mu Guogong is also here."

"Old minister...has seen His Highness the Seventh Prince." Mu Wenjing smiled awkwardly, got up and saluted, and at the same time, his eyes drifted unconsciously towards Emperor Yun Jing behind the wide desk.

He didn't know until today that the gentle and decent Seventh Prince actually looked like this in private, but this almost arrogant wantonness didn't disgust him, instead it made him feel closer to Mo Junli .

The calm and dignified mask is naturally perfect, but perfection will always make people feel illusory and alienated. Such a lively and unrestrained face is more like a 15-year-old boy, real and not deliberate.

This actually made half of the hidden worries hidden in his heart fade away. Although the former Mo Junli had a good relationship with Mu Xiuning, he still couldn't figure out his bottom line.

The appearance he once showed may not be the most perfect emperor here, but he must be an ideal monarch that only exists in fantasy——

Every gesture is appropriate but not rigid, decisive and benevolent, and even shows tolerance and recognition beyond the scope of ordinary people's understanding of the military power of the Duke's Mansion and the Mu family. This never made him feel at ease, but only made him more perturbed.

Could there really be such a king in the world?
Even the Emperor Yun Jing back then had to spend a lot of effort before he completely let go of his guard against the Mu family and the Duke's Mansion.

Mu Wenjing's froze eyebrows eased slightly, while Mo Jingyao's eyes kept moving back and forth between the two of them.

Good boy, you know how to restrain yourself in front of your future father-in-law.

With his hand hidden under the desk, Mo Jingyao quietly showed two thumbs up to Mo Junli. Just now, he almost thought that the unlucky image of his unlucky son in Xiaojing's heart would be completely ruined. Who knew he could react so quickly ?
Let's look at Xiao Jing's expression now, as if he has put down a very heavy stone, his evaluation of this brat is not retreating but advancing.

Not bad, very good, worthy of being smashed by Mo Jingyao's son!
Emperor Yun Jing stroked his palm silently, after thinking wildly for a while, he finally noticed the little embarrassment in the imperial study.

So he raised his hand, clenched his fist on his lips, and pretended to cough: "Cough, Ayan, what terrible news did you just say you brought me?"

"Father, have you ever heard of the scholar case that has been widely circulated in Beijing recently?" Mo Junli smirked, holding back the title that was awkward and troublesome for him, and Emperor Yunjing's brain was soft. Straight pain.

"Come on, Ah Yan, be normal, there are really no outsiders here." Mo Jingyao had a terrible headache, "Besides, Xiao Jing heard the phrase 'old man' when you entered the door."

He was used to hearing "old man", but now that Mo Junli suddenly called him "Father Emperor" in private, he only felt that he had one head and two big heads.

"Oh." Hearing this, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, and decisively chose to break the pot, "It's the scholar who was said to have died in the suburbs of Beijing—he didn't die, but I brought him back, and he was right at the door. Would you like to see him?" ?”

　A large horse crash scene
　　bushi
　　23333
　　From here on, Father Mu's attitude towards Mo Junli will change a lot.

　　Because they are men who have embarrassed each other! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)