Love in Xuancheng

As soon as Feng moye stepped into the hall door, he noticed that a bunch of annoying eyes fell on him. He didn't even bother to lift his eyelids. He directly raised his hand. The old doctor turned his eyes and fainted, lying on the chess table, and the pieces crashed and scattered on the ground.

The emperor was also surprised. He looked at the dizzy old doctor Shan and the scattered pieces on the ground. Then he slowly looked up and stared at the wind who was coming towards him.

"Inverse son, what are you doing?"

"Throw it out!"

Feng moye ignored the emperor's questions and ordered father-in-law Quan, who was trembling behind the emperor, to throw out old doctor Shan.

Father-in-law Quan didn't care to ask the emperor, so he shouted someone in and carried old doctor Shan out.

The emperor was so angry that he patted the table, "it's upside down! Quan Ruyi, who is your master? You old man who eats inside and eats outside, get out! Get out of here!"

Feng moye turned a blind eye to this, just found a seat to sit down and quietly watched their master and servant make a fuss there.

Seeing his son's posture of watching a good play, the emperor waved impatiently to drive his father-in-law out.

Father-in-law Quan was pardoned. His two old legs ran faster than rabbits.

The emperor couldn't help laughing at the funny way father-in-law Quan ran away.

"Do you know where you've been in the past six months? I thought you were missing! Look, are you king Jin's house or King Jin's house? It's almost a general's house!"

I can't help it. My son is a man who cherishes words like gold. If he doesn't open his mouth and find a topic first, I'm afraid the meeting will break up again because of silence.

"General Cheng's residence is good. The king just moved into the palace." Feng moye raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at the emperor.

"What do you mean?"

The emperor's brain was short circuited for a moment, and some monks were confused.

"Don't you look down on and don't care about my seat? Why? You've been missing for half a year and suddenly figured it out?"

Feng moye looked indifferent, took a sip of tea and said, "my king is still not rare now!"

"Not rare? What are you doing here?" the emperor was extremely puzzled and forgot to be angry.

An adult prince must open his house and move out of the palace. He can't go in and out of the palace without a call. Only the prince is qualified to live in the palace. He doesn't want to be a prince and doesn't care about his own country. Now he suddenly runs to say that he wants to live in the palace. What medicine is sold in the gourd?

Feng moye raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I'm looking for you to write an imperial edict!"

That natural appearance seems to be that my son is asking me for an ordinary pen and ink. Which is like asking for a country? How could anyone dare to ask the emperor so directly and frankly?

This is to God!

The emperor was in a mess when he heard the speech. His heart and liver were pumping. He stared at his son, who was always indifferent, and his lips moved a few times without making a sound.

"I'm not rare, but my son may be willing to accept it reluctantly?" knowing what he was confused, Feng moye added faintly.

Confused, I can send some kindness to help you solve your doubts, angry, sorry, that's your business!

"Maybe? Reluctantly accept?" the emperor heard these words and wanted to slap him and call him to death. "I have a lot of people!"

"Really?"

Feng moye slowly put down the tea cup in his hand, stood up and said, "then leave it to... The people who cherish it!"