My host is lazy again

Chapter 283
After lunch, Xiao Tao, the personal maid, came over in a hurry.

"Empress Dowager, the emperor has been arguing and refuses to eat."

Luo Jian, who was lying sideways on the beauty's couch, opened her eyes, puzzled: "Why?"

Xiaotao was having a hard time, and then reported in a low voice: "The emperor said that he doesn't want to learn those boring knowledge from the Taifu."

Oh, it's just that children are rebellious and don't want to study, so they go on hunger strike.

The empress dowager thought for a while, and told Xiaotao: "Then you go and tell him, as long as he eats obediently, I will take him out to play after I wake up."

She was lying on the bed, her voice was soft with sleepiness.

Xiao Tao answered "Yes", and then stepped back gently.

This trick really works against children.

When Luo Jian woke up, she found that the little emperor in a bright yellow dragon robe was lying on her bed, looking at her with bright eyes.As soon as she opened her eyes, he showed her a cute smile and said, "Queen, I have finished my meal obediently. Can you play with me?"

He always didn't like calling himself "Zhen" in front of her. The original owner had corrected him many times, but he was young and didn't remember anything. Every time he deserved it well, but he forgot it while talking.

Meeting his expectant eyes, Luo Jian yawned and pinched his chubby face with her hands, the corners of her lips curved slightly: "Okay, then the emperor will go and change his clothes first."

"Good~"

The little emperor hurriedly ran to change his clothes.

……

When the carriage slowly drove out of the palace gate, Mo Zhao leaned against the window, opened his mouth and let out a sigh.

He thought that what the empress mother said to play with him was to play in the palace, but he didn't expect it to be out of the palace.

The little emperor who grew up in the palace and never stepped out of the palace was very excited and happy. He turned his head and asked the casually dressed woman beside him: "Mother, stepmother, where are we going to play?"

Luo Jian took a bite of the pastry and corrected him, "Xiao Zhao, you can no longer call me queen outside."

Mo Zhao nodded, thinking of the folk way of calling, and called out childishly: "Mother!"

Luo Jian: "..."

Suddenly, I felt that the pastry in my hand was not fragrant.

After pinching his little face, she slightly puffed her cheeks and said, "I want to call you sister."

"Why?" The little guy tilted his head.

"Because calling my sister looks young, and calling my mother looks old."

"Oh," the little guy understood, and obediently called out, "Sister."

"Good~" Luo Jian stroked his head.

Xiaotao in the carriage covered her mouth and snickered when she saw this.

Not long after their carriage left the palace, someone reported the matter to Shen Muli.

The Prime Minister, who was reading the memorial, raised his eyes and chuckled with unknown meaning, "It's quite leisurely."

Looking at his subordinates, he ordered in a low voice: "Keep an eye on them. Also, go and find out who the queen mother has been in contact with recently."

The little Queen Mother's performance today surprised him.

I just don't know who ordered it?
He looked down at the memorial in his hand, and the corners of his lips curled up in a lazy and dangerous arc.

The subordinates took the lead.

the other side.

After leaving the palace, Luo Jian parked the carriage on the busiest central street, and then led the little emperor on a walk.

Mo Zhao, who was out of the palace for the first time, was like a bird out of a cage, feeling novelty in everything he saw.After only shopping for a while, he already had a lot of snacks in his hands.

"Sister, this little lantern is so beautiful," he stopped in front of a stall selling gadgets, and tugged at the hand of the girl beside him, his big eyes flickering, his face full of anticipation and longing.

Luo Jian followed his line of sight and saw a small orange lantern.

"Buy it if you like it." At this moment, she is a sister who dotes on her younger brother.

Xiaotao behind him understood and stepped forward to pay the money.

Mo Zhao, who got a fresh toy, held a small lantern and couldn't put it down.

Finally tired from walking, Luo Jian took him to a restaurant, went up to the third floor and found a private room by the window.

The thin-skinned and tender-skinned empress dowager lay on the window sill and breathed a sigh of relief.Looking at the spacious street downstairs with people coming and going, she blinked and raised her hand to call Mo Zhao over.

"elder sister?"

"Xiao Zhao, come and see."

Mo Zhao obediently sat next to her, watching the street downstairs together.

After watching for a while, he asked curiously, "Sister, what do you want to see?"

Luo Jian pointed him in a direction.

There was an alley, and two people were kicking and beating a beggar child.

Mo Zhao saw it and clenched his fists angrily, "How could they beat someone!"

He wanted to stand up angrily, but the girl held him down and pointed him in another direction.

Kneeling there was a woman who sold herself to bury her father.

Then, she showed him the old woman who had been haggling with the street vendor for a long time to sell a cabbage, the servant who was too busy to rest, the nobleman who bullied others, and all kinds of people on the road. ...

This is the state of the world outside the palace.

Luo Jian lay on the railing, turned his head to look at the little emperor beside him, and asked a question softly: "Xiao Zhao, if you were not born in the palace, and now you are not an emperor but a commoner, how would you live like one of them?" Which one?"

Mo Zhao, who was only four years old, looked at her blankly, somewhat unable to understand this assumption, "But, but I am the emperor now."

"Then what if one day you're not the emperor anymore?"

Even if this kind of question is asked by the Queen Mother, it is outrageous.

Xiaotao on the side held her breath and dared not speak out.

This question was too difficult for Mo Zhao. He frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head in confusion, "I don't know."

Luo Jian patted his head like an elder, "Well, I don't know either. So, you have to think about it, and tell me the answer when you think about it."

Mo Zhao nodded seriously.

In the private room next door, Shen Muli, who heard their conversation, turned the teacup lightly, raising his eyebrows with a half-smile.

Night falls.

The night market in the city became more and more prosperous, and the streets and alleys were lit up with lanterns, lighting up the streets.

That night, Luo Jian had enough fun with the little emperor.They didn't go back to the palace, but found a restaurant to live in, and they quietly went back to the palace when it was daylight.

So in the morning of the second day.

Tired of playing, one big and one small all fell asleep.

Mo Zhao was still young. When he got tired from playing, he couldn't control his body instincts and fell asleep directly on the dragon chair. From a distance, he looked like a bright yellow bun.

And Luo Jian was not much better.

After yawning for the eighth time since the last morning, her eyelids drooped completely, and her little head was shaking bit by bit.

The courtiers at the bottom of the steps in the hall were spitting, but above the main hall, there was a scene of tranquility.

After the ministers finished speaking, they realized that something was wrong.

Is it too quiet in the palace today?
The emperor was young, and they didn't expect him to be able to manage things. He fell asleep when he fell asleep, but why was the queen mother who was listening to the government behind the curtain silent?
"Empress Dowager?"

The people inside the gauze curtain did not respond, so the caller planned to shout again with a louder voice.

At this time, the prime minister stood up slowly.

(End of this chapter)