Mo Xiao wants to fight, and he needs money to fight. If he wants money, he has to go to the Minister of Household Affairs.

If not, how could he tolerate Lin Qingqing's repeated behavior in the palace?

Now he really couldn't touch Lin Qingqing, but he didn't want to compromise and let Lin Qingqing be the queen, so he came up with the idea of ​​asking Zhou Ruo to force Lin Qingqing to make mistakes. This would at least make her restrain herself, and she would have an excuse when choosing the candidate in the future. Pick him out.

Mo Xiao sat on the chair, sighed, and weakly said to Mo Chengning: "Ning Ning, I think this emperor is a loser."

Mo Chengning flipped through the account book in his hand without raising his head: "You are the emperor, and you have the people of the world on your shoulders. Any decision you make is of great importance. You are not a coward, you are compromising for the sake of the people of the world. ”

Mo Xiao looked at Mo Chengning steadily, and then smiled: "Good son."

In any case, Mo Chengning understands him and does not think that he is a loser as a father. On the contrary, in Mo Chengning's heart, he may still be a very good emperor, so all these things he does will make sense. .

Thinking of this, Mo Xiao instantly became more energetic.

Now that he has cut off all the thorns and removed all the obstacles, the country he will hand over to Mo Chengning will never be in such a mess again, and his son will not have to be as timid as him. Yes, you can do whatever you want.

Mo Chengning looked at the account book for a while, and then looked up at Mo Xiao. When he saw that the other party was looking down at the booklet, he couldn't help but smile a little on his face.

He was raised by Mo Xiao himself, and he spent more time with Mo Xiao than his mother, Lin Jiuqing. There was probably no one in the world who knew his father better than him.

He knew all about his father's painstaking efforts, intentions, and ambitions.

In his heart, Mo Xiao is the best father and the best emperor.

After looking at it for a while, Mo Chengning lowered his head again and looked at the account book in his hand. He is still young and can do very little, but within his ability, he really wants to do something to help Mo Xiao.

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The courtyard where the envoys are located.

Zhou Chen looked at the people sitting across from him and frowned: "Where is your second prince?"

The leader raised his chin slightly: "My second prince is injured and needs to rest."

Zhou Chen: "The second prince is not here, so there is no need for us to continue talking."

"Master Zhou, what do you mean? Didn't we have a good talk before?" The leader's face suddenly darkened and he said coldly, "You knew that my second prince was injured, but you asked him to attend the peace talks. , isn’t this forcing others to do something difficult?”

"The second prince was injured in his leg, not his brain. He can think and speak, so why can't he attend the peace talks? It's not that I force others to do something difficult, but that you have no sincerity in the peace talks at all."

Zhou Chen stood up directly and said to those people: "Since the second prince does not want peace talks, there is no need to continue the talks. I will report to His Majesty and have someone send you away from the capital."

With that said, he stood up and left.

When everyone saw that he was really going to leave, they suddenly felt unsure.

This time, the court's attitude was inconsistent and very different from previous years, which made them very uneasy. Now that Zhou Chen had adopted this attitude, they couldn't sit still at all.

"Master Zhou, please stay for now," someone stood up and said in a deep voice, "Let me go and discuss with the second prince."

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