Rebirth of God's Favor

He stared at Yang Tongyue's eyes seriously, and said word by word.

Yang Tongyue saw the real concern in Mo Yun's eyes, and her heart felt warm. Those shady thoughts disappeared, but only the warmth lingered in her heart. Hearing this, she slowly lowered her head and touched Mo Yun's forehead. Pressing his forehead, he replied solemnly: "Don't worry, Yun'er, Royal Father is much stronger than you think. But after Royal Father leaves, Yun'er has to take care of herself, don't let Royal Father worry about you."

"Father, don't worry, Yun'er will save it, and Yun'er will discuss with Grandpa and Zhou Qing more often."

Yang Tongyue was very satisfied with Mo Yun's obedient and obedient appearance, and pampered Mo Yun's little head, "Okay, it's getting late, go to sleep."

"En." Mo Yun arched in Yang Tongyue's arms, found the most comfortable position and closed his eyes.Not long after, Yang Tongyue suddenly moved close to Mo Yun's ear and whispered, "Yun'er, Yun'er?"

"Huh?" Mo Yun, who was about to fall into Lord Zhou's arms, vaguely heard someone calling, and hummed sleepily.

Seeing this scene, Yang Tongyue couldn't help but sneer, thought for a while, and simply raised her hand to perform a dream transmission technique, and the words to be confessed were directly transmitted to Mo Yun's mind.Well, walls have ears, so this is the safest way.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, Mo Yun, who always had to be urged by Yunsha three times before getting up, opened his eyes automatically when the people around him got up, "Father."

According to the old rules, when Yang Tongyue stayed overnight in the west hall of Fengyue Palace, even Zheng Yuan would not dare to enter the inner room without a call.Yang Tongyue didn't want to invite the female officer to disturb Mo Yun's dream, so she was standing by the bed and changing clothes by herself.Hearing Ai'er's drowsy cry on the bed, he couldn't help smiling, "Did Father bother you?"

"No." The morning of Zhongqiu was already a bit chilly. Mo Yun twisted a few times on the bed, trying to wrap herself in the quilt into a caterpillar shape, then moved to the side of the bed one by one, raised her face and said coquettishly: "Father, hug."

Yang Tongyue couldn't help laughing. Since the child was 30 years old, he has never acted like a baby. What happened today? Why did he suddenly remember the old dream again?Yiyan hugged the cute quilt caterpillar into her arms, and then rubbed the child's flushed face with a slightly cool face maliciously.

"Ah, it's so cold." Mo Yun shuddered and finally came to his senses.Looking at the heroic Yang Tongyue bathed in the morning light, with delicate eyebrows, thin lips, and intoxicating starry eyes, Mo Yun's heart instantly forgot the beating rhythm, and suddenly wanted to get close to the cloaked girl in front of him like a demon. A person who shines.Then, Mo Yun made a move that had annoyed him for half a year, but surprised and delighted Yang Tongyue. It was like a butterfly kissing a flower, a drizzle lingering on a willow branch, and a small pink mouth on the thin lips. In a very short time, maybe only 0.1 second, the pink lips receded like a frightened rabbit, and its owner's cheeks were also occupied by gorgeous red clouds at the same moment.

"Yun'er?" Surprise was followed by ecstasy, could it be that his Yun'er had the same thoughts as him?

"Hey, this is a custom in Linhai, a ceremony to pray for the safe return of relatives. So, father, you will definitely return in triumph." Mo Yun coughed lightly, trying to show his innocence.He didn't want to admit it, the moment his four lips touched, an organ in his left chest that shouldn't be throbbing played a heartbeating melody inappropriately.Although the melody is short and almost negligible, it did exist.

Yun'er, do you know that your little lies are very cute.Forget it, the battle is imminent, let me let you go this time.Yang Tongyue smiled and placed a light kiss on Mo Yun's forehead, "It's a very interesting custom. When Father returns, maybe Yun'er can tell Father more about Linhai. After all, if it wasn't for Yun'er's kick back then, Father Huang could have a good time strolling around Linhai, couldn't he?"

Hearing what Yang Tongyue said, Mo Yun's face immediately fell down, isn't it, is he just shooting himself in the foot? After decades, Yang Tongyue wouldn't just think of Qiu Settle the bill later?

"Father~" dragged on the tune, and the voice full of begging for mercy made Yang Tongyue's mood soar. The parting that should have been lost was made by the little baby, but it became more tender.That's great, it turns out that parting can also be beautiful and full of hope.

After Yang Tongyue went to the front line, the stalemate battle situation slowly turned around, but it was only a turning point. Victory is still unknown to the Divine Family Army.Therefore, Yang Tongyue, who is the backbone of the army, will not be able to return in a short time.Yang Tongyue's departure made Mo Yun, who was always optimistic about his fate, depressed for a long time, and was even made fun of by Yang Tongyun many times for this.Different from Yang Tongyun's parting at the palace banquet, this parting made Mo Yun deeply feel the taste of longing.Well, he knows that longing is not suitable for him and Yang Tongyue, but every night when the people are quiet, the sour taste in his heart, when he dreams back at midnight, he always sees Yang Tongyue's slender and graceful figure , apart from longing for such a performance, he really couldn't think of a second word to describe it.Fortunately, the increasingly busy life left Mo Yun with no time to think deeply. After Yang Tongyue left, all the political affairs were on Yang Tongping alone. No matter how capable Yang Tongping was, he gradually became overwhelmed.However, it is obvious that Yang Tongping is not the kind of idiot who is willing to work hard without complaining and does not know how to adapt. Facing the increasingly onerous government affairs, he did not choose to shoulder them alone, but went around to share them with suitable people.The unlucky ghost Mo Yun who was caught by Yang Tongping in the court hall is not clear, but the two Mo Yuns in the palace can still be seen. Looking around, Mo Yun is sincerely grateful, fortunately, he is still young.However, Mo Yun was too happy too early. On this day, when he returned to Fengyue Palace from Yousi Zhai, he was told by the servant that Yang Tongping was waiting for him in the study.Walking into the study room full of suspicion, looking up, Mo Yun froze on the spot: It's broken, it's broken, it really is a disease of soft-heartedness, it needs to be cured!

The author has something to say: There are few replies, my heart is cold, and I crawl away weakly.

37

37. The wrong year...

Yang Tongping sat in front of the large desk, slowly flipping through the various statistics that Mo Yun planned to give to Yang Tongyun at night, and kept nodding while looking at them.

Mo Yun, who thinks he has a lot of brotherly love, will go to the side hall of Qinzheng Hall to visit his two brothers every night these days. In addition to spiritual support, he is also unambiguous in action.Although he doesn't know anything about politics, it's okay to help organize and classify the memorial.And thanks to the exam-oriented education system in his previous life, Mo Yun has mastered the speed-reading skills of picking key words at a glance and ten lines. It is much better than the full-time clerk in Qinzheng Palace.Of course, Mo Yun didn't work in vain. With this unique skill, he could take advantage of the Yangtong brothers.It is said that the night before yesterday, Mo Yun went to Qinzheng Hall as a "volunteer" as usual, but before he stepped into the hall, he was startled by Yang Tongyun's tragic howling, so he carefully inquired It turns out that during the day, Yang Tongping transferred the accounts of the Tribunal Division to Yang Tongyun with a swipe of his pen.Yang Tongyun's mother and concubine came from the Yu family, a family of civil servants. Nearly a quarter of the officials in the Tribunal Division were surnamed Yu. According to the law of genetics, Yang Tongyun, who had half of the Yu family's blood, took care of the accounts of the Tribunal Division. It became a matter of course.The tragedy is that Yang Tong Yun didn't like writing and ink since he was a child. Asking him to handle the affairs of the tribunal is definitely more cruel than killing him.It's a pity that Mo Yun knew about Yang Tongyun's partiality, and Yang Tongjin knew about it, but Yang Tongping, who manages everything day by day, didn't know about it.

Yang Tongyun cried miserably, and his voice like howling ghosts and wolves seriously affected Mo Yun's work efficiency. Mo Yun did not have Yang Tongjin's good skills. After enduring it for an hour, he finally succeeded, and he took it and made Yang Tongyun cry. The full-faced interrogator played a cursory look.In his previous life, Jin Hai was a science student. Although he did not major in statistics, he still knew how to make simple tables and charts. He frowned and studied the complicated and cumbersome accounts in the notebook for a while. I made a sketch, and then explained it to Yang Tongyun according to the sketch.With Mo Yun as a great rescuer, Yang Tongyun, who never knew what politeness is, naturally wouldn't be polite, and simply pushed all the memorials of the Tribunal Division to Mo Yun.Mo Yun couldn't refuse, so he had to accept his fate. Naturally, because of this, Yang Tongyun's private treasury also suffered a lot of blood.

At this time, the stack that Yang Tongping was holding was the part that Mo Yunlian worked up late last night.Hearing the sound of the door, Yang Tongping raised his head and said with a smile: "School is over, sit down."

"Uncle Wang."

"Well, the little girl from back then, Yun'er, has also grown up, which is great."

Mo Yun was very familiar with the expression on Yang Tongping's face. Every time the king Sizheng, who was under one man and above ten thousand, would show a similar expression when he wanted to plot against others.Mo Yun lowered his head, beating his chest again and again for his weakness.

"Although according to the ancestor's rule, the prince can only enter the court to listen to the government when he is fifty years old, but now the situation is special and he can't take care of that much. Since Yun'er is so distracted, Uncle Wang also needs help. How about it, Yun'er will officially start today. Go to Qinzheng Palace and learn how to deal with the memorial. From now on, you will go to court with Yun'er and Jin'er every three days, so you can get acquainted with government affairs."

Yang Tongping said lightly, and the hard-working Mo Yun entered the court early at the age of 43.Originally, this was a special case when the war situation was unstable. As a child laborer, Mo Yun naively hoped that the war would end soon.