Mrs. Mo said he would not agree

Driving to the side, he said helplessly, "But the little one is almost lying down like a waste. If I lie down again, the little one will become a slob."

Mo Jingchun said unhurriedly, "If you are fine, why don't you go outside and check the accounts."

It's the end of the new year, and the family is checking the accounts.

Mo Jingchun said it casually, but after thinking about it, this is a good place, so he really threw Mohen out to check the accounts and practice.

He can't always do these dangerous things by his side. If he starts a family in the future, if he wants to, it's not impossible to take over a few shops at home.

As for Wei Yi...

Mo Jingchun looked at him, Wei Yi, who had just cleaned up, seemed to be aware of the master's thoughts, and said with a smile, "Your lord, you don't have to worry about where the little one will go, as long as the master is here, the little one will definitely be by your side. As for the other things, if the gentleman is willing, he can reward a small amount of money."

He grinned.

"The little one loves money the most."

He spoke with ease.

Eunuchs don't love money, what else can they love?

Mo Hen heard it beside him and said angrily, "Where is your turn, the first person who doesn't want to leave must be me!"

Mohen and Wei Yi always quarreled, the two chatted happily, Mo Jingchun didn't care about them, thinking that this year's New Year's money could be given more, but on the face he said calmly, "Everyone go out."

Said to go out, but also to go back to their own places.

Mo Jingchun was going to rest, but he was not so fast, he was still wiping his hair with a towel, and he was still thinking about something.

Can Mrs. Jiao participate in the matter of the First Prince?

If it has nothing to do with Jiao Shi, then this matter...

Mo Jingchun knocked on the table, staring at the still-dry hair in a daze.

That matter is subtle.

The matter of the eldest prince's attack was expedited after eight hundred miles, and finally appeared in front of Emperor Zhengshi's case a few days later.

It's time, it happens to be the Great Dynasty.

The guards outside broke in directly, and knelt down under the steps with the chill outside the hall.

Liu Hao went down the steps, helped him up, took the document from the man's hand, and hurried forward to hand it over to Emperor Zhengshi.

The emperor opened it and took a few glances, his expression unpredictable.

After a long while, Emperor Zhengshi said unhurriedly, "The eldest prince was attacked at the cemetery of Jiao's ancestors. The attacker confessed that he followed the order of King Qinghe before he went to assassinate the eldest prince."

The emperor's voice was not fast, but following his every word, it was as if his heart was frozen, so cold that it made people shiver.

Xu Boheng's face changed slightly, he got up and said, "Your Majesty, is the First Prince okay?"

"No problem, just frightened." Emperor Zhengshi said with a half-smile, "Jiao Yao protected him very well."

He obviously saw what the general had marked on it.

... The assailant Jiaoshi threw a mouse at the mouse.

This is amazing.

Xu Boheng heard the sarcasm in His Majesty's words, but he didn't speak on his face, and said calmly, "Since the First Prince is safe, Your Majesty, why don't you send more people to bring the First Prince back immediately?"

Emperor Zhengshi shook his head, and said calmly, "If eight hundred soldiers can't protect the eldest prince, isn't it a waste?"

Xu Boheng sighed inwardly, what Emperor Zhengshi said was indeed true, but he was also a little indifferent.

Wang Zhenming stood up and said, "Your Majesty, have those suspects confessed that it was King Qinghe?"

Emperor Zhengshi threw the memorial down casually, and said lazily, "Why don't you take a look at the Wang Pavilion yourself?" In recent days, the emperor's dissatisfaction with Wang Zhenming has become more and more apparent, and the courtiers know it.

A little embarrassment appeared on Wang Zhenming's face, but the servant at the bottom hurriedly bent down to take the memorial, and then handed it to Wang Zhenming.

The servant was arranged by Liu Haotete.

After all, in the past two years, His Majesty's behavior has become more and more willful. Sometimes, even though there is a reason, it is still really embarrassing.Liu Hao only thought about Emperor Zhengshi, but he didn't want the emperor and the civil servants to have a stiff fight, so they were more or less circling in the middle.

After Wang Zhenming read the contents, he showed a surprised expression, "What this document says is that the assailant, Mrs. Jiao, dared not venture in...Your Majesty, this is a little weird."

After Wang Zhenming read it, he handed the document to Xu Boheng with both hands.

Xu Boheng took it over and looked at it for a while, showing a little surprise.

The document was circulated for a while before it returned to the servants. Most of the officials in front had read it. Mo Jingchun also took a look at it and had some thoughts on some of the issues.

The Secretary of the Ministry of War said, "Your Majesty, these assassins dare not attack the Jiao family. Could this be the Jiao family's thief calling for a thief?"

This is not impossible.

"That's wrong. Who is the Jiao family? Even if they really wanted to do something to the eldest prince, how could they do it when their previous eldest son was buried? If you are not stingy, it is absolutely impossible to do such a thing." The person who spoke was Huang Zhenghe, Minister of the Ministry of Officials.

The servant of the Ministry of Justice said coldly, "Huang Shangshu's words are biased. This matter of etiquette may appear to be superficial, but it may not really penetrate the bone marrow. Maybe it is impossible for a decent person to say it?"

Mo Jingchun thought for a while, and then came out and said, "I think this matter should have nothing to do with the Jiao family. If the Jiao family wanted to do something, they would have more suitable time and means, so why did they want to do it in this ancestral tomb? The first prince went in with only a dozen or so soldiers, no matter how powerful they are, but if they do their calculations without intention, if Jiao really wants to do something, then the first prince will never come out alive."

The whole place is filled with Jiao's people.

The servant of the Ministry of Punishment who spoke before came out again, "I'm afraid Zong Zhengqing doesn't know that there are many people in this world who know one thing and keep another in their backs. The reason why Mrs. Jiao didn't dare to act rashly is because she didn't want to bring this matter into trouble." It's just on yourself."

Mo Jingchun: "Since the servant of the Ministry of Rites and the ten soldiers are outsiders, as long as they are all killed, even if the eldest prince is really dead, it will be Jiao's business anyway, why should they do half of it and keep the other half?" , and end up leaving yourself with such a scourge?"

The servant of the Ministry of Punishment was a little bit annoyed by Mo Jingchun, and he said sharply, "Zong Zhengqing, you didn't treat Mrs. Lin like this before!"

Mo Jingchun stood in front of the court holding the court board, looked at the Minister of Criminal Affairs strangely, and said lightly, "This statement is wrong. I rely on evidence to do things. Since I had evidence to accuse Lin, why didn't I do it? Now There is no evidence to accuse Jiao, why can't I say so?"

Mo Jingchun has no position, only sees whether it is right or wrong.

Xue Qing leaned forward and said, "I think it's better to let Jiao Yao go back to the capital with the eldest prince, together with those captured thieves, let's go to the middle of the capital to be punished."

Xue Qing's words are also another way.

Seeing that he had nothing to do with himself, Mo Jingchun silently returned to his original position.

It's just that he was standing and standing, but he still had a strange feeling.

Mo Jingchun raised his head subconsciously, and saw Emperor Zhengshi looking at him quietly.

Mo Jingchun raised his eyebrows, and the emperor followed suit.

Mo Jingchun bowed her head guiltily and did not look at him.

Emperor Zhengshi probably remembered this from Mo Jingchun's proposal to send additional manpower to this day.And today's news clearly confirmed that Mo Jingchun's words were correct.

If there were only the previous 300 people, those people would be on the road.

In fact, the courtiers below thought that only the dozen or so people were caught, so naturally the quarrel arose.But only Mo Jingchun and Gong Yeqi knew that maybe the number of people was more than that small.

If 300 people can do it, it means that the number lurking on the road is less than half.

There must be at least 100 people.

Such a number of people may not necessarily be able to be cultivated by the Jiao family.

...Furthermore, the Jiao family killed the First Prince, but it was of no benefit at all.

Mo Jingchun smiled wryly, the ministers in the court may not know this, but they just pretended not to know, and then continued to pretend.

Disputes are mostly about interests, not only what they say, but also the factions behind them.

Mo Jingchun basically didn't talk much in the court, but when he listened to it occasionally, he could detect the demeanor of countless interests.

After waiting for the court, Yuan Heming walked quickly to Mo Jingchun's side.

Ever since he needed to go to court, his whole body was dying, and he didn't have the vitality of the past at all. He seemed to be full of resentment, but he didn't dare to show it, and he seemed extremely aggrieved.

Mo Jingchun looked at the dark circles under his eyes, and said with a smile, "Busy recently?"

Yuan Heming suppressed a yawn, isn't that just busy?

He's going crazy.

With two jobs, but only one person, he is almost out of skills.

Yuan Heming "Be careful recently."

Mo Jingchun, "There will be no one who is stupid enough to attack me."

It has been so long since the news of King Qinghe's rebellion has passed, there have been several rumors, but many people know that perhaps the most absurd statement at the beginning is the truth.

His Majesty really killed Prince Qinghe's son.

There is no evidence for this.

But how many things in the world must be proved?

If you know it in your heart, you are lucky.

Yuan Heming said distressedly, "It's not like this. You messed with the Lin family. Xue Qing has been biting Lin's crazily these days, and has already found out a lot of dirty things. Right now, everyone in the family is in danger and is going to expose this matter to you." You won't have any good looks."

Mo Jingchun smiled and shook his head, "I will remember."

When they were talking, Mo Jingchun did feel some unkind eyes.This was not much in the previous great dynasties.

Yuan Heming probably had too many things to do, after telling Mo Jingchun, he hurried out again.

Mo Jingchun was slow, watching the back of Yuan Heming leaving, a little lost in thought.

Yuan Heming is working for His Majesty, if he is so busy... Then what is Your Majesty busy with recently?

Mo Jingchun was thoughtful, he had already arrived outside the palace.

Things in Zongzheng Temple remained the same, and there were not too many chores, but Zuo Shaoqing came to find Mo Jingchun once, because of You Shaoqing's affairs.

Mo Jingchun said unhurriedly, "No accident happened to the eldest prince, nor did any major incident happen, what are you afraid of?"

Zuo Shaoqing said worriedly, "But after all, they couldn't stop it from happening."

Mo Jingchun smiled and said, "Your request is really too high. Your Majesty sent someone to follow just in case, so it's still safe and sound. Doesn't it mean that the goal has been achieved? It's fine if you don't reward, how could it be?" punish?"

He patted Zuo Shaoqing on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Your Majesty is not that kind of person." After appeasing Zuo Shaoqing who was easily worried, Mo Jingchun returned to the room, but he was also thinking about it.

What does His Majesty intend to do?

In Changle Palace, Emperor Zhengshi looked at Liu Cunjian expressionlessly.

"Didn't catch it?"

Liu Cunjian leaned forward and said, "The man is already dead."

Emperor Zhengshi said, "That's why you haven't caught it yet?"

How can a dead person be made to speak?

Liu Cunjian suddenly knelt down.

Emperor Zhengshi's mood was indeed average, but not to the point of being angry.He leaned on the back of the chair behind him and said coldly, "What about other places?"

Liu Cunjian, "According to His Majesty, the news that Qinghe has plundered various places has already been spread. If it wasn't for the cold weather, the Zhao family might be the first family to flee."

Emperor Zhengshi's face was slightly silent, and after a while, he said coldly, "Not enough."

This speed is still not enough.

The eldest prince... Emperor Zhengshi thought about this child for a long time, but he finally endured the killing intent.

He had other arrangements for the eldest prince. Although he died on the way, it was indeed convenient for him to make a big fuss, but without him, it's not impossible.

Emperor Zhengshi knocked on the table impatiently.

Master wants him to live.

That ghost, I'm afraid it needs him to live.

The emperor's expression was gloomy, he didn't know what he was thinking of, and his killing intent was even stronger, but it was not to the extreme, but it was broken by Liu Hao's words outside, "Your Majesty, Zong Zhengqing begs to see you."

Liu Cunjian really saw how the iceberg melted at a glance, and Emperor Zhengshi's eyebrows and eyes instantly became gentle like spring breeze melting snow, "What do you beg? Didn't you tell Master to come in directly?"

Hearing this, Liu Hao smiled wryly and glanced at Mo Jingchun.

Mo Jingchun watched his nose with his eyes and his heart with his mouth, and stopped talking.

If Mo Jingchun hadn't followed the rules, there would be no need to pass on the news every day.

When Mo Jingchun entered the room, Liu Cunjian had already been called by Emperor Zhengshi, and immediately he saluted Mo Jingchun.

Liu Cunjian, Yuan Heming.

Mo Jingchun narrowed his eyes slightly, as if thinking of something, but was soon brought back to his senses by Emperor Zhengshi's words.

"Master specially entered the palace today, don't you come to find me for something?" Emperor Zhengshi teased.

The last time Mo Jingchun came here for the eldest prince's affairs, after all, he couldn't hide it.

Mo Jingchun didn't think that he could hide it from Emperor Zhengshi either.

Your Majesty is too sensitive, this is even more difficult.

Mo Jingchun came this time because he just wanted to come.

The paranoia and domineering of Emperor Zhengshi has been gradually known by Mo Jingchun, especially in these days and various things, Mo Jingchun has more or less noticed the emperor's greed, perhaps because Mo Jingchun has always been a restrained person, and he does not care about the exposed ones. There are too few appearances, so His Majesty doesn't feel much reality?

Mo Jingchun thought seriously, if he took the initiative, maybe there would be an improvement?

And so he came.

Mo Jingchun's thoughts were complicated, but Emperor Zhengshi could sense his master's intentions, so his expression was a little strange.

To be right, but not right.

but……

The emperor covered his mouth, bad.

He wanted to laugh.

He was very happy, even though Mo Jingchun was trying ignorantly, but seeing him walking step by step, how could the emperor be unhappy?

Even though he covered his mouth, the smile flowed from his eyebrows and eyes.

Liu Cunjian only felt that his presence was an eyesore, and he really wanted to get out of here on his own initiative.Fortunately, Emperor Zhengshi finally realized that he was still there, and mercifully told him to leave, and Liu Cun sisaled out quickly.

It was night, and the lights of Changle Palace were not extinguished until midnight, and gradually became quiet.

Heavy snow was flying outside the window, and everything was swallowed by the silent chill, except for the ferocious wind, whistling cold air and beating the corners of the eaves and walls. Even in a palace with floor heating, the chill seemed to be pervasive. A thick layer of plain white covers all the traces in pure plain snow.

Flickering lanterns fluttered in the wild wind, and Scarlet Stars fell.

With an unusually small sound, the falling lantern was blown hard by the strong wind and smashed against the wall before being swallowed by the candle flames.

click-

In the dormitory, Mo Jingchun seemed to be startled, and woke up dimly.

The bed tent was very comfortable, and the two bodies were tightly pressed together, making it so warm that people couldn't even bother to check it.Half tired and half sleepy, he stared at Gongyeqi for a few times, then buried himself down again, his breathing gradually calmed down.

a long time.

Gongyeqi quietly opened his eyes.

Mo Jingchun was sleeping peacefully beside him, his body temperature was entangled, and a faint lingering fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose, taking a deep breath, it was the breath of greed.

The slightly cold fingers were held tightly by the master, leaving only a little warmth.

Such warmth and such night, it seems like ruthless killing, but it exists in a dream.

He turned his head sideways, his dark eyes only stared at Mo Jingchun.

If Mo Jingchun had been awake longer, he would have realized that he was not disturbed by the wind and snow outside the palace.

Instead, he was awakened by the boundless killing intent.