Mrs. Mo said he would not agree

Outside Changle Palace, Liu Hao looked gloomy, looking at the person who had just been dragged away.Debai stood behind him, and seven or eight other solemn palace servants followed with expressionless faces.

Debai said in a low voice, "It's been dealt with cleanly."

Liu Hao's voice was deep and sharp, "If you don't serve dim sum, this will be your fate."

The Changle Palace and the Empress Dowager are the best places in the palace.The palace servants serving in front of the palace not only have extremely high monthly salaries, but also have different status from others.

But no matter how good the place is, there must be life to live on.

Today, the palace people in Changle Palace are much more cautious than ordinary people even today.

Especially if you know His Majesty's thunder point, you won't get involved easily.

... "Easily" but also impossible.

Once involved, there is no time to survive.

Liu Hao said coldly, "Where's the old doctor?"

"Already in Changle Palace."

Only then did Liu Hao restrain his expression and become gentler, "Zong Zhengqing is still there, so that's okay."

No one expected to see Mo Jingchun more than the people serving in front of Changle Palace.

With Mo Jingchun present, the owner of the Changle Palace is truly at peace.

In front of the Changle Palace, an imperial doctor who looked to be in his 40s was followed by a drug boy, and the two were buried one behind the other.Mo Jingchun, who was sitting next time, got the news, so he covered the book he was still reading, got up a few steps, "Old doctor."

Mo Jingchun bowed to the head of the hospital, and the old doctor also saluted him with a smile.

The two sat down opposite each other, Emperor Zhengshi was called away by the Queen Mother earlier, but now there are only these two people in Changle Palace.

The palace people waiting outside the door were all acquainted with Mo Jingchun.

It's not as good as Liu Hao Debai, but if he is in the palace, these few people will usually serve him.

The old imperial physician originally came to ask for the pulse of peace for Emperor Zhengshi, but now that Mo Jingchun was arrested, he took his pulse first.He stroked his beard and slowly pressed his meridians, "Zong Zhengqing's health is much better than before."

Mo Jingchun was slightly surprised, "Once upon a time?"

The old doctor smiled and said, "Yes, it is indeed better than it was a year or two ago."

Mo Jingchun frowned, looking a little surprised.

The old doctor withdrew his hand, and said solemnly: "Zong Zhengqing is in good health, except that you need to pay attention to eating, but you don't need to care about anything else."

Mo Jingchun said: "Old doctor, please trouble you."

The old doctor smiled and shook his head, "The person you want to thank is yourself. In the past, Zong Zhengqing was depressed, and no matter how hard he tried to strengthen his body, this martial art was useless. Now Zong Zhengqing's heart is open, and he is no longer depressed. Naturally, it is much better than before.”

Mo Jingchun pursed her lips, and curled up her fingers hidden in her sleeves. She didn't know if she was caught by what the old doctor said, or if she had other thoughts.

The moment Mo Jingchun looked away, the old doctor sighed inwardly.

Now that His Majesty and Zong Zhengqing get along very well, he should be happy...

Mo Jingchun: "How is Your Majesty's health recently?"

The old doctor regained his composure and said after consideration: "It's much better than before. Your Majesty's dreaminess at night has also decreased a lot. But recently, Zong Zhengqing and His Majesty may spend a lot more time together than before? "

It's not just Mo Jingchun who wants to ask the old doctor, the old doctor also wants to ask Mo Jingchun occasionally.

After all, it is really difficult to treat a patient as uncooperative as His Majesty.

Mo Jingchun's expression was unnatural, and his face was slightly reddish.

The old doctor didn't take it seriously at all, and smiled heartily: "With Zong Zhengqing around, His Majesty is always more restrained, maybe it has something to do with it."

Mo Jingchun pursed her lips, and said softly: "But this is curing diseases and saving lives, so what does it have to do with people?"

The old doctor said with a smile: "Why is it irrelevant? The old man once heard that Zong Zhengqing had a servant who almost stepped into the underworld, and finally woke up under the call of his family?

"It seems amazing to spread it, but in fact it is difficult to measure by human resources, and human emotions may also have extremely heavy weight."

These are not nonsense words made by the old imperial doctor to deceive Mo Jingchun, but his summary over the years.

When the first emperor was around, he had been in charge of the Zhengshi emperor's body, and he had naturally seen the efforts made by the first emperor to appease the Zhengshi emperor.It's just that the relationship between father and son, blood is thicker than water, this kind of emotion will not change drastically, and because of the natural blood connection, it can become so stable.

It's a pity that after the death of the first emperor, now Mo Jingchun is indeed able to stabilize Gongyeqi, but it has also become his flaw.

It is armor, but it is also a weakness.

Mo Jingchun and Gong Yeqi used to be independent, but now they are entangled in love, which is more unstable than blood relationship, and the violent and complicated emotions are difficult to resolve.

Especially when they collide in places that are completely at odds with each other, it is a tragic sight.

The old doctor was stroking his beard and pouring his ideas into Mo Jingchun, but someone strode in from outside the door and said only one sentence, "Ridiculous!"

But it was Gong Yeqi who was dressed in ordinary clothes.

It was bright red, flamboyant and flying, and when you stepped in, it was like dancing fireworks.

The emperor didn't know when he would come back, but just now he stood outside listening and didn't come in.

Mo Jingchun got up, and stood in front of the old doctor vaguely, and said helplessly: "Your Majesty, even if you come in to listen openly, it's nothing."

He was almost taken aback just now.

Gong Yeqi put his hands behind his back and said: "The widow is just standing outside and listening openly." Others were standing outside the door, and the two people in the Ming hall spoke seriously, and they didn't notice him coming back. Could it be his problem?

The emperor is a big man, but he said it as if he was aggrieved.

Mo Jingchun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and took the initiative to grab Gong Yeqi's finger, and then looked at the old doctor, "You should go back first."

Originally, the old imperial doctor came here to ask for the pulse of Emperor Zhengshi, but it happened by accident.

The old doctor is naturally willing.

It's just that he hadn't moved yet, but he heard the emperor's cold words.

"It's a joke to be connected by blood. Whether it's important or not, it depends on this person. The eldest prince is the only bloodline under the widow's knees. If you value bloodlines, wouldn't you have to make him the crown prince?"

Emperor Zhengshi's words were clearly gentle and calm, but the old doctor, Liu Hao Debai and others outside were shocked to kneel down suddenly.

Only Mo Jingchun stood beside Emperor Zhengshi, unable to kneel even if he wanted to.

The emperor's hand was holding on to Mo Jingchun.

Emperor Zhengshi: "Of course, if the master can give birth, I don't mind."

Saying such absurd words made Mo Jingchun give him a hard look.

The embarrassing and angry eyes really made the emperor's heart flutter, and he said with a smile: "Is there something wrong with what the widow said?"

The old doctor who was kneeling on the ground suddenly trembled and fell down deeply.

He remembered that one day in the past, Emperor Zhengshi inexplicably called him over and asked him a particularly strange question.

"Can a man get pregnant?"

This question is as weird as when an imperial physician came back from the Eastern Palace, looked at him with dizzy eyes, and murmured whether a man would lactate.

But the old doctor still explained the fact that men can't get pregnant from various angles.

Emperor Zhengshi was obviously a little disappointed.

But how can a man get pregnant?

This... the body doesn't have the ability to do this.

Thinking about it now, could it be that at that time, these words of Emperor Zhengshi were prepared for Mo Jingchun?

The old doctor: "..."

Does Zong Zhengqing know that His Majesty is so ridiculous?

If Mo Jingchun knew, he would nod in despair.

Emperor Zhengshi's temper seemed sudden, but there were traces to follow.

Bloodline descendants have never been his favorite, and even more hated by him.

Although the old imperial doctor knew that Emperor Zhengshi didn't like the First Prince, he didn't know that there was a deeper reason behind it.

The old imperial doctor left under the watchful eye of Mo Jingchun, while he looked at Emperor Zhengshi and said helplessly, "Didn't your Majesty just come back from the Queen Mother?"

Why are you angry again?

Mo Jingchun inexplicably felt that Emperor Zhengshi's anger just now was probably related to the queen mother, but the relationship between His Majesty and the queen mother has gradually become harmonious, and there has been no quarrel for a long time.

Emperor Zhengshi: "She wants the widow to bring the eldest prince back."

Mo Jingchun: "It's normal for the Queen Mother to have such thoughts."

The eldest prince almost had an accident. Even if Mo Jingchun knew that the task was completed, it meant that the eldest prince was fine, but he still couldn't completely believe what the spirit said.

It's hard to say where there will be some problems.

Before people arrived in the capital safely, everything they said was empty talk.

Emperor Zhengshi: "There are already enough people sent there. Even if we send people over there, there will only be a few days left when it arrives. Why be so anxious?"

With his appearance, Mo Jingchun couldn't help laughing.

Does Your Majesty know that he looks like a child who wants candy but can't?

Mo Jingchun said leniently: "Your Majesty, treat yourself and others. If the person right now is me or the Queen Mother, will Your Majesty still sit and wait like this?"

Emperor Zhengshi's face was slightly gloomy, and he said sullenly: "Don't even think about it!"

Mo Jingchun laughed, "Since that's the case, it's okay to send someone over for the Queen Mother."

It's not that Emperor Zhengshi couldn't feel the gap, but he was too lazy to do it.

He is indeed fickle.

For the useless and indifferent existence, it is just that the thought of using it is too lazy to arise.

Whether he listened to Mo Jingchun's persuasion or not, Emperor Zhengshi still asked people to order more troops and set off in the afternoon.

Mo Jingchun breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't want the Empress Dowager to have another dispute with Emperor Zhengshi.

He has seen the Queen Mother.

The Empress Dowager was a proud woman, Emperor Zhengshi was actually somewhat similar to her, neither of them had a soft personality, once there was a conflict, the Empress Dowager was also a stubborn person who would not bow her head.

Otherwise, Emperor Zhengshi and the Queen Mother would not have had so many conflicts.

But no matter what, there were only a few people that Emperor Zhengshi cared about.

Mo Jingchun was in a daze, he seemed to have not thought about it for a while, about whether Emperor Zhengshi would empathize with another... He looked down at the hands they clasped.

It's so treacherous, but in just a few months, people have been eroded to this point without knowing it.

It seems that all the dislikes and pains of the past have been completely forgotten.

Emperor Zhengshi pinched Mo Jingchun's ears, "What are you thinking?"

"you."

Mo Jingchun said frankly.

He was indeed thinking of him.

It's just that Emperor Zhengshi had a strange look on his face, "Isn't he thinking about something messy again?"

Mo Jingchun frowned and smiled, "Your Majesty is too worried." Looking at Emperor Zhengshi's beautiful and arrogant face, and then thinking about what he said, such a strong contrast and the occasional tenderness really made people unable to move.

The handsomeness of Emperor Zhengshi is flamboyant, revealing a sharp and threatening frost.

Emperor Zhengshi didn't know that Mo Jingchun was admiring his beauty in his heart, so he said calmly: "In a few days, it will be New Year's Eve. At that time, the Mo family's residence may be very lively."

Mo Jingchun said with a faint smile: "Brother won't be able to come back in time this year, at most it will be just a vigil, and it will be over soon." After all, there is one missing person in the family.And Mo Guangsheng is here, according to his personality, he will take a few children to play outside, and the whole house is called lively.

Now that he is not here, Xu Sumei can't follow too late, at most, it will be over when the etiquette arrives.

When Mo Jingchun left the palace, Wei Yi sat on the carriage frame and said: "Mr. Lang, Yuan Langjun said that he has made an appointment with Xueshi Zhang." He said the time and place.

Since these two people met, they must have also met Mo Jingchun, otherwise Wei Yi would not have said this.

The Yuan family must have sent someone over.

Mo Jingchun: "Then let's go."

But that's what I said, but when it was evening, Mo Jingchun was still caught up in things, and when he hurried over, Yuan Heming and Zhang Qianzhao had already had a drink.

Seeing Mo Jingchun, Yuan Heming couldn't help laughing, "Look, this time it's not me trying to persuade him to drink, but he himself is happy."

There was a wine jar by Zhang Qianzhao's hand, and it looked like he had drunk a lot.

Mo Jingchun untied his cloak and said in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Qianzhao was considered to be the oldest among them, the children under his knees were all in their early teens, and he acted unusually prudently on weekdays, such actions were really surprising.

Usually, he is not greedy for alcohol.

Zhang Qianzhao took a sip of the wine, his face flushed, "It's not a big deal."

Mo Jingchun could still laugh seeing Yuan Heming, it really wasn't a big deal.

He sat down and took a few mouthfuls of food before he heard Zhang Qianzhao muttering.

Zhang Qianzhao sighed and said: "You also know that the Dou family's books that have been found so far are all in the Hanlin Academy, but in fact this number is at most less than one-fifth, and the rest are not only being searched by the government, but also by children of other aristocratic families. A lot of them are here for this.”

Mo Jingchun nodded, this is indeed a matter that took a long time.

And he knew that whether this matter would end or not depended on what Emperor Zhengshi planned.

For Zhang Qianzhao, this will not be a short-term distress.

This is a chronic trouble.

"...Yesterday, someone in the Hanlin Academy discovered that among the second batch of ancient books delivered, there was "The Collection of Yunsheng" written by Dong Guoyu, which was still the authentic copy."

Mo Jingchun was still drinking, but was startled by these words and coughed again and again, the strong drink choked into his throat, burning him sorely.

Yuan Heming laughed and poured warm water for him.

Mo Jingchun drank two cups in a row, then came back to his senses, and said with tears in the corner of his eyes: "The real copy?"

"The real copy?"

Zhang Qianzhao nodded sadly.

Dongguo Yu was a famous calligrapher in the previous dynasty. The Dongguo style he created is unique, especially the "Yunsheng Collection" written by him in a drunken state, which is a rare treasure in the world.

This work was done by Dong Guoyu in one go. Even if he woke up afterwards and wanted to write again, he still couldn't write such insane calligraphy, and he couldn't immerse himself in that crazy and indulgent mood anymore. .

Because of the height that Dongguo Yu had never reached in his life, he would not be able to write such calligraphy in the future, and since then he will never write.

Dong Guoyu was already a master praised by the world in the previous dynasty, but in this later dynasty, the admiration for Dong Guoyu's "Yun Sheng Ji" has reached a higher level.

No one who has studied calligraphy will not be moved when he hears the authentic version of "Yun Sheng Ji"!

Mo Jingchun was no exception.

Zhang Qianzhao looked at Mo Jingchun, his face became even more bitter, "I found this out this afternoon, but the news had already spread before the thing was presented to the imperial court. Mrs. Dou came to the door."

Dou has been very forbearing before.

Perhaps it was because of the troubles caused by his family that he felt too embarrassed.

Every time only when new things were dug up and sent to the Hanlin Academy, there would be a special person to follow the government to confirm and count them, but they didn't show any anxious attitude.

Originally, Zhang Qianzhao looked up to Mrs. Dou because of this, but this time when the news came out from "The Collection of Yunsheng", Mrs. Dou couldn't sit still anymore, so a few respected elders came to the door together.

The Hanlin Academy can also be regarded as a government office, but not everyone can enter.

But firstly, the Dou family can barely be regarded as the sufferer, and secondly, besides the Dou family, there are other aristocratic families who are moved by the wind.

That's not one family, two families.

No matter how understanding Zhang Qianzhao was, he couldn't hold back so many people coming to the door together.

The Hanlin Academy was originally a noble place, but after being manipulated like this, it is like a vegetable market.

Naturally, he could refuse, but there was no one with a higher status than him, which was really troublesome.

Yuan Heming sneered, "If you want me to say, what can you do if you let them all be beaten out? Just turn them over to Jingzhao Mansion and punish them for trespassing."

Mo Jingchun looked at Yuan Heming intently, and realized that after following His Majesty's business, his tactics tended to be more severe.

Zhang Qianzhao would not do this.

"They came from Jingzhao Mansion." His tone was calm, with a distorted calmness that he was about to ascend to heaven, "Jingzhao Mansion perfunctorily said that they haven't found all their things, and he has no right to divide them up and return them to Dou immediately. As a result, Mrs. Dou can only come to the Imperial Academy."

Mo Jingchun sighed, this cannot be regarded as Dou's rudeness.

After all, such a thing is indeed a supreme treasure, no matter which family it is from, even the royal family, such a unique copy can be handed down from generation to generation.

It is a good thing for Mrs. Dou that "The Collection of Yunsheng" was lost and recovered.

But it's also a bad thing.

Mo Jingchun: "If you can come out, maybe someone blocked you?"

Zhang Qianzhao sighed, "The thing is in Gu Liufang's hands now, and everyone knows his nature. It is absolutely impossible for him to take the thing for himself. And he is now in the Imperial Academy, saying that he will study it all night to judge the authenticity."

But if this thing is fake, how could it be possible to set off such a huge wave in less than an afternoon?

Gu Liufang's move was to help Zhang Qianzhao, but it is undeniable that he has the idea of ​​wanting to study in his heart.

But for the time being, he was the one who stabilized the situation.

Mo Jingchun: "You are still too soft. Even if the suffering master's things are temporarily stored in the Imperial Academy, except for Dou, other people have no right to enter the Imperial Academy without authorization. Even if there is a lot of traffic outside the Imperial Academy, it is not allowed to enter." , could it be possible to trespass?"

Zhang Qianzhao said quietly: "It is reasonable to say so, but in the afternoon, even King Qin came."

That old prince really loves calligraphy, and he didn't want to monopolize it, so he just wanted to observe it.

He spent the whole afternoon with Gu Liufang.

Yuan Heming burst out laughing holding the wine jar, covered his mouth and said: "Who made you unlucky? They are both weak and of high status, so they just said they just came to see it, which is not allowed in principle, but it is not allowed if they are tough. Let me tell you, you shouldn't have this hot potato in the first place, it looks good, but anyone can rub it, it's really annoying."

Mo Jingchun played with the wine cup, and said helplessly: "After all, it is "The Collection of Yunsheng"."

Before this thing disappeared in the previous dynasty, someone paid millions of gold to buy it, but people all over the world ridiculed that the smell of copper was too strong.Even with such a high price, in the eyes of scholars, it is not worthy of the status of "The Collection of Yunsheng".The descendants of Dongguo Yu were also unwilling to sell it, and only kept collecting it until they were displaced in troubled times and finally disappeared in the torrent of war.

Who would have imagined that she has been hiding in Dou's family all this time.

Yuan Heming was thoughtful, "If this thing is really an orphan, then..."

Mo Jingchun suddenly said: "I remember, Dong Guoyu's descendants are still alive."

Zhang Qianzhao suddenly raised his head and looked at Mo Jingchun.

Mo Jingchun pressed his fingers to his forehead, thinking about it for a long time, he said seriously: "I remember correctly, the descendants of Dongguo Yu are indeed still alive. I vaguely remember that in the second year of Zhengshi, King Menghuai married a wife, The princess of the county was born in the Dongguo family..."

Yuan Heming laughed loudly, and said, "If it's true, then there will be a good show."

This thing came from Dongguo Yu's hand and fell into Dou's family. Now it was found again, but it was discovered by Heng's family. Finally, it was temporarily stored in the Imperial Academy.

Whether it is the descendants of Dongguo, the Dou family, or the Heng family, they are even eligible to compete.

Such a variety, but it is not a wave that can be suppressed lightly.

However, the value of an isolated copy like "The Collection of Yunsheng" is no longer measurable by money.

Zhang Qianzhao looked like a broken jar, "From tomorrow onwards, except for Mrs. Dou, the rest will not be allowed to enter even if the prince comes in person."

If it's for "The Collection of Yunsheng", then it's better to be exempted.

Yuan Heming said with a smile: "Let me find out for you. If the descendants of Dongguo don't know about it, I will quickly spread the matter. I must help you muddy the water so that no one will catch it." You don't let go."

Zhang Qianzhao had already had two jars of wine, and his face turned red, "I think that the muddy water in Beijing has never been calm since Mrs. Dou appeared."

He looked drunk, but spoke calmly.

Mo Jingchun said indifferently: "Whether it is the Dou family or the Lin family, His Majesty's attitude is now clear, and the family will not sit still."

Zhang Qianzhao shook his head, "Yes, no. In fact, where did His Majesty show any attitude? It was their own disaster that provoked the Dou family, but you pierced the Lin family... Your Majesty just sent Xue It’s just Qing and the others... I didn’t see how His Majesty gave congratulatory gifts to the world’s aristocratic families when he was young...Look at our Majesty’s heart, that’s called perseverance..." He ended up belching suddenly .

Mo Jingchun said without changing expression: "You are drunk."

Zhang Qianzhao: "A little bit."

His drinking capacity can only take two jars of wine at most, and it has not been a while since the banquet started, but he has already finished both jars of wine.

Zhang Qianzhao stood up with the help of the table, and walked out staggeringly, saying that he wanted to show respect.

Mo Jingchun quickly called the servants of Zhang's family and helped him go out.

Yuan Heming watched Zhang Qianzhao's figure go out, and suddenly laughed, "There's no such thing as getting drunk, it's just drinking to soothe your worries."

Zhang Qianzhao's melancholy is not in the Hanlin Academy, but his depression is more or less related to Emperor Zhengshi.

Mo Jingchun said unhurriedly: "Guanglin likes to read and write, and has been with books all year round. It's normal not to like these schemes."

Yuan Heming laughed, and looked sideways at Mo Jingchun, "You like to talk, but the difference between you and Guanglin is not that big."

Zhang Qianzhao didn't like these things, so did Mo Jingchun?

In the past, Mo Jingchun also stayed in the Imperial Academy for eight years before he became the crown prince.

Then, after Emperor Zhengshi ascended the throne, Mo Jingchun sat in the position of Zong Zhengqing for another four years now.

Ever since Yuan Heming met Mo Jingchun, it seemed that he had never seen him complain.

Maybe there is, but it has never been revealed in front of them.

Yuan Heming: "Don't you think about other things?"

Mo Jingchun looked at him with raised eyebrows, and lightly touched him with the wine glass in his hand. After a crisp sound, the two drank their wine respectively, "What have you thought about?"

"Being famous and rich?"

He lowered his eyes, looked at the sweet and fragrant dishes on the table, and said unhurriedly: "Success and fame are what you say, and wealth is thrown into the sky? I was born in Mo's family. When I was born, Mo's family had already made a fortune. It's hard. Except that my father is not at home occasionally, and I worry about his safety all the year round, but I haven't actually felt depressed.

"When A Niang passed away, it was probably the first time I knew the sufferings of the world. After a few years, I passed the imperial examination and got married again. It seemed that I was happy."

Mo Jingchun's tone was calm, as if what he was talking about was not his own business.

"However, after Hui Niang's accident, I finally understood that life is impermanent. Just like when I thought I could show my strengths in the court, serve the court, and even help my father and brother after I was in the middle of the battle, but I was The Imperial Academy has been sitting on the bench for many years."

Yuan Heming looked at Mo Jingchun and the wine jar beside him.

When they laughed at Zhang Qianzhao for eating too much, Mo Jingchun also had one or two wine jars at hand.

Actually not drunk.

In the end is slightly drunk.

Mo Jingchun rubbed the center of his brows wearily, "At that time, it must be a lie to say that there was no resentment. But looking at it now, you and I both know that when my father and brother are fighting abroad and their power and position are gradually expanding, if I If you enter the court and become an official, there will be Mo family members on both civil and military sides...do you guess what the late emperor would do?"

The first emperor would not tolerate himself promoting another disaster.

In order to ensure the purity of the Mo family, the late emperor would never reuse Mo Jingchun, although he would not be suppressed, but he would not be given a chance to flex his muscles.

The Imperial Academy is the best place for Mo Jingchun to go.

Especially... Back then there was the matter of the young prince.

If it wasn't for Mo Jingchun's caution, he might not be able to survive now.

Yuan Heming said in a low voice: "At the beginning, the late emperor treated you really kindly."

Mo Jingchun shook his head, "If the first emperor didn't do this, he would have to get rid of the Mo family soon. Is it important for Mo Jingchun, or the two generals he personally promoted...I should choose , I will definitely choose father and brother."

Mo Jingchun is an abandoned existence.

This is the bitter fruit that Mo Jingchun gradually tasted in the Imperial Academy.

So Mo Feihe and Mo Guangsheng felt extremely guilty towards him.

It's just that Mo Jingchun didn't feel much.

Those days are over.

Mo Jingchun said unhurriedly: "In fact, the first emperor still left me a retreat, otherwise why did you think he would transfer me to the East Palace to be the Taifu? You really thought that my knowledge could teach the prince at that time. What?"

At that time, Donggong even thought that the two of them looked at each other and hated each other!

Even if there was no such thing as the young prince, Mo Jingchun could deduce the late emperor's thoughts, put him in the Hanlin Academy for several years, and sent him to the East Palace after the edges and corners were polished off.

At that time, the only way up that Mo Jingchun can seize is the East Palace.

Mo Jingchun is not the only person like this, beside Donggong, there are some people who have been cultivated and suppressed in this way, and finally gradually climbed up again.

Emperor Yongning slowly used this method to sharpen talents for Donggong.

Both Yuan Heming and Mo Jingchun fell silent.

He watched Mo Jingchun sipping wine, and said suddenly: "So, you haven't answered my question yet, so you don't have anything to think about?"

Mo Jingchun pouted his chin, and said lazily, "Nanxiang? Now that I don't lack money, power and status, what else can I think about?"

Yuan Heming was a little anxious immediately, and he said in a low voice: "Then you can't follow...for the rest of your life, if it goes on, you should always be prepared."

He is not aimless.

Yuan Heming worked for Emperor Zhengshi, and he was indeed responsible for private matters.

It can be said that he has been completely reborn, almost his whole person has been reshaped, just as Mo Jingchun said, his methods have become much more ruthless than before.

He's just a nostalgic person, he likes something in the past, and he likes something in the future, and he can't change it easily.

Whoever was around him in the past will not change in the future.

And these days, Yuan Heming was in charge of investigating the matter of the eldest prince, the more he investigated, the more he felt the turmoil in it.

Someone wants the eldest prince to die.

Not just King Qinghe.

Things related to the emperor's heir have never been simple.

Yuan Heming lowered his voice, and said softly: "Do you know that His Majesty has been delaying the battle in Qinghe?" His voice was so low that it almost seemed to be in Mo Jingchun's ear, and he could only be heard clearly if he could barely distinguish what are you talking about.

Mo Jingchun nodded slightly.

Yuan Heming dipped his hands in the wine and wrote a few words on the table.

Mo Jingchun's face changed slightly, and he suddenly looked at Yuan Heming.

Yuan Heming opened his mouth and said softly: "Your Majesty is intentionally indulgent."

Mo Jingchun's expression was a bit ugly, he held the wine cup and was silent for a moment, before he said: "It's too ruthless."

Yuan Heming smiled wryly, who said it wasn't?

But this is the Son of Heaven.

There is nothing that Emperor Zhengshi wants to do.

Mo Jingchun's breathing was a bit heavy, not to mention his elder brother Mo Guangsheng was involved in this matter.Did he know about it... or didn't he, and just drifted along?

He gulps down a glass of wine.

Yuan Heming looked at Mo Jingchun's actions, but he was worried.

In the past, Yuan Heming might not have been able to figure out why Emperor Zhengshi was slow to marry a wife, but now that Mo Jingchun is behind him, he probably guessed the reason.

Of course, there is also Liu Cunjian's gift of friendship.

After Yuan Heming conveyed Mo Jingchun's suggestion, Liu Cunjian did solve his own problem very quickly.His entanglement looks serious, but in fact it is not him who decides, but the person he likes.

If the heroine is willing, then don't care about anything.

After Liu Cunjian got everything going well, he seemed much more cheerful than before, at least he no longer had a gloomy face, making him uncomfortable to watch.

Perhaps because of this, the relationship between Liu Cunjian and Yuan Heming eased, and he also learned a lot about Mo Jingchun from Liu Cunjian.

... Mo Jingchun can really hide.

While Yuan Heming was slandering like this, he felt worried at the same time.

When it comes to the royal family, there is no small matter.

The matter of Mo Jingchun is a secret, but no matter how concealed it is, there are always traces to follow.

At least a few veteran officials in the court, especially Xu Boheng, must have guessed it.If the matter of the emperor's heir is involved again, then Mo Jingchun... It has always been this kind of love with unequal status, when you like it, it is naturally affectionate, but if you dislike it, the original intimacy will become a sea of ​​swords and flames.

Yuan Heming thought he was aware of this kind of bad root, so he became more and more worried about Mo Jingchun.

Trust the sweet words of the emperor?

Ah.

Mo Jingchun drank another glass of wine in silence.

Instead, Yuan Heming came to persuade him, "Don't drink any more, this is more than you usually eat."

Yuan Heming never drank sweet wine when he drank, all he ate was spicy spirits.

When he hosted a banquet, he naturally wouldn't let those low-alcohol wines mix in.

Now Mo Jingchun actually ate a lot, and even his breathing became stronger.

After Yuan Heming finished persuading him, he rubbed the edge of the wine cup, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Actually, Liu Cunjian didn't tell me much. These things are all your secrets, and most of them are guesses. But you and Your Majesty have really come to this day. The point... In fact, it should not have been a few months. Ziqing, are you really...or is it a last resort?"

Mo Jingchun raised his eyebrows and looked at Yuan Heming. After a long time, he shook his head and smiled, "Although I have little experience, I am not unaware of it. If I treated him really... I wouldn't have come to where I am today."

Although these words are a bit pitiful, but to Mo Jingchun, they are the truth.

It's not like you can't even tell your own emotions.

He has affection for Emperor Zhengshi.

No matter how many complex and twisted emotions are mixed in this affection, it is love after all.

Mo Jingchun is willing to do something more for this, even if it is just to make Gongye Qi feel better, as for the deeper... Since he is already inseparable, why bother to think about it?

"Can……"

"useless."

Mo Jingchun looked at Yuan Heming calmly, and smiled softly, "Fenghe, it's useless."

It is rare for him to call Yuan Heming by his nickname.

Yuan Heming didn't know how to describe the feeling at that moment, he was a little depressed and seemed to be suffocated.But this feeling seemed to linger on Mo Jingchun for a long time.

Let him get used to it.

His friend seemed to have always been good at swallowing suffering without showing it.

Yuan Heming: "...Recently, the people around His Majesty have changed again."

Mo Jingchun frowned slightly, "The people in the Changle Palace and the Imperial Study Room are all old faces."

If it was changed, at least Mo Jingchun would notice it.

Yuan Heming shook his head, and continued to write the word "Dark Guard" on the table in silence.

easy.

Mo Jingchun frowned, except for Liu Hao and De Bai, he was not very familiar with the people in front of the palace, but occasionally there would be palace servants who were sent in to serve them, so he must still recognize those faces. come out.

But if it's Yi Rong...

"What do you think of Liu Hao's control over the palace?"

Mo Jingchun said suddenly.

Yuan Heming wiped the handwriting on the table with his palm, and said with a smile: "Don't look at him as a dog by His Majesty's side, and the previous accidents will always make people think he is incompetent. But at that time, the Queen Mother still controlled With half of the power in the harem, Liu Hao is not the most powerful. Since the Zhang family's accident, the queen mother has handed over all the affairs, just to take care of her life and tease her children and grandchildren. Now, the entire harem is under the control of Liu Hao .”

Liu Hao's ability is so strong, Mo Jingchun does not doubt it.

But since Liu Hao was there, it meant that there should be no traitors by Emperor Zhengshi's side.

If they were not traitors, then these people probably died in the hands of Emperor Zhengshi.

Mo Jingchun pressed his forehead with a headache, and suddenly knocked Jingguai silently, asking him to list the situation of Emperor Zhengshi before.

【Gong Ye Qi】

【Literature 90】

【Martial Arts 85】

【Talent 90】

【Moral】

I saw that the column of morality used to be 0 or 60, but now it is a red box.

There are no numbers.

Mo Jingchun's expression remained unchanged, but there was a kind of fear that it really happened.

"Why is this?"

【This data changes according to Gong Yeqi's physical changes】

Mo Jingchun let out a deep breath, isn't this nonsense?

In the past, Gongyeqi's morality changed between 60 and 0, but now it is a red box, which reflects the