Lord Chitose spoils me too much, what should I do?

Chengqian Palace.

The little emperor put on his dragon boots and climbed onto the bed angrily, "Pei is a eunuch! A dog thief! A dog who bullies you!"

"Your Majesty, my Majesty..."

Li Wenzhong closed the palace door and hurried over, "Your Majesty, please keep your voice down..."

He pointed to the outside of the hall, "That person has many eyes and ears..."

"Li Wenzhong!" Murong Shu interrupted him, "I am really aggrieved as the emperor!"

"I said I was going to Yufeng Terrace to enjoy the moon, but I was so scared that I thought I was going to die tonight!

That dog thief, he did it on purpose!He scares me!He amuses me!In the end, the moon didn't get it, but he made him show me my ugly face! "

"Father!"

The little emperor let out a long howl, clasped his hands together, and bowed to the sky, "Take him away quickly!

The emperor can't hold on any longer! ! ! "

Li Wenzhong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and comforted him: "When Taifu Wei returns to court, His Majesty won't be fighting alone, so please bear with it..."

"Be patient!!!"

The little emperor said angrily: "I have been enduring since my father's death! But when will it be the end!"

He touched his face, suddenly remembered Pei Que's action, rubbed it vigorously again, and said in disgust: "Li Wenzhong, let someone bring water in, I want to wash my face!"

"Didn't Your Majesty have just been washed?"

Murong Shu frowned, only feeling that the place Pei Que pinched was hot,

"No, wash it again! Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep tonight!"

The little emperor, who said he couldn't sleep, slept surprisingly soundly. After being woken up by Li Wenzhong, he took a long time to send him to the jade chariot, and went to the Advisory Hall for the early court.

He sat on the dragon chair and listened to the ministers shouting long live, then he looked to the front left of the dragon chair, and saw that the golden nanmu chair was empty——

Pei did not come!

Ah!Can't get up!let you drink!deserve it!

The little emperor spit at him secretly, but then found that he was the one who was embarrassed - the people below looked at each other without saying a word.

The little emperor looked at Li Wenzhong, and the other party understood, stepped forward a few steps, and shouted: "Do you have a book to play, my lords?"

The ministers in the hall grumbled, you looked at me, I looked at him, he looked at the empty golden nanmu chair, as if they wouldn't talk if Pei Que didn't come!

No matter how thick-skinned Murong Shu was, he couldn't stand being ignored by his own courtiers.

The fire in his heart surged up, and he slammed his palm on the armrest of the dragon chair, "What? If he doesn't come, you won't talk!"

The courtiers below are speechless——

Since the death of the first emperor Murong Yu, Pei Que supported the new emperor to take over the throne, and single-handedly controlled the government.

The original royalist party was demoted and killed, and there was not much left.

Now, Taifu Pei Dingyou is at home, they have no leader, and the little emperor has only a name left. Even the papers they submit have to be reviewed by the chief inspector, stamped with Pei Que's red seal, and then sent to the little emperor.

In other words, it was Pei Que who wanted His Majesty to know before submitting it; Pei Que didn't want His Majesty to know, and His Majesty didn't even have a chance to see it.

Under strong pressure, they were too busy to protect themselves, so how dare they say what should or should not be said in the Zizheng Hall, and touch that person's bad luck.

But the Pei party is growing day by day, they only look forward to Pei Que, and Pei Que is not around, so naturally they can't speak.

Murong Shu clenched his tingling palms, feeling more and more that he had a long way to go to manage the government personally.

He stood up abruptly, "Since the ministers have nothing to play, let's retreat!"

Li Wenzhong followed with all his heart, and was about to leave——

"His Majesty--"

There was a minister lined up in the second row from the left, Murong Shu took a closer look, it was Du Li, the newly promoted servant of the Ministry of Industry, who was said to have been promoted all the way by flattering Pei Que.

It's really despicable for a dignified second-rank official of the imperial court to beg for mercy!

"Your Majesty, Lord Chitose hasn't arrived yet, otherwise wait a little longer!"

The majestic emperor of a country has to wait for his courtiers to be present before he can go down to court! ?

Murong Shu paused in his footsteps, only to feel that these words slapped his face hard, and the anger he suppressed just rushed back into his mind, crackling and burning, and he wished he could pierce this dog leg right through with a sword!