Chapter Ninety-Eight

"Hmm. The emperor answered, and then stopped talking, but Gonggong Chen, who was always listening to the conversation between the two, was a little speechless in his heart, didn't the three princes see that the emperor was perfunctory?

After the three princes left happily, His Majesty the Emperor was still sitting on the seat and did not move, but Gonggong Chen on the side stepped forward to clean up the teacups on the low table, and once again served the emperor a new cup of tea, retreated to stand behind the emperor again, and waited quietly with the emperor.

Soon Mu Huabai appeared at the door, on the way to Mu Huabai met Mu Huage who had just left, Mu Huage's proud look on his face made him very unanswered, and he showed a trace of caution about the emperor's summons this time.

Walking in the door, Mu Huabai saluted respectfully, and the emperor saw that Mu Huabai's eyes were a lot gentler, so he excused himself from the courtesy and let him sit in the seat where Mu Huage was sitting before.

Gonggong Chen stepped forward and added him a cup of tea.

The emperor repeated the question he had just asked Mu Huage, and asked Mu Huabai, "Is the food in the imperial dining room suitable for taste tonight?"

Mu Huabai was a little strange, but still replied: "Naturally, it is excellent." ”

The emperor said, "Is there any food that is even more delicious than the food made by Chef Zhao?"

Mu Huabai felt even more strange, but he couldn't help but answer, thinking of the delicious food in the shop, his eyes lit up and said, "Father, this delicious is really there!"

"Oh?" said His Majesty the Emperor, who seemed to be interested, "Then what kind of food are you saying that is more delicious than Chef Zhao's?"

"This delicacy is in the capital!" Mu Huabai also seemed to be interested in replying.

"It can't be the black shop that is widely circulated, right?" said the Emperor with an eyebrow.

"My father knows it, too. A hint of surprise flashed in Mu Huabai's eyes, "Father, don't be fooled by those rumors in Kyoto, although the price of this small shop is extremely high, but the owner's craftsmanship is really good, there is nothing to say, even a simple plate of egg fried rice is also a treasure in egg fried rice, to put it mildly, even Chef Zhao's craftsmanship is not comparable." ”

"Oh?" Thinking of Mu Huage's words, a hint of playfulness flashed in the emperor's eyes.

"Yes, father, if it weren't for the fact that the small shop didn't allow packing, the son really wanted to bring it into the palace for your father to taste it. Mu Huabai said regretfully.

"Can't you pack it, don't even give you face as a prince?" the emperor asked with interest.

Mu Huabai replied: "Father, don't say it, this boss really doesn't give it, it should be said that no one will give face." ”

"So individual?" said the Emperor.

"It's very personal!" Mu Huabai replied, although it was very strange how his father had the time to listen to him talk about these topics, but he still shared some things about the small shop with the emperor, some rumors about the small shop, some about the character of the owner, and more about the food in the small shop.

And the emperor just listened from the sidelines, asking a few questions from time to time.

I have to say that in the face of Mu Huabai, the emperor has to show a lot of warmth, and the conversation between the two is more like a family conversation between father and son.

It wasn't until Mu Huabai said everything he could say that he couldn't find anything to say, that the emperor quietly changed the topic and talked about the border of southern Xinjiang.

Coming, Mu Huabai smiled on his face, but his heart was tight, he had been worried that he had said the wrong thing, he didn't believe that the purpose of summoning him was just to ask him what food was delicious, his heart has always been 120,000 cautious, he was afraid that he would not be careless and said something that should not be said, at this time, when he heard him ask about the border of southern Xinjiang, he immediately had a feeling that the topic was coming.

Mu Huabai pondered for a moment for a while, and then said after thinking about everything that should be thought of in his mind: "On the border of southern Xinjiang, Erchen feels that we need to be vigilant at this time, but we don't need to pay too much attention to it. ”

"How?" the Emperor motioned for him to continue.

"Erchen doesn't feel that there is a need to show great attention at this time, but he can't ignore it, too much attention will show us weakness, ignore it, and it will appear that we are timid. Mu Huabai said slowly, glanced at the emperor, couldn't read what he meant from his face, and then said, "We can send a general to the southern Xinjiang to guard, and this general can't be too respectful, but it can't be without deterrence, to be able to suppress the hundreds of thousands of troops in the southern Xinjiang, but also to make the people of the Sun Empire feel threatened, so that they don't dare to act rashly." ”

"Not bad. His Majesty the Emperor's eyes flashed with admiration, "Then who do you think is more suitable for this person?"

Hearing this admiration, Mu Huabai's heart was relieved, and he replied: "Erchen thinks that Ai Zimo, the son of King Ning, is the most suitable!"

Saying that this person chose Mu Huabai also has his own plans, with the relationship between Mu Hualan and Ning Wangfu, Ning Wangfu will definitely make a move when he recruits relatives in the competition, maybe Ai Zimo will play in person, and Ai Zimo is very likely to win the election at that time, and he needs the military power in Mu Hualan's hands, which is bound to win for the horse, so he does not hesitate to expose the hidden hole cards in advance.

If Ai Zimo goes to southern Xinjiang at this time, then this possibility can be avoided, and the possibility of getting a horse is even greater.

And he thought, if nothing else, his father might have this plan, after all, Mu Hualan and Ning Wangfu were too close.

After Mu Huabai finished speaking, His Majesty the Emperor did not express an opinion, lowered his head and thought for a moment and said, "Rong Zhen thinks about it, you go down first." ”

Mu Huabai didn't say anything more, and cared a few words about the emperor's body and asked him to rest early and then retired directly.

Mu Huabai walked out of the imperial study in a good mood and came to his palace, as soon as he entered the door, he saw that his military advisor was waiting for him, he raised his eyebrows, what is the major news here?

As soon as Zhao Jun saw him, he said a powerful news: "The Prime Minister actually went to the restaurant you often went to eat." ”

For a moment, Mu Huabai was a little stunned, he immediately remembered the content of the chat with the emperor just now, and a flash of inspiration came to his mind, could it be that the purpose of his father was not to tell him anything about the Southern Xinjiang incident first, but to inquire about this small shop?

However, when he thought of his answer, he felt that it didn't matter if it was the real subject, and he was quite satisfied with his answer.

Thinking about this, he was too entangled, but asked why the prime minister went to the shop.

And Mu Huage also received the news after returning to the palace, remembering what he said in front of his father, his face suddenly darkened, especially knowing that Mu Huabai stayed for a while longer than him when he went in later, and his face was even darker.

He said that the small shop is not good, if the prime minister comes to say that the food in the small shop is very good, what is he?

For a while, his good mood was gone!