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After dinner, everyone talked with Zhao for a while, and then withdrew from Yuanxiangtang.

Luo Qingchen followed Luo Zheng to the study, Shen Jingshi and Luo Qingran knew that their father and son had something to discuss, so they helped Ye to go back to the main hall of Jiying Hall first.

At that time, the sunset had already set, the night was getting thicker, the dawn moon was rising, and a few sparse stars were hanging in the sky.

Ye Shi turned his head to look at the sky and muttered to himself: The wind seems to be a little faster tonight.

In the middle of the day, the fourth prince Mo Xiao was dressed in night clothes and entered an abandoned courtyard in the back house with the old housekeeper in the house.

The two walked one after the other, without holding the lamp.

The old butler had a serious face, carefully brushed away the spider silk wrapped in front of him, and whispered to Mo Xiao: "Your Highness, go and come back quickly, the old slave is waiting for you here, there are people in front of you staring, you must be careful." ”

Mo Xiao nodded, "I know, Uncle Mu, I'll be careful, and you should be careful, don't let people know that you're here." ”

"Your Highness, don't worry, the old slave can save it."

Mo Xiao walked out of the Four Princes' Mansion through a narrow old wooden door, evaded the spies around the Prince's Mansion, and hurried all the way to the Jinyang Marquis Mansion.

Liu He, the housekeeper of the Marquis of Jinyang, had been waiting for a long time, and when he heard Mo Xiao's voice, he hurriedly opened the side door and welcomed people in.

"Your Highness, the Hou Ye and the prince have been waiting for you for a long time, please here."

Liu He took Mo Xiao and walked all the way to the study.

Mo Xiao entered the study, and after greeting with Jin Yanghou and Shen Chengyu, a few people sat down to talk in detail.

"Does Your Highness have any plans?" Shen Zishan was the first to ask.

Mo Xiao knew that he was asking about his thoughts on shipping, so he replied: "My nephew thinks that it is better to rein in the edge first, and not to be in a hurry." ”

Shen Zishan nodded and smiled, obviously very satisfied with Mo Xiao's answer, "It's really good that Your Highness can be so calm." ”

"I said earlier that His Highness knows it, and you are still worried." Shen Chengyu also smiled.

Mo Xiao hurriedly said: "Uncle should worry about me, and I also know that I didn't turn in the past, so I didn't bother my uncle." ”

"You," Shen Zishan smiled lovingly, "Fortunately, Your Highness now knows that it is time to turn the corner, and it is not too late, Your Highness can rest assured, no matter what you want to do, the Shen family will support you unconditionally, Your Highness will now rein in your edge, accumulate strength, and stay until the day of full-fledged wings, just let go and do what you want, Your Highness is a person who wants to achieve great things, and your uncle will not be wrong!" ”

Shen Chengyu also smiled and said: "Yes, Your Highness just let it go, the Shen family will always be the most powerful supporter behind His Highness." ”

"Uncle, cousin..."Mo Xiao looked at the two of them movingly, nodded solemnly, and promised, "I know, I will definitely not disappoint my uncle and cousin!" ”

Shen Zishan nodded again and again, "Your Highness has this heart is the most important, Prince Duanjin has never participated in party disputes, he has always been a bright and upright person, His Royal Highness follows the prince to do things, you don't have to be careful everywhere, and you don't have to be too competitive." ”

"Uncle, don't worry, I have remembered all your teachings."

"As for the other two princes, Your Highness just do as before, the eldest prince is competitive, and the relationship with the second prince is not very harmonious, so we can just sit quietly and reap the benefits."

Shen Zishan saw that Mo Xiao's face was calm and his temperament was calm, and he was a lot more relieved in his heart, but no matter how relieved he was, thinking that Mo Xiao was going to start facing those deceits, he couldn't help but want to ask more.

Mo Xiao knew that Shen Zishan cared about him, and his heart couldn't help but warm, his eyes were much warmer, and Wen Yan responded to Shen Zishan's instructions.

The night is getting thicker, Mo Xiao is inconvenient to stay for a long time, the situation in Beijing is particularly tense these days, it seems to have a bit of a touch of meaning, if at this time because of a private meeting by someone with a heart to buckle a hat of "forming a party for personal gain", it is really not cost-effective.

"Uncle, cousin, it's late, then I'll go back first, you two rest early, I'll be careful, if there is anything that can't be decided, I will come to my uncle's house in time to discuss with the two of you."

"Your Highness, be careful."

Shen Zishan's father and son said goodbye to Mo Xiao in the study and did not go out to see each other.

Mo Xiao pushed open the door of the study, and Liu He, the housekeeper who was still guarding the door, sent him out of the Jinyang Marquis Mansion along the path when he came.

Mo Xiao cautiously checked the surrounding situation and confirmed that no one was following, so he followed the route he came and returned to the Four Princes' Mansion.

In the second half of the night, the night wind was sudden, and a spring rain suddenly came, and the peach forest at the foot of Dajue Temple Mountain was almost all lost overnight.

The dragon claw locust in the courtyard of the Taiji Hall in the palace has been through a night of wind and rain, but it seems to be more verdant and full of vitality.

Early this morning, Mo Yao said that his illness had not yet arrived.

The reason is that the wind blew last night, and it was cold, and he was afraid that the emperor would pass on his illness, so he didn't dare to come.

Emperor Qiyang's face did not change, he expressed some concern, asked someone to send some good medicinal materials for the treatment of colds, and instructed Mo Yao to recuperate, and did not mention anything else.

The matter of shipping seems to be on hold......

The eldest prince was impatient, and forgot his mother's instructions for a while, and couldn't help but ask: "Father, Uncle Wang is suddenly sick, is the matter of shipping ......?"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Emperor Qiyang, "Your Uncle Wang is typhoid fever, you are so worried about him, just go to his house to see if you go down to the court." ”

"But ......" The eldest prince wanted to say more, but seeing that Emperor Qiyang's face seemed to have changed, he also noticed that he was speechless, so he was secretly annoyed, and he raised his eyebrows and stopped talking.

Emperor Qiyang glanced at his eldest son, and secretly shook his head in his heart, he always knew that this eldest son was not a person who could achieve great things.

sighed secretly, turned his head to look at the other two sons, and saw that one of them hung his head and said nothing, but he was a little cowering; A cold face and a closed mouth, but it gives people a feeling of being too rigid to grasp.

How do you look at it, these three sons are not good candidates for the prince......

Emperor Qiyang couldn't help but feel a little depressed, and couldn't help but think that if he could have more sons, he would be able to have more choices.

yes, why can't I have more sons?

His thoughts drifted away all of a sudden, thinking of Concubine Zhen, who was now the only one who was favored, Emperor Qiyang's heart was quite complicated and tangled for a while, he wanted Concubine Zhen to give birth to a dragon descendant, but also did not want a prince with the blood of the Li family to be born.

Thinking about it, Emperor Qiyang became a little irritable for no reason.

After discussing some political affairs, and seeing that the civil and military officials had nothing important to report, Emperor Qiyang asked Xu Zhinian to call a retreat from the dynasty, and left with his sleeves thrown up.

The courtiers have always had sharp nerves, and seeing that Emperor Qiyang didn't seem to be in high spirits, they hurriedly shouted long live, knelt down and retreated to the court.