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Wu Wangye watched some at first, but the more he watched it, the more angry he became, but he was just a prince, no matter how angry he was, he couldn't manage the affairs of the court, but he just let himself feel depressed.

Princess Wu handed him a cup of tea, and looked at Lord Wu with a soft gaze, "Husband, you have done what you should do, just do your best." ”

yes, just do your best.

After Lord Wu came back, he summoned a few adults from Youzhou City, and then began to recuperate behind closed doors.

The city lord of Youzhou was surrounded by his subordinates, and everyone looked at him with expectation.

What is the matter with the Martial Prince?

The city lord of Youzhou shook his head slightly.

The adults' hearts suddenly tightened.

The city lord of Youzhou sighed, and the others also sighed.

"His Royal Highness the Prince has come down." When the sharp-eyed man saw someone on horseback in the distance, he immediately spoke, and the crowd suddenly hula-la-la.

The city lord of Youzhou saw that his side instantly became empty, touched his beard, and walked over with the same steps.

"His Royal Highness, this is news from Liu Cheng this morning......

"His Royal Highness, this is news sent by Mengcheng overnight......"

"Your Royal Highness, all the heads of the family are waiting for ......"

You and I said a word, and instantly surrounded Yunmo and his party, and surrounded him, making a little noise.

Yunmo rode on a horse, and when he saw this scene, his eyes slowly deepened, and he looked at them one by one.

The noisy crowd shut up instantly, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

"Say it one by one." Liuzhou smiled and spoke, signaling everyone to be quiet, so that everyone would talk together, not only delaying things, but also inefficient, but would make mistakes.

There was a faint impatience in Yunmo's eyes.

When you saw this, the most noisy person closed his mouth.

In the main hall, Yunmo sat in the first place, Liuzhou and Zuo Ming stood behind him, and on the side was the lord of Youzhou City.

"Say." Yunmo looked at the first person standing on the right-hand side.

This person noticed that Yunmo was looking over, and he shook his body slightly, and his voice was still trembling when he spoke, but after all, he was an old fox who had been up and down in officialdom for more than ten years, and he quickly calmed down in the eyes of His Royal Highness the Prince.

Yunmo had a cold face the whole time, and when it was his turn to speak, he looked at whomever he wanted.

The city lord of Youzhou sighed, His Royal Highness the Prince is really powerful, and his efficiency in handling things today is much higher.

A few hours passed, and everyone left one by one, and in the huge side hall, only Yunmo and the city lord of Youzhou were left.

"Master." The city lord of Youzhou opened his mouth and shouted.

If anyone else here hears the city lord of Youzhou call Yunmo like this, they will definitely be surprised, not His Royal Highness the prince, but the master?

"Say." Yunmo is obviously not in a good mood today, and he is also reluctant to say a word to his henchmen.

"Do we people in Kyoto need to move?" The city lord of Youzhou asked.

Yunmo thought for a moment and said, "Let them not act rashly, everything is premised on ensuring their own safety." ”

Dongchang and Jinyiwei are now so powerful that no one dares to offend them at will, and they usually have to be careful when walking on the road, and if they accidentally offend them, they will be ruined.

"Yes." The city lord of Youzhou said, moved in his heart.

The two of them discussed a lot of other things, and by the time it was over, it was already past lunchtime.

"Let's go." Yunmo Road.

The city lord of Youzhou got up and followed behind Yunmo without any objections.

At the time of a meal, there were new rumors in the entire Youzhou City, and the health of the Martial Princes was indeed not very good, and in the future, Youzhou City would probably be His Royal Highness the Prince of the World.

Countless people are watching.

Wu Wang Ye and Wu Wang Gong were recuperating in the other garden on the mountain before, and the Wu Wang Shizi should deal with things, and now Wu Wang Ye has returned, but everyone still sees His Royal Highness the Prince of the World handling things, except for a few people, the rest of the people in the Youzhou officialdom have not even seen the Wu Wang Ye.

The rumors are getting more and more outrageous, and the parties are often the last to know, and by the time Yunmo heard it, the content of the rumors had already become that the martial prince was about to die, so His Royal Highness the Prince was in charge of everything in Youzhou City.

After Yunmo heard this, he thought of someone who was tossing hard in the flower room and was in good spirits, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his expression was slightly cold.

The people around them suddenly looked at each other, concentrating on their own business, with an expression that they were busy, they didn't hear anything, and they didn't know anything.

The authority of Youzhou was handed over little by little, and after the people in the court reacted, the real ruler of Youzhou had become the prince of Wuwang, and when they didn't know it, the traces of Wuwang and Princess Wu had been lost in Wuwang's mansion.

These things are still too far away for Song Wan'er now, and the most important thing for her now is the next New Year's Festival.

The time before the Chinese New Year is getting shorter and shorter, and the affiliated city lords from all over the country are getting closer and closer to Youzhou, and some of the affiliated city lords who are not far from Youzhou City have come to Youzhou City at this moment.

Yunmo became busy again.

Lord Wu stayed in King Wu's mansion every day, and when he had time, he accompanied Princess Wu to the flower room to play with flowers and plants.

"The flower looks like it's about to bloom." Wu Wang Ye looked at the two-color peony in front of him, dark green and dark black, two completely different colors, about to bloom on a peony flower, thinking that the flower had always been taken care of by him, Wu Wang Ye was still a little excited.

"Wait until those attached city lords come, let them also take a look, and have a long insight." Wu Wang Ye said proudly, those camellias such as the Eighteen Bachelors were far worse than the two-color peony he raised.

Wu Wangye looked at his son with a smug expression.

See, how good your father is at raising flowers, when he gets old in the future, he will no longer go to the battlefield, and he can also raise flowers to support his family.

Princess Wu can't look past it, how can there be such a father who specializes in bullying his son.

"Alright, Mo'er must have something to do when he comes to you." Princess Wu said, and ordered her subordinates to fetch water for Lord Wu to clean his hands.

Wu Wang Ye washed his hands and said, "This is also a serious matter. "Whether or not to raise flowers is related to whether he can support his own princess with this in the future, and we must pay attention to it.

Yunmo said: "Father, the subordinate city lords of the sixteen states of Youyun have arrived, and all the city lords are waiting to see you." ”

When Lord Wu heard this, he shook his head and refused, "This king doesn't have time, son, you can deal with it." ”

Wu Wangye said that he is such an enlightened father, and there is no need to be moved.

"You must see each other." Yunmo Dao, official business does not have to be handled, but people can't help but appear. (To be continued.) )