Although Mao Wenlong sighed a lot in his heart, he was not without relief, after all, his son was also growing up. This is inheritance, and the growth of the son is more important than anything else.

Compared with the year before last, Mao Jingwen is now much more stable, as if he is an emperor. And all this is thanks to Hong Chengchou's careful cultivation, but Mao Wenlong has become a hands-off shopkeeper. This is a bit incompetent, but fortunately, Hong Chengchou is a trustworthy person, otherwise if he directly delegates power like Mao Wenlong, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no major incidents in the future.

"Congratulations to my father's triumphant return, the emperor has prepared a banquet in the palace, please invite my father to go to the banquet with the emperor." Mao Jingwen behaved in a proper manner.

"Good, good, hahaha!" The more Mao Wenlong looked at this son, the happier he became.

Seeing that the father and son had such a harmonious relationship, Hong Chengchou on the side was also very happy. How many imperial families are brothers who kill each other, even if it is a father and son, there are many six relatives who do not recognize each other for the throne. Now seeing that Mao Wenlong's father and son have such a deep relationship, Hong Chengchou Lao Huai is quite comforted.

After a short greeting, Mao Wenlong returned to the imperial city under the escort of Mao Jingwen. Outside the Taiji Hall, the three women had been looking forward to it.

Chen Lan was in the middle, and on both sides were Hong Ziyan and her daughter, and the three of them looked at the slowly stopping dragon with eager eyes. When Mao Wenlong came down, the three women immediately saluted.

Mao Wenlong looked at his slim daughter and two beautiful wives, and felt very relieved. Without too many words, Mao Wenlong directly hugged the three women in front of everyone.

Chen Lan was thin-skinned, and immediately blushed. The daughter didn't have so many scruples, and she didn't leave in Mao Wenlong's arms. Hong Ziyan was also relieved, every time Mao Wenlong left, it was a year and a half, and the thoughts of the past few days quickly turned into tears.

"Fool, what are you crying about, aren't you happy when Xianggong comes back?" Mao Wenlong helped Hong Ziyan wipe her tears and comforted her.

"Well......" The grievances and words full of grievances and words were vented in tears at any time, and in the end, Hong Ziyan just hummed lightly and disappeared.

Mao Wenlong patted the backs of his two wives lovingly to show comfort before pulling off his daughter hanging in the cave around his neck.

Pulling the three women, he walked straight to the back garden, but left Mao Jingwen, the little emperor, behind. Seeing his father, who has a wife and no son, leave, Mao Jingwen is full of helplessness. Fortunately, there is also a Hong Chengchou by his side at this moment, otherwise he, the emperor, would really not be able to come to the stage.

Shi Shiran followed behind Mao Wenlong's ass and came to the back garden. This is where Mao Jingwen arranged the celebration banquet. Knowing a father is better than a son, although Mao Jingwen rarely has time to be with Mao Wenlong, he still knows this father very well. Especially Mao Wenlong's living habits, Mao Jingwen understands them more thoroughly.

The banquet was held in the Imperial Garden, which was clean and not accompanied by officials, and it was completely a family gathering here for dinner. You can talk about what you think without any constraints, and you don't have to worry about anything.

After taking a seat, Mao Jingwen immediately took the initiative to toast, Mao Wenlong was also arrogant, and the wine was not pushed straight and dry. After three cups, Mao Jingwen's little face was already a little red, and Mao Wenlong laughed when he saw this.

"Father, are these envoys from the island countries really here to establish diplomatic relations with us?" Mao Jingwen was so strong that he didn't dare to drink more, and after three glasses of wine, his face was already hot. So I had to quickly open the topic, not wanting to wait for my father to get drunk.

Referring to the envoy of the island country, Mao Wenlong immediately put away the smile on his face and said coldly: "Don't care too much about them, just now I think of establishing diplomatic relations with us, how can there be such a cheap in this world." ”

"And what are we going to do with them?" Mao Jingwen asked again.

From Mao Wenlong's tone, it is not difficult for Mao Jingwen to see that his father is still not interested in these island people. And Mao Jingwen himself has no good impression of the islanders, although he has never been to the coastal city, he does not know how the people there are bullied by the Japanese bandits.

But he has never eaten pork, he has always seen pigs running away, the Japanese are rampant in the coastal city, and he has not heard Hong Chengchou talk about bullying the people of the Ming Dynasty.

The Japanese have been listed as enemies by Mao Jingwen, so there is naturally no need to be polite to treat the enemy. Especially now with Mao Wenlong's approval, Mao Jingwen has strengthened his confidence in dealing with the envoys of the island countries.

"Hmph, there's no need to deal with them at all, it's just clowns, they don't deserve to be our enemies. As for how to get rid of them, this one is easy. As many things as the former robbers snatched from our people, they only had to spit it out double. Mao Wenlong said in a voice.

Hong Chengchou's old eyes lit up when he heard this, but Mao Jingwen was still confused, and he didn't know how to use the means to the envoy of the island country.

Mao Wenlong glanced at Hong Chengchou, and then nodded slightly. The latter understood and gave Mao Wenlong a reassuring look.

It's rare to come back, but Mao Wenlong knows that he can't stay longer now. Therefore, he did not want such a rare time to be occupied by those envoys of the island nation. After that, the banquet ended hastily, and Mao Wenlong left his little time to his family and accompanied his two wives to keep warm.

And Mao Jingwen was taken by Hong Chengchou to study how to blackmail the envoy of the island country, and spent the night in peace. Early the next morning, Fujiwara Taijima took his daughter, put on a formal official uniform, and prepared to face the saint.

Mao Jingwen did not slack off, as soon as the sky was bright, he summoned Fujiwara Taidao in the Taiji Palace. Following the eunuch all the way to the Taiji Palace, Fujiwara Taijima felt very uncomfortable.

Since arriving yesterday, Fujiwara Taijima has not received any words of relief from Mao Jingwen. He was led directly into the post house by the Ming officials who received him, and then ignored it.

Fortunately, I got a rumor early this morning, saying that the Ming Emperor summoned me. Fujiwara Taijima's originally empty mind is a little better. But he doesn't have any foundation in his heart at the moment, and he still can't let go of what happened in Guangzhou, and he also knows that he is likely to be disappointed on this trip.

With apprehension, Fujiwara Taijima and his party soon arrived at the imperial city in a horse-drawn carriage. The Imperial City, which has been renovated, looks resplendent and magnificent.

Entering the palace gate, along the long road, Fujiwara Taijima sat in a carriage and walked slowly to the Taiji Palace.

When I arrived at the Taiji Hall, I waited for the eunuch to pass on the message before I was allowed to enter. In the main hall, more than 100 officials stood quietly on both sides, and on the steps in the middle, it was Mao Jingwen himself.

All eyes were on Fujiwara Taijima's body, only a few dozen steps away, and when he just finished walking, he was stunned and made Fujiwara Taijima break out in a cold sweat on his back.