After the cabinet meeting one day, it was almost dark for the big week, good guys, several mothers-in-law in the family had gone out for vacation, and Zhu Yujun, the only one who was still fighting on the front line, went on a business trip to Liaodong to report on the incident of more than 500 Cossack barbarians killed by the imperial border guards, and even his old secretary Cerita took leave to take a cruise ship back to Spain last week to visit relatives, and there was only a group of dead-faced servants and guards left in the huge White House.

Being the emperor is still a bit beneficial, the electricity is given priority to the palace, Mingliang's light bulb shines on the desk with a large pile of official documents, but Mao Jue did not read it for the first time, but turned out the picture album hidden in the desk.

In this year, the camera has just been included in the plan of the Imperial Royal Academy of Sciences, and the most images recorded are sketches, among which there are sketches of adventures in South America sent to him by Yuer, paintings of the German countryside sent by Adriana, and Chiyohime, a beauty blogger, who was sent to Australia to eat lobster, to India to drink Ceylon black tea, to Hawaii to sunbathe, and to Rome to see a large number of picture albums.

Of course, it's not exactly happy, mixed with the color album, there are a few black and white, three years ago his uncle Wen Meng commanded the battle of Heng Rus unfortunately contracted the disease, like a real husband when the horse leather shrouded in the album, Hong Chengchou told the old man to return to his hometown, after his death last year, from the album given by Sun Hongyong, as well as the collective painting of his generation of old cabinets.

Flipping through the album page by page, as if history was floating between his fingers, he looked at it for a long time, and suddenly Mao Jue smashed his fist on the table in annoyance, and roared angrily: "Why can you old guys retire, Lao Tzu can't!" ”

Not to mention, there is an old guy who also insists on the front line like him, the door of the kung fu study was suddenly pushed open with a creak, holding a cup of black tea, the chief of the guard, who has also become an old scumbag, walked in slowly with a teacup.

"Your Majesty, coffee!"

"Lao Tzu doesn't want coffee, Lao Tzu wants to retire!"

Click, the child lay on the table like that, but in an instant, a ruthless color suddenly appeared on Mao Jue's face, just like an absolute villain, he laughed a few times in a dark way, and said an evil smile like an owl.

"Boy, don't blame Lao Tzu for being unrighteous if you are unkind!"

His Majesty the Emperor seemed to have regained his vigor of the past, and as soon as he scolded Fang Xuan, he stretched out his hand and hugged Mao Yan's neck, but the words he put forward made the loyal chief of the guard speechless.

"Lao Mao, Lao Tzu took you to Hawaii to watch hula dancing and eat seafood? As long as you're willing to do this! ”

Lance: "........."

...............

A political conspiracy begins to spread over the Kyoshi, but the protagonist is still unaware.

Now Mao Xingjian is much more tired than Mao Jue, Mao Jue can go back to the White House to rest, out of the cabinet, but he has attended three inspections and five tailoring, until eleven o'clock in the evening, then dragged his tired body back to the East Palace in a four-wheeled carriage.

However, what warmed his heart was that a bowl of hot chicken cake always appeared on the table as promised, and he always needed to eat some warm cushion after the unforgettable escape in the harsh winter of the New World in his early years.

And she, always remember!

At this time, Han Xiaomo, who was married to the crown princess, also went from a grassland girl who escaped from ghosts back then, to a dignified and virtuous mother in the world, although she was blind, she still woke up accurately, and stood up with a smile in the direction that Mao Xingjian came back.

"I'm back!"

"I said, don't wait for me, you go to sleep first, how can you ......"

Moved and helpless, he hurriedly walked to her side, Mao Xingjian was helpless and nagged, but Han Xiaomo shook his head with a smile: "I'm stupid, I can't help you share things like Her Majesty the Queen and Concubine Ming, and I can only do a little bit like this, I'm hungry, eat quickly, this is my new research taste!" ”

"Don't be stupid, you're much better than my father's aunts!"

Smelling the fragrant beef soup in the chicken cake, while picking up the spoon, Mao Xingjian joked funny: "Last week, Aunt Le'er and Aunt Chiyo sent back a conch the size of a water tank to their father, and they also drew them to eat lobster dinner, and the envious father didn't eat for a long time!" ”

Listening to Mao Xingjian's joke, Xiao Mo's face also showed a smile, but after a while, her smile retracted again, and she asked with some concern.

"A few days ago, my father sent someone to ask again, does my father really want to abdicate, husband, are you really not thinking about inheriting the throne?"

These words made Mao Xingjian's hand holding the spoon stop there, and after a moment of silence, he finally laughed again: "Doesn't my father always say that old cadres should give full play to their residual heat?" The world still needs his father, so let him take the lead and give full play to his spare heat! Don't worry, my father's body will not be a problem if he reigns in the world for another ten years, and when the time comes, our Yuge should also grow up and mature! ”

These words amused Xiaomo again, she was a little helpless little fist hammered on Mao Xingjian's body, and complained coquettishly: "Are you such a father?" I want to shift the responsibility to my son. ”

"Haha, isn't it the same old guy? So there's no need to feel sorry for him! ”

A warm and simple dinner party in the sour atmosphere of love, you and I quickly crossed over, but went back to the room, looking at a large pile of documents on the desk, Mao Xingjian's smile also converged, and he also did not deal with official business for the first time, he opened the bottom of the desk, and a lighter carved with a phoenix was taken out by him, with a click, lit in his hand, in the beating firelight, the wild but warm face of the matriarch seemed to appear in front of him, so many years, he still did not let go.

"Me, can I do it?"

Bang bang bang~

The hurried knock on the door woke Mao Xingjian violently, and subconsciously put the lighter into his pocket, he hurriedly greeted him and opened the door, at the door, his old subordinate for many years, the Ninth Legion, and now the sixth general of the East Palace, Tong Zamu, knelt down anxiously: "Prince, there is an urgent report from the palace!" Your Majesty is in a hurry! ”

For a moment, Mao Xingjian's heart chuckled.

...........

There has been no major incident in the empire for a long time, so tonight it seems to be particularly anxious, on the streets of Sijiu City, the troops of the Beijing Division Corps are moving in large groups, and even the palace guards have stepped up a few times, hurriedly rotated, entered the palace gate, followed by Mao Xingjian's carriage, and several teams of Praetorian Guards trotted up gloomily.

Obviously feeling that the breath was wrong, the chief guard Tong Zamu asked Mao Xingjian in a low and wary voice: "Prince, tonight, it seems that something is wrong, should we slow down, go back to the East Palace, prepare the guards, and then ......"

"Even if Lone is His Majesty's most hated son, he is also his son!"

The tone was very firm, full of thoughts on what happened to Mao Jue, Mao Xingjian opened his mouth to veto his proposal to the head of the guard, and poked his head out, he shouted even more anxiously: "Coachman, hurry!" ”

In the dark, outside Mao Jue's White Palace dormitory, I don't know how many armor have been gathered, in the dark, Sen Senran's bayonet looms, the emperor's chief guard Mao Lance is leaning over, and the guards have not known how long they have been here, and unexpectedly, even if Mao Xingjian is the most relied on general veteran, Li Dingguo actually appeared here, looking at the armor outside, he was also worried.

Worried, Mao Xingjian ran directly to Mao Li, and asked anxiously: "Uncle Li, ...... my father?"

"Hey, Your Highness will know when you go in!"

Listening to Mao Li's heavy tone, his heart became tighter, and Mao Xingjian didn't have time to communicate with Li Dingguo, so he pushed open the door and broke into the palace.

"Father!"

Hula~

The light suddenly illuminated the most important living room of the Ming Empire to entertain foreign guests, and in Mao Xingjian's astonishment, the twelve ministers of the six Shangshu were actually standing below, all of a sudden, their eyes fell on Mao Xingjian.

In the rustling voice, the reporters of a large number of important newspapers and periodicals such as the Imperial Capital Daily, the Imperial Times and the Daming Times were also hurriedly painting this historic scene, and in Mao Xingjian's consternation, Mao Jue jumped up from the big sofa "full of anger", and pointed at Mao Xingjian's nose with trembling fingers and shouted.

"Rebel, you actually led the army to force the palace!"

Almost didn't suffocate in one breath, he was stunned, and a few seconds later, Mao Xingjian knelt on the ground in horror: "Father, you listen to my explanation, I don't have ........"

"Needless to explain, don't you just want this position? I'll give it to you! ”

Full of "grief and indignation", holding back a smile, Mao Jue's sleeves waved suddenly, Mao Hui, the current executive director of the Royal Committee, was holding the heirloom jade seal and the emperor's six seals in front of Mao Xingjian, and put things in front of him.

"The crown prince forced the palace and forced me to pass the throne to him!"

"No, father, son, still ......"

has already come back to his senses, crying with a sad face, Mao Xingjian knelt up straight, and shouted sadly, but Mao Jue didn't give him a chance to explain at all, and roared even more urgently: "Don't you want to see the new emperor?" ”

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Although the court kneeling has been abolished, but in the important period of the transfer of imperial power, the six departments and Jiuqing still did not hesitate to kneel, with the roar of the mountain, the Praetorian Guards outside also knelt down with a hula, and the sound of the court was like a relay, from the center of the heart of the empire, one passed to the entire Jingshi.

Standing up in a daze, turning around and looking around, and then looking back to say when, Mao Jue's figure had disappeared into the hall, and several servants who had already been arranged hurriedly walked up with special yellow robes and draped them on him, and the gold-legged chair that Mao Jue most often sat on was also moved to the front, and was helped to sit down, in the ecstatic eyes of Li Dingguo and Tong Zamu, the ministers once again bowed down three times and nine bows.

"Long live my emperor, long live!"

There was no joy on his face, Mao Xingjian was a little bit of a stroke, full of sadness, and in a voice that others couldn't hear, he roared in a speechless low voice.

"Father, you are ruthless!!"