The major events that happened in the palace made many people sleepless all night, Mo Chuchen had to work overtime to accompany the elders to arrange the affairs of the new emperor, Zhao Nan only raised his eyebrows after learning that he had won the throne, and cried for a long time next to the body of the first emperor, and finally reluctantly accepted the proposal of the patriarchs, and held the enthronement ceremony in seven days, as for the first emperor, he was buried in the imperial mausoleum three days later.

Faced with an ending that was almost exactly the same as in the dream, Zhao Nan was once again glad that he had grounded Feng Qingling, otherwise, who knows what kind of trouble this demonic woman would have.

"Father, my son is ashamed of you! Son Wen is not as good as the eldest brother and the second brother is ....... ”

Zhao Nan, who was lying next to the old emperor and wept bitterly, shouted in pieces, his eyes fluttered slightly, but with a bit of cunning and ruthlessness.

Feng Qingling died suddenly three years after being grounded by him, without her interference, he really easily got the throne, was that dream accidental or did someone intentional? .

"Your Majesty's mourning, the country cannot be without a leader for a day, the ancestors have stipulated that the enthronement ceremony must be held after seven days."

Mo Chuchen stood aside and watched Zhao Nan holding the hand of the first emperor and crying bitterly, and couldn't help but sigh, in the emperor's family, all of them were actors, obviously this Zhao Nan should have known the choice of the old emperor in the end.

Zhao Nan's body stiffened, he could hear it, wasn't this voice Xia Xuan? That mediocre, but extremely evil person, had a dream in Nan Ke in the carriage back then, maybe he wanted Xia Xuan to do it.

Regarding the matter of ghosts and gods, Zhao Nan didn't want to be an enemy of Xia Xuan easily, he wiped his tears, his voice was hoarse, and he said sadly: "The regulations of the ancestors must not be abolished, although I am not willing to give up my father, I also have to ascend the throne ......." ”

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The major events in the palace have no other impact on the people outside the palace walls, or in other words, as early as the moment when the old emperor fell, the people in the city were clear in their hearts, and the country was finally going to fall into the hands of which prince, right? .

After discussing the enthronement with the elders, Mo was able to return to the house, this day I believe that many people are sleepless all night, Mo Chuchen originally thought that he should be the exception, after all, he has no loyalty to the old emperor at all, but he didn't expect that when he returned to the house, the house had been hung with white silk, and several subordinates were guarding the garden, with a sad face.

Looking at it this way, yes, everyone is staying up late to send the first emperor, and they really don't have the privilege to go to sleep, otherwise they will definitely have to be mixed with a book the next day.

"Father."

In the past fifteen years, Xia Ling has grown from a babbling child to a handsome young man with talents, at this moment, in the dark night, Xia Ling is dressed in a white linen, his hair is meticulously tied up, and the face similar to Mo has the seriousness of a young man. 、

"My son has heard about it, everyone has changed it to white, you can quickly change it on, and my son will ...... with you."

"The new emperor will ascend the throne in seven days, Ling Er, you can go back and prepare for this year's scientific examination, I can watch it here." Mo Chuchen couldn't help but push the person back to the study, this Xia Ling is good, he is too serious and lives like an old master in the academy, and his favorite thing is to lecture him.

Looking at Haoyue, Mo Chuchen let out a long sigh, obviously he used to be a little bun for himself to play around, but after he came back from the academy, he became the same as an ordinary scholar, doing things in a straightforward way, and it was very boring.

[It's a pity, what a good kid I used to be] The little system had a headache when he listened to Xia Ling's voice, but he would do it to the end without saying a word, and even sometimes he would be said if he was too lazy.

"Could it be that the characteristics of the head of the wooden fish are inherited?" Mo Chuchen was puzzled.

The moonlight was like jade, the news of the emperor's death spread quickly after a while, the people who had been asleep were shouted by their friends, after learning the news, everyone hurriedly hung white, overnight, the whole city was fluttering with white cloth, and the atmosphere was mournful.

Time turned and it was a few months, no matter what means the new emperor used, Mo Chuchen, who was in the Hanlin Academy, said that the old god was there, not because he had a big heart, but because the new emperor didn't move him at all, and even took away his original duty of writing secret edicts, and replaced a group of new candidates.

Therefore, Mo Chuchen is also happy to be leisurely, taking a turn in the Hanlin Courtyard every day and then going home, although this leisurely model has no real power at all, but it is still a good way of life as a pensioner.

On this day, Mo Chuchen returned to the mansion as usual, but saw that Xia Ling had been waiting in the study for a long time, the candles lit in the study flickered dimly, and in the study full of the smell of pen and ink, Xia Ling's uneasy appearance came into view.

"Daddy." Xia Ling looked at Mo Chuchen without saying anything, his eyes flashed with a flame called impulse, and his fingers trembled slightly, as if he was hesitating about something.

Mo Chuchen's eyes narrowed, what kind of character did he not know about this son? In this way, he hesitated, afraid that he would not be able to do something by himself, and he would mainly solve it.

Thinking about it, Mo Chuchen said directly and lightly: "Just say something about it, look awkward with such hesitation." ”

Xia Ling nodded, as if he had regained his courage, and said in a stiff tone: "My son wants to marry Linglong." ”

Mo Chuchen thought for a while, his tone was not angry, nor did he agree, he just asked, "The Oiran of the Hundred Gardens?" ”

Xia Ling's heart trembled, he didn't expect that this father, who ran on both sides of the Hanlin Academy and the house every day, would know this: "Yes, Linglong is a woman with a full stomach...... ”

"Ling'er, you have been an honest and decent child since you were a child, I thought you would continue like this ......." Mo Chuchen pressed his forehead with his hand, quite helpless: "You need to know that this world is very harsh on women, let alone in the Hundred Gardens." ”

"I know I've disappointed my dad with this request, but ......, I can't let her go, daddy! I'm going to marry her!. Xia Ling replied categorically.

"Then you just wait, and when you are admitted to the lifting of people, Dad will promise you." Mo Chuchen chuckled: "If you can't even pass the exam, don't think about marrying her." ”

"It's a deal!" When Xia Ling heard this answer, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and at the same time, a new doubt rose up, why did he have to be admitted to the lifting of people? .

Why is it to be admitted to the lifting of people? The answer is actually very simple, when Xia Ling was admitted to the Hundred Gardens again, there was no longer an Oiran named Linglong in the Hundred Gardens, and Xia Ling, who learned the news, angrily found Mo Chuchen and asked about Linglong's whereabouts, and Mo Chuchen asked Xia Ling to take him to a small fishing village.

It turned out that when Xia Ling was ready to take the exam, Linglong found another rich son, that one was much more unlearned than Xia Ling, and under Linglong's coaxing, he ransomed himself early, and then Linglong relied on a series of house fighting skills to bring down the rich son's concubine, defeated the old lady, and successfully obtained a clean civil status.

Then Linglong ran away with money and identity, and she finally married a young man from a dozen fishing villages and lived a life of hidden merit and fame.

These ordinary people really can't dig out, Mo Chuchen began to monitor the Oiran named Linglong as when Xia Ling proposed to marry Linglong, so now Linglong's whereabouts are clear to him.

Xia Ling was afraid that he was hit by this incident, and he didn't know whether he was happy or frustrated, and he never mentioned Linglong's matter after being decadent for a few months.

Time has passed, when Xia Ling was twenty years old, Mo Chuchen gave him a concubine of a family, he hesitated for a moment and then accepted this family business, on the day Xia Ling got married, Mo Chuchen also broke away from the small world, and by the way, he simply and rudely stuffed Xia Xuan's soul back.