Prime Minister Mu looked up in disbelief, his eyes full of pain.

The emperor has been holding on to the country for so many years, how can it be handed over to such a child!

How could the new emperor be so ridiculous!

The disaster of the Xu Dynasty! What a disaster for the world!

The faces of several ministers around him also changed slightly, but they didn't react so fiercely like Prime Minister Mu, they only felt that after all, they were the new emperor, young and vigorous, and it was normal to be unstable.

Naturally different from the first emperor.

But doing this is really a bit unreasonable, but it has not yet reached the level that Prime Minister Mu Cheng thinks, after all, 'he' is still the emperor.

It's just—

None of them spoke, nor did they dissuade Prime Minister Mu's emotions, only a few quietly looked behind them.

Mo Xiucheng, who was also frowning slightly, stood there, his face was like frost, and he raised his eyes and looked at the young emperor sitting there, as if he didn't know that the matter was serious, but looked at the young emperor of Prime Minister Mu lightly.

"What did I do? Is that ridiculous? The little emperor jumped down briskly from the collapse, and his delicate little face was blank and innocent: "Why is Prime Minister Mu so angry?" ”

"This is offered, the emperor doesn't approve it, and it's like this-"

"Do you know that I haven't approved it?" The little emperor interrupted him slowly.

Prime Minister Mu Cheng was stunned, raised his eyes to look at her, grabbed the fold in his hand, and squeezed it tightly: "So ...... Is it also called review? Even if it's approved! Is this how the emperor treats the folds! ”

"Useless things, if you don't take them to origami, should I still offer them?" The little emperor yawned, half-opened one eye, and seemed to smile: "Prime Minister Mu Cheng thinks it's useful, why don't you open it and take a look first?" ”

Prime Minister Mu Cheng frowned and hesitated for a while, but he still took a serious look at the fold in his hand.

This piece of music is not new, it seems to have been piled up on the table in the imperial study for some time, but it has not been paid attention to for the time being.

And this twist in Prime Minister Mu Cheng's hand was actually sued by him!

It was not long ago that his disciples caused an incident, and it was clearly his disciples who made disrespectful words, but because Prime Minister Mu Cheng has always stood above the court with the image of daring to speak out, he can be described as a loyal minister and dares to give direct advice.

He can say, but it doesn't mean that his disciples can say.

Prime Minister Mu Cheng warned his subordinates because of this, but because of his own style, the disciples were more or less overly arrogant, and this matter could not be resolved under his pressure.

……

But after all, someone still complained about this matter, and the emperor didn't care about it, so he ignored it.

It's just that the folds are still there, as if they are also planning after preparation, in order to knock Prime Minister Mu.

This can be done at any time and convicted.

Moment.

A cold sweat broke out behind Prime Minister Mu's back, and he suddenly raised his head to look at the little emperor in front of him.

And what does it mean that the little emperor folded it out, folded it into a small paper crane, and deliberately threw it at his feet?

"Mu Cheng is so angry, do you think this twist and turn should be useful?" The little emperor bent his eyes, and the chuckling appearance was no longer frivolous in Prime Minister Mu's eyes, but only felt a little terrifying.

"The emperor, the emperor......" Prime Minister Mu Cheng's throat was dry: "Minister...... Minister......"

"Mu Cheng is so angry, really-" Before he opened his mouth, the little emperor had already said lightly in a small voice with a chuckle: "Do you think I am ridiculous?" ”

"Even if he is at fault, as a loyal minister, he is outspoken, but Prime Minister Mu doesn't want to think about it, so he puts all his faces on his face." The young man tilted his head to the side, sat back lazily, and supported his chin: "It's wrong not to sit upright, it's wrong to fold paper into a paper crane, it's wrong to not care so much-"

Swish.