In the imperial study, Mo Xiucheng sat at the table to review the official documents, learning her handwriting, and reviewing the folds.

This is not long ago, the second time he was summoned to the imperial study by the emperor, Mo Xiucheng found that the folds all over the ground yesterday did not move at all, and looked at the emperor who looked at him innocently.

Enlightened.

His Majesty the Emperor has no intention of reviewing the recital at all!!

How could the political affairs be delayed again and again, so he frowned and urged the emperor not to ignore the recital, who knew that the little boy blinked innocently.

"But I don't understand, how can I approve it?"

The first emperor's original intention was to pass on the country to Mo Xiucheng, so where did he teach her any ability to criticize and guide the country?

So, Mo Xiucheng had to frown and ask her to sit next to her and teach her to review it in person, but the little emperor looked at it-

Just sit next to it and doze off.

Mo Xiucheng glanced sideways at the young man's lazy yawning face, and sometimes wondered if she did it on purpose.

first told him to get used to reading the recitals, and then secretly transferred the throne to him.

But soon the thought was put aside by him, because—

The young man lowered his eyes and stared at the appearance of his pen from time to time, but he was very serious.

Therefore, Mo Xiucheng thought to herself, it should be that she still wants to learn, but it is not so easy to focus.

As everyone knows, the little emperor just stared at him, and General Mo, who was very serious about his pen, was still too naïve!

You're right, you're not surprised!

"Participate in what? Spring hunting? Mo Xiucheng put down the brush and wondered.

"That's right." The young man smiled and held his cheeks, and looked at him expectantly with beautiful eyes: "I want to go too, can't I?" ”

"If the emperor wants to go, it is naturally possible." Mo Xiucheng did not hesitate, and opened his lips: "The minister will let people prepare later." ”

"Hmm~" The young man blinked and suddenly spoke: "But I don't know how to ride a horse and shoot arrows, I think I should find someone to teach me!" What does the general think? ”

Mo Xiucheng pursed his lips slightly, raised his eyes, and suddenly looked at the young man with dark eyes, staring at her innocent eyebrows, and an idea suddenly popped up in his heart.

Could it be—

She wants to be herself......

Swish!

Without waiting for Mo Xiucheng's 'right', the little emperor had already turned his head and suddenly picked up the large stack of papers that Mo Xiucheng had ignored before.

"Look, General!" She happily unfolded the papers, placed them in front of her, and said beautifully, "Which one do you think is more appropriate to call to teach me?" Hmm, the third young master of Liu Shilang's family is good, and the eldest young master of Lord Wu's family can also do it! Or look at this horse captain! Yikes! This Captain Ma is eight out of twenty? This doesn't work, this doesn't work, it's too old! ”

Mo Xiucheng leaned in and took a look, and found that the picture scroll was full of young officials in the court now, as well as the young master of their family.

Without exception, there are all handsome young men on the picture scroll.

“……”

After two seconds of silence, Mo Xiucheng raised his head sharply and stared at the young man who was rushing forward.

"Your Majesty." Mo Xiucheng's eyes were burning, and his eyes were a little gloomy.

"Huh?" The little emperor looked at him innocently, picked out a particularly handsome picture scroll, held the picture scroll, and smiled sweetly at him: "It's still this Young Master Wu, what's wrong with you, general?" Does the general think which one is better? ”

Mo Xiucheng glanced at it several times, and finally his eyes were heavy: "The minister remembers that there are more than these military attaches in the DPRK and China, right?" ”

"Hmm." The emperor's little eyes rolled: "I only accepted these, so I will pick them here first!" ”

"There's another candidate." Mo Xiucheng's face was expressionless: "Chen Ming will call someone to come into the palace to teach you, as for these candidates of yours-"

Mo Xiucheng calmly stretched out his hand, directly took out all the scrolls from her hand, and held them in his arms, the man's handsome face, his eyebrows and eyes were indifferent.

"Don't even think about it!"