Zhao Fuling guessed that Li Jingmo would behave like this.

Her eyes bent down, and she said with a smile: "That girl is young, I don't know how thick the sky is, just wait until she has experienced the beating of the barracks."

Li Jingmo thought seriously for a long time.

In the end, I don't know what he thinks about, so he just said that he will tell Zhao Fuling when he has the next step.

After walking around the courtyard, the two went back hand in hand.

The folds on the table were still stacked high, and Li Jingmo simply pulled Zhao Fuling to look at it together.

One person classifies and one person approves, and the efficiency of work has improved a lot after the division of labor.

Li Jingmo secretly calculated in his heart, and he had to ask Zhao Fuling to help him more in the future.

Otherwise, there are so many political affairs in the court, and he is expected to grow old alone.

He Xiaoyu returned to He's house, locked herself in the room, and lost her temper.

After Mrs. He learned the news, she passed the person to the front hall.

As soon as He Xiaoyu saw her grandfather who doted on her, she immediately pounced on her and cried bitterly.

Mrs. Ho asked her, "Didn't I go to the street to play today, why did I lose my temper when I came back?" Yu'er, you are so unstable, how did you become the master of the middle palace in the world?"

As soon as He Xiaoyu heard the words of Mu Yitianxia, she seemed to see Zhao Fuling's indifferent gaze.

Those eyes looked straight at him, without any emotion, but they seemed to carry countless mockery and contempt.

She shook her head aggrievedly: "Grandfather, Yu'er doesn't want to enter the palace and doesn't want to be a queen......

"What did you say?"

Mrs. He's face changed instantly, he slammed the cane in his hand to the ground, and shouted, "He Xiaoyu, the family has raised you so far, and I ask the famous Confucian to teach you to cultivate you, what is it for? Isn't it just to one day, to have a queen among the girls of my He family, ...... you?"

Because he was too angry, Mrs. He was so angry that he coughed heavily.

The people waiting around hurriedly stepped forward to pat the back and hand over the tea, and He Xiaoyu's father also said angrily, "Yu'er, do you know what you're talking about?"

He Xiaoyu knelt in front of Mrs. He, her little face turned white and red, red and white.

She has panic and timidity in her heart, and she has the desire to break through the confinement. I don't know how long I struggled in my heart before I mustered up the courage to speak again.

"Grandfather, father, Yu'er really doesn't want to enter the palace. Your Majesty already has a wife and has a deep affection, why should Yu'er intervene to make Your Majesty unhappy and make him disgusted with our He family?"

Speaking of this, He Xiaoyu had more confidence: "My grandfather is highly regarded by His Majesty, my father and brother have all had smooth careers, and our family is already full of glory. If there is another queen, won't it be a big show?"

"The new emperor is not as amorous as the first emperor, and he is not willing to balance the court with the concubine, so we might as well stop thinking and live the current life with peace of mind."

He Xiaoyu looked at Father He earnestly, and when he saw that his father seemed to be hesitant, he immediately looked at Mrs. He again.

But Mrs. He didn't listen to her words at all, and only said angrily, "It's useless! The old man has raised you for nothing."

He Xiaoyu pursed her lips, her eyes were red and she didn't speak.

Mrs. He scolded again: "What already has a deep relationship with his wife, that demon girl is a former dynasty and a descendant, and she is Li Ce's concubine. How can such a woman be worthy of sitting in the middle palace. Looking at the whole of Shangjing, who is more qualified to be the queen than you?"

"Okay, this matter can't be ignored, you don't have to talk too much, just wait to be married in the boudoir with peace of mind!"

Seeing He Xiaoyu's pale face and teary eyes, Mrs. He said in a cold and hard tone: "Also, in the future, you must not be so happy and angry, and easily let people take advantage of your thoughts. I will not pursue today's affairs, but go to the ancestral hall and kneel for two hours!"

He Xiaoyu clenched her hands, but her round nails were like sharp blades, piercing into her palms little by little.

She bit her lower lip and didn't say anything, and the mother-in-law behind her stepped forward and forcefully carried her away.

After the others left, Father He hesitated and said, "Father, what Yu'er said actually has some truth, today's court, the son's attitude towards His Majesty ......

Mrs. He slapped it hard

table, Father He's voice stopped abruptly.

Today's contest with Li Jingmo ended with his defeat, and this tone has not yet come out of Mrs. He, but Father He has brought it up again.

Seeing that Mrs. He's face was getting more and more ugly, Father He was busy holding his breath and concentrating, and he didn't dare to say anything more.

Mrs. He said with a gloomy face: "Yellow-haired child, I don't know how thick the sky is. When he got into power, he wanted to wrestle with the old man, and the old man had to give him some color to see."

Father He's eyes shrank in shock, but Mrs. He got up and said, "Okay, I know that you feel sorry for your daughter, but I am her grandfather, can I still harm her?" Don't say anything, just wait."

Sending Father He away, Mrs. He summoned his henchmen to the study.

I don't know what was said here, but when those people came out, their expressions were a little solemn.

On the other side, He Xiaoyu went to the ancestral hall with tears in her eyes.

After kneeling for a while, He Mu brought someone to bring food over.

Seeing her mother, He Xiaoyu's grievances were infinitely magnified, and she choked up, "Mother......"

Mother He held her in her arms in distress, and her eyes were red: "My mother has heard about it, why don't you know that this child of yours doesn't know to tell your mother first, you have to confront your grandfather?"

"I didn't contradict my grandfather." He Xiaoyu sobbed, "I just don't want to enter the palace, and I don't want to be the queen."

Mother He sighed, picked up He Xiaoyu's sideburns, and said softly, "Mother doesn't want to let you enter the palace, the Son of Heaven is so easy to serve. Our He family is not low, what wishful thinking you can't find, but your grandfather ......

He Xiaoyu suddenly raised his head and said word by word, "Grandfather just wants to control the new emperor!"

These words shocked He Mu's face changed, she subconsciously patted He Xiaoyu's back and scolded, "Don't talk nonsense!"

He Xiaoyu said, "My daughter has heard about today's court events. Grandfather mobilized courtiers to persecute His Majesty, and even hit the pillar to kill Mingzhi...... Isn't this my grandfather's desire to take control of the court?"

Mother He's face turned pale.

She has been cultivated as the housemother of the family since she was a child, and she does not read many books, and her knowledge is not as wide as He Xiaoyu.

But what He Xiaoyu said, she knew very well in her heart.

It's just that the He family has always been the father-in-law, what right does she have as a daughter-in-law?

She didn't have any, let alone her daughter.

He Mu hurriedly said, "Don't say it, you eat something slowly, and when two hours have passed, my mother will take you out."

He Xiaoyu raised her voice: "Mother!"

He Mu turned around and wanted to leave, He Xiaoyu said very quickly: "The new emperor is not Li Ce or the first emperor, and the people who can stay in the court now are all in the vein of Empress Du back then. Grandfather's delusional attempt to blackmail the new emperor is impossible."

"Mother, the new emperor is a person who was killed from the battlefield on the frontier, how many elite soldiers and good generals he commands, how can such a person be allowed to be controlled. Grandfather is touching his scales by doing this, and this is forcing our He family to embark on the road of no return."

"I understand these things as a young woman, but why doesn't my grandfather understand them? Is he so greedy for power?"