Zhao Mocheng listened to the emperor's words, and there were no emotional ups and downs. After he was silent for a moment, he made sure that the emperor had finished speaking, and then said: "The emperor has recognized the wrong person, the minister is Zhao Mocheng, not Chenmo in the emperor's mouth." Chenmo ...... As early as more than ten years ago, he was killed by bandits. ”

The emperor sighed and asked, "Do you hate him?" ”

Zhao Mocheng did not speak.

This is someone else's family matter, and the emperor will also make any judgments, but I feel a little pity and incomprehension.

Wei Wan'er was the most beautiful beauty in Kyoto at that time, with an excellent temperament and talent. She has a very good relationship with Xiaoyaohou, she is a famous fairy couple in the capital, and she is the envy of many people, among which Dr. Liu is their loyal, and she likes to listen to their stories very much, watch them show affection, and learn from them to their daughters-in-law, wanting to be as affectionate as them.

Not only that, Xiaoyao Hou is extremely single-minded, when Wei Wan'er and the two of them were in love, some people sent beautiful maids to Xiaoyaohou's mansion, all of which were stunner names/weapons, but Xiaoyao Hou not only did not accept it, but also became furious, and taught those people a lesson.

The emperor also tried to marry the Marquis of Xiaoyao without knowing it, but the Marquis of Xiaoyao would rather disobey the holy decree for the sake of Wei Wan'er. is such a person, I don't know what medicine I took wrong, I fell in love with another woman, and I became more and more cold to my original wife.

At the beginning, I didn't know if it was guilt or what, he was still looking at Wei Wan'er everywhere, but after a long time, maybe this guilt also became indifferent, and he treated the original partner more and more wantonly.

At that time, it was rumored that Wei Wan'er died, which caused a lot of turmoil in Kyoto. But if there is no flower for a hundred days, how long can a woman's affairs be circulated? When something new enough to attract their attention happens, Wei Wan'er's matter will be easily forgotten by them.

The emperor had long forgotten Wei Wan'er, and even subconsciously thought that the wife of the Marquis of Xiaoyao was originally Meng Xiaolan.

Until I saw Zhao Mocheng.

He looked at Zhao Mocheng, suddenly remembered a lot of things, and sighed helplessly.

"What is the purpose of your sudden entry into Beijing as an official this time?" The emperor asked.

This is by no means a simple inquiry.

Chenmo is also the child of Xiaoyaohou, and this child is extremely talented. When he "died", he was already unmatched among his peers, not to mention that he had lived with resentment for so many years.

Zhao Mocheng said: "Correct the name of the minister's mother." ”

"Correct name?" The emperor was puzzled.

He originally thought that the purpose of this guy's entry into Beijing was to kill the Marquis of Xiaoyao, and to make the Marquis of Xiaoyao's mansion restless and then replace him, but he didn't expect it to be just for an inexplicable reputation.

Zhao Mocheng said slowly: "Because the minister's mother did not die in an accident, but died in a human being." ”

"Artificial?" The emperor asked in shock, and there were already suspicious people flashing in his mind, and roughly guessed the reason.

Zhao Mocheng pursed a cold smile at the corner of his mouth and said, "Your Majesty, do you remember what the Eighth Prince said in the court that ministers often encounter assassins?" That's not a rhetoric for liberation, but it's true. Before the minister completely hides his identity, assassination is just commonplace. ”

"They, they want to let their ministers die in their dreams."

The emperor choked with something in his throat and did not speak.

Zhao Mocheng quickly regained his indifferent appearance, and said: "Your Majesty, you are the Ming Jun, the master of the people's incorruptibility and love, and the Marquis of Xiaoyao is your favorite courtier, so you can rest assured that the minister will not harm them, let alone hurt them, and the minister from beginning to end, he just wants others to know that the minister's mother did not die of a thief." ”

The emperor was silent and asked, "Do you need me to help you?" ”

He just casually asked.

Zhao Mocheng shook his head, smiled gratefully at him, and said, "Your Majesty, thank you for being willing to help your ministers after so many years." It's just that Chen wants to let everyone see the truth of this matter in person. ”

The emperor paused, didn't know what he was thinking, and then suddenly asked, "What about after your mother's name is corrected?" You hurt Chen Ran, will Xiaoyao Hou still let you go back to Xiaoyao Hou's Mansion? ”

The smile on Zhao Mocheng's face froze, and he said, "The minister is only injured by the assassin, not Chen Ran, and the minister has not even seen Chen Ran's face." But none of this matters, because if the minister is still alive for my mother's name, he will take the minister's wife to visit the mountains and rivers, return to the mountains and forests, and never see the Marquis of Xiaoyao again in this life. ”

"But why? That's your dad! ”

"But the minister's father was sitting here just now, and he hated me so much that he wanted to kill the minister, and wanted to cut the minister with a thousand knives and scatter his bones to ashes.

The emperor, although the minister said that he suffered from a leg disease and was once a cripple, but the minister's senses were not bad, and the minister could feel that the father of the courtier had seen the minister many times, but every time he hated it. Even the emperor recognized the minister, but he didn't even feel the slightest feeling.

Your Majesty, he has long forgotten his ministers and mothers. You say, such a father, why should the minister admit it? ”

There was blood hidden in Zhao Mocheng's calm words. The emperor's throat moved and moved, but he still didn't say a word.

Zhao Mocheng obviously didn't want to continue this topic, and seeing that the emperor had nothing to say, he got up and said goodbye. This time, the emperor didn't stop again.

He already knew what he wanted to know.

Sure enough, he was jealous and red-faced, such a beautiful person, if he said no, he would be gone, and he still had a glimmer of hope when he saw Zhao Mocheng.

……

Zhao Mocheng looked very confused when he left the palace.

When he noticed that the emperor switched to a good show, he knew that the routine had begun, from Xiaoyao Hou to him, and it didn't even stop. His cliché is not directed at one person. What he just said also wanted the emperor to know.

Obviously, this is the case, but I still feel so uncomfortable.

How fast time flies, more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. Zhao Mocheng once hated Xiaoyaohou, but after such a long time, he didn't even forget what it was like to hate, he just wanted to avenge his mother, justify his mother's death, let everyone see Meng Xiaolan's face clearly, and let them know their mother's wishes and unwillingness.

But why do you still feel uncomfortable when you mention these things?

Zhao Mocheng suppressed this messy feeling, and restored the man who didn't smile. It's just that Fang Cai's trance didn't let him notice, and there were a pair of eyes that would look at him from time to time.

And the owner of these eyes is the Xiaoyao Hou who left earlier than Zhao Mocheng.

He originally wanted to go back, but the more he thought about it, the more unwilling he felt. wasted a time in the early dynasty, he didn't even pluck out a single hair of Zhao Mocheng, and he was "wronged" by him in front of the emperor, holding his breath in his heart, he really didn't have the face to go back.

He planned to put pressure on Zhao Mocheng when he came out, so that he could understand his identity. didn't expect that what was waiting for was not the high-spirited Zhao Mocheng, but the trance-like Zhao Mocheng.

Could it be that the emperor didn't keep him to help him, but to reprimand him?

Xiaoyao Hou quietly followed, but before he took two steps, he saw that the person walking in front of him suddenly stopped, so he quickly hid.

Suddenly there was a chuckle in the wind, and the young man with a slightly pale face turned around and pointed exactly at the place where he was hiding, with a mocking expression on his face, and said, "Don't hide, I've already found out, is it still useful to be so catty?" ”

Xiaoyaohou's face was ugly, and he walked out of his hiding place, staring at him with gloomy eyes: "Sure enough, the weak look in front of the emperor is all pretended." ”

Zhao Mocheng's smile was sarcastic, and he said: "Whether this pretends or not depends on your mouth, but on my body and the emperor's bias." ”

"You ......" The head of the carefree marquis was abrupt, and he was about to lose his temper when he was stopped by Zhao Mocheng.

"Don't be angry, don't get sick. There is still one paralyzed in the family, and if you are so old and angry, you will have to paralyze two in the family. I heard that Hou Ye married a wife in his life and only had one son, so you have to pay attention, if you are finished, there will be no one to carry this family. ”

Zhao Mocheng glanced at him sarcastically, ignored him anymore, and dragged his tired legs away. Xiaoyaohou glared at him behind him, his face was blue and ugly, and he couldn't help but be angry and wanted to break through his skin and fight with Zhao Mocheng.

After he walked away, Xiaoyao Hou snorted coldly and flicked his sleeves and left, and the desire to crush him in his heart was a thousand times more intense.

No, this time I not only want to bring him down, but I also want him to die without a place to be buried, to die of the most vicious torture in the world!

When he went back, there were still people waiting for him to come home at the door. The woman he loved was standing in the doorway, anxiously awaiting her husband's return.

Xiaoyaohou's exhaustion dissipated at this moment, he walked up with warmth, and shouted softly: "Xiaolan......"

Meng Xiaolan grabbed Xiaoyaohou's clothes anxiously, stared at a pair of anxious red eyes, and asked, "Didn't you say yesterday that you would report this matter to the emperor when you went to the morning court today?" The result? What happened to the results? Did the emperor punish Zhao Mocheng and seek justice for our son? ”

The smile on Xiaoyaohou's face stiffened slightly, rubbed her head and said gently, "Xiaolan, don't worry. The emperor said that he would help us deal with this matter, why are your eyes red, and you haven't rested, okay? Our son ......"

"Do you still have the face to mention your son?" Xiaoyaohou's concern was interrupted by Meng Xiaolan's cold voice.

She looked at him indifferently, as if she had suddenly changed someone, and the strangeness made Xiaoyao Hou dare not approach: "Your own son has been bullied like this, you are a father who is a Hou Ye, and you can't even avenge your son." Zhao Mocheng is just a newcomer who has been in Beijing for half a year, and you are a veteran who has been in the capital for decades, and you can't even fight a young man who hasn't grown up. Chen Haowei, you are such a waste, I really misjudged you back then! ”