Chapter 0112: Zu Long asked her to learn how to handle political affairs (the second asked for all kinds of support

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other when they saw the tall and majestic figure of Zu Long disappearing behind the jade screen.

Did they succeed or fail?

The Confucian scholars and the royal family members were momentarily confused, and then unconsciously gathered to Fusu's side.

asked in a low voice: "Fusu Gongzi, look at this...... What does Your Majesty mean? ”

"Yes, Master Fusu, what does His Majesty's attitude mean just now? What should I do to prepare? ”

……

In the face of the repeated inquiries of supporters, Fusu was also at a loss.

He also didn't know what his father's attitude meant.

In the past, he spoke and did things, but with his heart, he said whatever he wanted in his heart.

That's all because no matter how much my father annoys him, he won't do anything to him.

But now......

When his words were directly ignored by his father, Fusu lost his former confidence in his heart.

But in the anxious inquiries of everyone, he couldn't show this weakness of heart.

So he smiled elegantly and comforted: "You don't need to worry, my father is right, this matter is too big, and I won't be able to draw conclusions for a while." ”

"Let's go back and think carefully about the specific details, and we can successfully persuade our father and emperor when we meet next time, right?"

"Yes, yes, Fusu Gongzi is right."

The Confucian scholars responded, "Let's all disperse, let's disperse, go back and carefully consider the specific details, so as not to be speechless next time." ”

……

In the apse, Ying Zheng led Hua Zhang with a calm face to sit on the daily review of the case, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

His own son, the eldest son who was placed high hopes on him and carefully cultivated, stood on the side of others everywhere, who could be willing?

Seeing her father like this, she knew that she was not happy, so she got up quietly and turned on the stove to boil water and make tea.

After making the tea, he picked up the teacup and sent it to Zu Long, and said sweetly: "Father is not angry, drink a cup of tea to dispel the fire, and be careful of hurting your body." ”

"It's still my Huazhang filial piety."

Ying Zheng took the tea that the child sent to him, took a sip lightly, and looked at her dotingly, "Sit down and rest, my father doesn't need you to work here." ”

"Uh-huh."

Listening to her father's soft voice, Xu Yan obediently sat down next to Zulong, "Father, Hua Zhang, are you happy?" ”

"With Huazhang accompanying my father, my father is in a good mood."

Hearing the child's worries, the corners of Ying Zheng's lips raised, and his eyes were full of smiles, "In the future, Huazhang will be by his father's side, and his father will teach you to handle government affairs, okay?" ”

Xuyan: "...... isn't it, this is going to make me participate in politics?"

She blinked and looked at the handsome middle-aged uncle in front of her.

He hesitated slightly and said, "Father, aren't you afraid that Huazhang won't be able to deal with it, but will cause you trouble?" ”

"No, you just have to listen to your father."

Looking at her blinking eyes quickly, Zu Long's mood instantly became wonderful.

Worthy of being the princess of me, this little appearance is so cute.

The big hand unconsciously lifted and landed on the fluffy little head.

"Okay...... Trumpet. ”

Facing Zu Long's hopeful gaze, Xu Yan couldn't bear to refuse, "As long as my father doesn't think Huazhang is clumsy, I will take time to come every day." ”

Anyway, she always runs this way when she's fine, it's not a big deal.

She didn't say she had to come, what she meant was that she had to do what she wanted to do first.

"Your Majesty, Meng Shangqing and Imperial Envoy Li ask to see you."

While the father and daughter were talking, the two courtiers who were left behind arranged something and followed, asking the guard Langzhong to help report it.

"Come in."

Zu Long's big hand on his daughter's head was withdrawn, and his eyes as deep as the night sky looked at the door of the political hall.

(End of chapter)