Chapter 1448 Fanwai Nine
Mo Wenbo looked at his father helplessly: "Father, if your grandfather heard this, what do you think he would think?"
Mo Jingrui put the book in his hand on the table: "You are different from others. Your royal father believes in you, and your royal grandfather set your identity early in the morning."
Mo Wenbo was looking at his father, who was leaving in a hurry, and felt sad in his heart. He obviously prefers to be in business, but his father said: "In this life, your responsibility is the people of Beimo, and those who should not have thoughts are still accepted. Right."
He also understands that since he was canonized by his grandfather as a grandson, he knows that in this life he will not be able to do whatever he wants like in the previous life, and now there are no older brothers in front of him.
He sat down resignedly and reviewed the memorials.
From the second year of his father's accession to the throne, his father would let himself go to the imperial study to read the memorial with him every few days.
After a long time, it became that the father and the emperor were reading books while he was reviewing the memorials. After a few years, he became more and more familiar with the affairs of the court.
But today, the father actually said: "Wen Bo, your mother and concubine and I are going to visit in private and leave the palace for a walk. In the following days, all matters in the court will be decided by you."
"Father, how can this be done? I'm still young. If I don't handle it properly and go wrong, what should I do?"
"Your ability, the emperor, is naturally the most clear. If there is really something that can't be dealt with, it's not your emperor's grandfather. If you don't understand anything, just ask him."
Thinking of this, he could only accept his fate and stretched out his hand to open the memorial at the top and reviewed it.
He didn't know that his father wanted him to exercise, but it seemed that the father and mother were going to do things again.
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On the other side, Jing Rui hurried into Changchun Palace.
Yun Yi just finished telling Qu Lian, when she turned around, she saw Jing Rui walking in: "How is it, everything has been dealt with over there?"
Jing Rui nodded: "Don't worry, everything is arranged."
Yunyi felt a little distressed: "Will it be too much if we do this?"
Jing Rui looked at Yun Yi: "He is seventeen years old now, and the affairs of the court have already started. When we return to Beijing, his marriage should also be put on the agenda."
Yunyi has no objection this time: "It's time to settle down."
Qu Lian walked in from the outside: "Niangniang, everything is ready as you ordered, are you really not taking us with you?"
Yunyi smiled and shook his head: "We're only going for a few days. You should take care of the affairs in the palace. After all, the Empress Dowager is getting old, so don't bother her old man."
Qu Lian had no choice but to bow her knees and salute: "Yes, this servant remembers."
Yunyi and Jing Rui left the palace together in a carriage.
As soon as he left Beijing, he found a safe place and put the carriage back into the space.
directly released two horses and went straight to the goal.
And Xue Li in the space was even more excited than the two of them. Jing Rui's people received news that there was a snow fox species on the Zhuolu Mountain in Beiling Country.
The owner said that he would take it for a trip and help it find a mate, so as to keep it company.
Because the snow foxes in Zhuolu Mountain only appear in Zhuolu Mountain at the end of October every year, they must arrive at that time.
Because of this, Jing Rui was worried that Yun Yi would go alone, and he also wanted to take this opportunity to exercise Mo Wenbo. After all, that seat will be his sooner or later.
In the past few years, I have been teaching myself hand-in-hand, just to be able to hand over that seat to him one day, so that I can walk around with Yunyi and see the beauty of this continent, and it is not worth their visit.
Dear friends, I went back to my hometown to collect corn. I thought it was collected by the machine. I just followed behind to pick up the leaks, so I wouldn’t be too tired. As a result, the garden overestimated myself. I am here today. I am really sleepy. Good night, dear .
(end of this chapter)