moon walk

Chapter 158 Broken sleeve?

Xiangyue smiled slightly: "What do you think?"

Rusu shook her head: "I can't see it..."

Xiangyue smiled again: "Then let's see tomorrow!"

Hearing these words, Rusu was puzzled, but didn't ask any more questions, holding back his curiosity, he continued to walk leisurely with the master in the direction of the bedroom
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As the night darkened, the entire palace fell into silence.

The candlelight in Xuanzheng Hall was dancing, illuminating the room brightly.

Under the palace lantern, Mo Yuan sat behind the desk in a bright yellow dragon robe, holding a vermilion pen in one hand and a memorial in the other.

The candlelight illuminated his delicate profile, and he lowered his eyes slightly, concentrating on reviewing the memorial.

After reading one memorial, he changed another one, and changed several copies in a row, but he didn't stop.

Until the end, he rubbed his forehead and put down the memorial in his hand.

Mo Yuan stretched, stood up, stretched his limbs, felt a wave of tiredness, a blurry figure suddenly appeared in his mind, she had a delicate figure, flushed cheeks, and a smile like a flower , that frown and smile are pulling his mind...

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Guizi looked worried at the dazed eyes of the Emperor.

Hearing Guizi's voice, Mo Yuan came back to his senses and said, "It's okay, I'm just a little tired." After speaking, he sat back on the chair and rubbed his temples.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, it's time to rest."

Mo Yuan raised his eyes and looked at the scenery outside the window, his heart became inexplicably irritable.

He got up and walked to the window, and opened all the paper windows. Immediately, the bright moonlight filled the earth, rendering the whole sky more beautiful.

Mo Yuan stood by the window, looking at the moonlight, his thoughts drifted away, his memory seemed to be reopened, scenes, pictures, flashed before his eyes, rushing in like a tide, he didn't know what to do. How to face it.

"Your majesty, it's time for you to rest." Guizi said again.

Mo Yuan turned his head and looked at Guizi indifferently, "I know, you step back, I'll be there in a while."

Guizi looked at him hesitantly: "The minister will leave." After speaking, Guizi withdrew.

After watching Guizi go out, Mo Yuan turned around slowly, walked to the inner room, then slowly walked back to the bed, covered the quilt covering his body, leaned against the edge of the bed, put his hands behind his head, closed his eyes and rested , Gradually fall asleep.

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In the early morning of the next day, when the sun shone through the mist and filled the entire palace, Mo Yuan slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the clothes placed beside the bed and frowned slightly.

The next second he slowly sat up, looking at the brand new purple-gold robe embroidered with dragon patterns beside the bed, feeling puzzled.

At this time, Guizi walked in with someone, "Your Majesty, you are awake." Guizi hurried forward and signaled the people below to change the emperor's clothes.

"En." Mo Yuan nodded lightly, got up and got out of bed.

Guizi waited on the emperor with the people under his command, put on the purple-gold gown embroidered with dragon patterns, and then let someone wet the towel, wiped the face and freshened up for the emperor.

"Your Majesty, according to your instructions, the ministers have already rushed to the main hall to wait." Guizi said while serving.

"En." Mo Yuan responded softly, and then asked: "Did those ministers say anything?"

"Go back to the emperor, yes."

"What did you say?" Mo Yuan asked.

"It is said that the emperor is not close to women, and you have not even set foot in the harem. Does the emperor really not consider the matter of choosing a concubine?" Guizi asked.

Mo Yuan frowned slightly when he heard the words, he asked in puzzlement: "Who told you this?"

Guizi was stunned, "These words are naturally said by the ministers themselves."

"Then what else did they say?" Mo Yuan asked.

Guizi paused, and then said: "Ministers are talking about it. Although some people think that the emperor is not close to women because he cares about state affairs, but for some reason, some ministers actually think that the emperor is a broken sleeve."

Hearing this, Mo Yuan's face immediately became gloomy, and there was a cold aura exuding from his whole body, which made Guizi tremble uncontrollably.

"It's just nonsense, how decent!" Mo Yuan scolded in a low voice.

When Guizi heard this, he immediately knelt down, "Your servant is guilty!"

Mo Yuan took a deep breath: "Forget it, get up, this matter has nothing to do with you"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Guizi got up, but said hesitantly, "Your Majesty, what are you going to do with these ministers?"

Mo Yuan pursed his lips, remained silent for a while, and said, "Let's appease them for the time being. The fate of the country is at stake in the current war. Let's make other decisions after this matter is dealt with."

Guizi nodded.

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Afterwards, Mo Yuan came to the Hall of Supreme Harmony. Above His Highness, Mo Yuan rolled up his sleeves with a wave of his arms, and sat down on the golden dragon chair, showing his temperament to the fullest.

Guizi took a few steps forward and shouted: "Up to court!"

All the ministers quickly knelt down and shouted long live, Mo Yuan glanced at the people in the hall.

The ministers all lowered their heads and lowered their eyes, not daring to raise them.

Mo Yuan was silent for a moment, "Everyone is in peace!"

Immediately afterwards, he asked slowly, "Dear dear ministers, have there been any results regarding the approaching national disaster?"

"Returning to the emperor, Wei Chen and others have mobilized all the troops they can mobilize, and the conscription is still in progress in the counties, and they have also sent a large number of people to search for food, grass and weapons in various places."

"Very good, what's the matter with the imperial examination?" Mo Yuan's tone was condensed, not angry, he looked around at the ministers present.

"Returning to the emperor, there are already more than 3000 scholars and candidates from all over the country, and more than [-] of them are willing to participate in the imperial examination, and some of them even volunteered to donate rice to the military camp." An official reported.

Mo Yuan nodded, and continued to ask: "I heard that a few days ago, there were poor children who had no way of reference because they didn't give silver taels to the officials. Is there such a thing?"

When the official heard Mo Yuan asking him, he immediately cupped his hands and replied: "My Majesty, there is indeed such a thing, but these poor people are not unable to participate in the imperial examination because of lack of money and food. On the contrary, there are many of them just to study. Martial arts come."

"Oh? Really?" Mo Yuan narrowed his eyes, "Then, how capable do you think they are?"

The official heard the words, pondered for a moment, and then continued to answer: "According to my observation, most of them are weak scholars, not people with high martial arts skills."

"Weak scholar?" Mo Yuan snorted, and looked at Guizi who was beside him, "Gui Gonggong, do you think such a person is a weak scholar?"

When Guizi heard this, he bowed his head and replied, "This servant thinks that a scholar may not be weak."

Hearing this, Mo Yuan showed a smile on his face, "These people think about literature or martial arts. Since they want to achieve something, they will naturally be given the opportunity. After making gestures, it will be obvious what their abilities are, do you understand?"

"I understand, I am stupid, the emperor is wise!" the official said respectfully.

Mo Yuan glanced at the official indifferently, and then said: "Okay, this morning's court will end here, let's go down!"

(End of this chapter)