The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 233 Be obedient and stop making trouble (2)
Speaking of this, Prime Minister Zuo paused, sighed and continued: "As a father, I naturally dare not take credit for my child, and Mo Wen's child is modest and courteous, and his intelligence and knowledge are not bad. Being entangled with many disasters, I can't take care of these things anymore, the old minister couldn't bear it, he just hoped that he could tell the truth in front of His Majesty, and fight for the child's credit. Please forgive me for the crime of deceiving the king."

After speaking, Prime Minister Zuo knelt down.

With such sincere words, many ministers who didn't know the situation were very moved. Everyone could feel Zuo Xiang's affectionate and loving father's true nature. Mo Yu, who was at the end of the queue, looked up at his father's back with no expression His expression seemed to be unaware that Prime Minister Zuo had just mentioned his elder brother.

After hearing this, Emperor Jing Yuan hesitated for a moment, and asked again: "The crime of deceiving the emperor is not enough, but according to the intention of Zuoxiang, what kind of reward should I give Jing Consort?"

The left minister bowed his head and replied: "Although Mo Wen is not in good health, he still cares about the government and looks forward to the great prosperity of the country and the people's safety. The veteran dare not expect him to do anything, but only hopes that he can share the worries of your majesty. Responsibility, the old minister implores His Majesty to issue an order to allow Mo Wen to enter the court with a sick body!"

How much trouble can a sick man withstand when he enters the court?
The courtiers looked at each other, not knowing what Emperor Jing Yuan was thinking, but he finally agreed.After leaving the imperial court that day, an imperial decree went to Zuo Xiangfu. Gao Xian, the chief eunuch, preached in person. Because Jing's son-in-law has made great contributions to the country and relieved His Majesty's worries, he was specially appointed as a regular servant of You Sanqi, and the official worshiped him as the third rank.Coupled with the fact that Mo Wen has always been neglected as the title of the first son-in-law, his status has jumped to the same level as that of Prince Jinyang's son-in-law Han Ye. Moreover, no one would have thought that the sick and weak King's son-in-law would use such a shocking way It is much more honorable to quickly rank among the courtiers than any examination or recommendation in Wenju and Wuju.

Not to mention other people, even in the mansion of Zuo Xiangfu, this news caused an uproar. After reading the imperial decree, except for the two insiders Zuo Xiang and Mo Yu, everyone's eyes were dumbfounded, as if they were listening. As if something incredible happened, it was hard to accept for a while, even Mo Wen himself was no exception.He was kneeling shoulder to shoulder with Bailijing at that time, waiting for the edict to be handed over to him by the eunuch Gao Xian, Mo Wen took it blankly, then turned around and hugged his wife, he didn't get up, just He hugged her and did not let go, his long arms were tightly bound, and he whispered in her ear: "Jing'er..."

It didn't seem like she was excited, but rather nervous. Sure enough, he scratched the thin shirt on her back with his fingers, and wrote word by word: "I can finally be admired by my father, Jing'er. Because of me, I have wronged you so much. Now that I have entered the official career, I can finally have a serious job to do. I will behave well in the future, and I will not let others look down upon you, and I will not let others bully you, okay? it is good?"

Bai Lijing felt his handwriting stroke by stroke, but felt that it was too sudden. Mo Wen said that he wanted to become an official, and he did it so easily. What did he do?Even if he swore that he would behave well and not let others look down on her or bully her, she didn't believe it at all. He is weak and eats medicine jars every day. All he has to do is to take good care of himself and put Taking good care of her body, given her status, how much protection does she need from him? Did he block the sword for her or plead with the emperor to lift the ban?
No, he can't do either.

Therefore, Bailijing was not as happy as Mo Wen. She was held in his arms, and only he could see her expression. She looked up at him and said softly, "Mo Wen, I don't want you to become an official. You can't even walk a few steps, how do you deal with the chaos in the hall? Besides, you can't speak, and others don't know where you feel uncomfortable. It's easy to get into trouble. What should you do when the time comes? You should take good care of your body..."

She was thinking about the truth, but Mo Wen was poured cold water by this concern. How long did it take him to use the left minister to recommend him to the court, and the obstacles in the mansion were almost cleared. Confront her old lover face-to-face, and let the world see that her husband is not a useless trash and sick child. She doesn't have to be wronged if she marries him, at least with him holding her in his hand. with.

However, she is not rare.She still thinks too much of herself, thinks she can do anything, and still looks down on him, thinking that a gust of wind can blow him away, and he can only be like a docile pet trapped in a wall around her day after day Rubbing in his arms, in exchange for some meager sympathy and companionship.

Mo Wen lowered his eyes, his eyes were cold, his patience had already been exhausted, but he couldn't attack, so he let go of Bailijing's hand in front of the crowd, and tried his best to get up by himself. Not letting her help, holding the imperial decree in the palm of his hand, he walked towards the entrance of the side courtyard.

"Mo Wen." Bai Lijing followed and held his arm, she was afraid that he would fall if he walked too fast.

Holding his breath, Mo Wen pushed her hand away and walked faster. His slender and thin body made the summer clothes extraordinarily loose, casting a black shadow under the sun.

Everyone in Zuoxiang's mansion, including Gao Xian, the chief eunuch, was stunned. This sick son-in-law has a really bad temper, and dared to act violently in front of Princess Jing, who is notorious for his temper. It can crush his frail body to pieces!
"Mo Wen, Mo Wen..."

The navy blue clothes disappeared behind the arched door of the side courtyard, but Princess Jing was not annoyed, she followed her persistently, and soon disappeared behind the door, and everyone stretched their necks, unable to peek at what would happen next to their husband and wife .

There are four large characters inscribed on the arched door: "Please don't ask me."

The couple left, Gao Xian said hello to Prime Minister Zuo and then returned to the palace, leaving the young masters and mistresses in Xiangguo's mansion to make a fuss, making troubles and troubles.The third child, Mo Xun, and the second child, Mo Jue, said in unison: "Father, what's going on? What did the sick man do?"

After listening, Prime Minister Zuo was silent for a moment, and reprimanded: "Evil animal, regardless of seniority or inferiority, he is your elder brother!" After he finished speaking, he added another sentence that made the Xiangguo Mansion completely uneasy: "It is also me The heir to the Mohist family business."

The thing that the eldest lady Liu Guixiang has been worrying about finally happened. The family business that she had planned for more than ten years fell into the hands of others. Shouted: "Father, my mother is your wife, so I should inherit the Mohist family business!"

The second son Mo Jue heard this, and swung his fist, hitting Mo Xun on the face: "Fart! Your mother is just a lowly maid who seduces the master, don't wishful thinking! I am the upright eldest son of the Mo family! You are more qualified to inherit the family business than that sick child!"

Mo Xun was so angry that he shoved his mother to the servant boy, turned around and kicked Mo Jue: "You're just farting! Ten years ago, you still had someone to rely on, but now your uncle's family has also fallen, and every day you can't do it!" Running to the prime minister's mansion, counting on the Mo family to help you, you don't take a picture of yourself, what kind of virtue is it, you have earned two to five to eighty thousand these years, bah!"

(End of this chapter)