The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 238 The Mother-in-Law Battle (1)
Seeing the result, Mo Yu froze in place.Status and status are things that can bind people everywhere. Jing Concubine is the son-in-law of Empress Situ, so there is no need to salute to Li Guifei's mother and daughter. He has to suffer even if he doesn't want to.

Concubine Li Gui, who was sitting upright in the pavilion, saw Mo Wen leaving straight away, but she ignored her completely, and she was so annoyed: "You ill-bred child! You are a perfect match with that little shrew!"

Baililuo couldn't persuade Concubine Li, so he had to watch her angrily go back to the bedroom, but she didn't leave, but stayed in the pavilion, waiting for Mo Yu to come forward to say hello.In the early days of the court, she had asked many reasons from Concubine Li, including Mo Wen's entry into an official position and the lifting of the ban on merchants.

Merchants are not allowed to take part in the imperial examinations, because the Baili family was betrayed by profiteers when they were conquering the world, and their family was almost wiped out. Therefore, at the beginning of the founding of the country, the ancestors made this prohibition, so that all businessmen from all over the world could sit together and never have the opportunity to become an official. .

For more than a hundred years, this prohibition has been strictly enforced, but the sick young man dared to play tricks on the ancestral system and let the emperor abolish the prohibition, he is quite courageous.Xiongxin leopard courage is not terrible, and courageous people are usually not idle people, not to mention Zuo Xiang has appointed Mo Wen as the eldest son of the Xiangfu, and has given him a real title. It's all intentional to hide clumsiness, because this strategy is definitely not due to a momentary fever...

Thinking of this, Mo Yu had already arrived in front of her, saluted her and greeted her. Baili Luo put his hands on his lower abdomen, stood up with a smile on his face, and helped him up: "Mo Zhuangyuan doesn't need to be too polite."

When Mo Yu got up, she looked in surprise at the direction Mo Wen left just now and said: "I am pregnant, so I dare not move around for fear of hurting the fetus, so I just rest in the mansion, and I don't know what happened. The big event—Jing concubine entered the official career, relieved the worries of the father, and made such a great contribution to Daxing, this palace is really surprised."

Mo Yu lowered his eyes, maintained a stiff smile on his face, and replied: "Yes, Princess Luo should rest at ease, her body is important."

Seeing that Mo Yu didn't give a positive answer, Baili felt relieved, and sighed again: "Oh, I originally thought that the most capable son of the Mo family must be the fourth son, and he lived up to everyone's expectations and won the first place. The champion, the future is bound to be limitless, Zuo Xiang has always been open-minded, and the fourth son will naturally inherit his father's career in the future. How do you know..."

Baili paused for a moment, continued to look at Mo Yu's expression, and found that the smile on his face faded little by little, as if the pretense could no longer be continued, so she continued to add embellishments unceremoniously: "How do you know... The Eldest Young Master's luck is so good, once he became a concubine, his status is very different from the past, so that the whole Mohist family is leaning towards him, no matter whether he is an official or a rich and powerful man, it doesn't take much effort to get him, alas, This Palace really feels pity for Fourth Young Master..."

Mo Yu's fists clenched tighter and tighter in his sleeves, and his face became extremely tense. All the dissatisfaction and grievances of the young man were stabbed. His anger and unwillingness could not be concealed, but he was used to being bullied and forbearing, even if At this time, the reason was still there, and he bowed to Baililuo. His voice was as steady as usual after trying to suppress it, but his tone was slightly low: "Thank you, Princess Luo, for your concern. Mo Yu is going to teach His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince."

Baililuo accepted it as soon as he saw it, without stopping him, and said with a smile: "Seventh brother, please don't worry about Mo Zhuangyuan. No matter what others say, I always feel that the fourth son is definitely not a thing in the pool, and there will be a day in the future." Do something."

"Thank you, Princess Luo, for your praise. Mo Yu will leave." Mo Yu could not listen to these things. He turned around and walked away. After taking a step, he heard Baili Luo ask the girl beside her: "Chun Cui, where is Prince Consort Jing going?" Did you go to Weiyang Palace?"

"Yes. Princess."

"The empress has always been intolerant of others, but now she is willing to summon Jing's son-in-law in person, it is very strange..."

The path paved with cobblestones in the Imperial Garden was already bumpy. Mo Yu walked on it absent-mindedly and almost fell. The green official uniform on his body showed that his status was different from that of his eldest brother. Empress Situ, who cared about him, now only asked her elder brother to speak...

Even though Empress Situ had always treated him like a mother and cared about him in every detail, what was the use of that? Princess Jing married Mo Wen, not Mo Yu!
Therefore, Mo Wen can get up, and even if he is terminally ill, he will be supported by others, but no matter how capable he is, Mo Yu can only be a useless person. How hopeless!If, who is willing to give him a chance... just one chance...

Mo Yu finally smiled wryly, raised his head to face the rising sun in the east, his eyes were filled with soreness, where would there be such an opportunity, where would someone be willing to help him when he was cornered?
nobody.No chance.

Empress Situ summoned Mo Wen, not as casually as meeting Mo Yu, setting the place in a garden as natural and friendly, but in the main hall of Weiyang Palace.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, Mo Wen felt a chill hit him. When he entered, he found that it was not because there was an ice room in the hall to cool down the temperature, so he felt cold, but because the huge hall was empty, and Empress Du Situ was sitting on the head phoenix alone. On the seat, the eyes that swept towards him were sharp and sharp.

If he hadn't seen a little bit of the world, Mo Wen would have been so frightened that he would have knelt down.

Not only that, but in the center of the main hall, a small table was specially set up with the Four Treasures of the Study on it.He can't speak, others are very tolerant or really disgusted with him, he can be fooled in front of Emperor Jing Yuan, but he can't do it with his mother-in-law, she obviously has no patience to accompany him with a smile and nod, this posture is doomed to what she asks, he I have to answer honestly.

Mo Wen was just about to kneel down and make a big gift, almost to gain some favor, when Empress Situ's voice came from ahead: "Sit down."

She doesn't need his attentions...

Seeing Queen Situ's indifferent attitude, Mo Wen didn't want to struggle for a while, and sat down at the small table obediently, his eyes fixed on the white paper in front of him, waiting for his mother-in-law to ask questions.

During this period, the stooped old nanny came in and gave Mo Wen a cup of tea, and then stood beside Queen Situ.

Mo Wen looked at the teacup in front of him with some psychological shadows. After all, he also drank a lot of poison sent by his mother-in-law.Anyway, I'm not thirsty, so for the time being... let's stop drinking.

Empress Situ got straight to the point and said: "I don't like to beat around the bush. To tell you the truth, I hate you very much. Useless people should not be hated. There are many mediocre people in the world. That's why they are so talented. But some people want to hide their clumsiness." Playing tricks, dragging a sick body to show off... Hmph, what schemes do you have in mind, you might as well tell me all about it."

Her tone was very strong, it was not a guess at all but a question, and Mo Wen could not deny it.

(End of this chapter)