I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

Chapter 452 Heaven’s heart is the people’s heart

"Huh?" Luo Qianhuai raised his head in shock: "And you alerted the embroidered clothes messenger? Is it possible that you put the lives of all the people in the world who died before on Huo Yu's head?"

Old Master Mo shook his head: "Yin Yin still doesn't understand enough about my confusing things. Even if I do it, someone will find out sooner or later. I just want people to tell the truth to the little emperor's ears. As for how he wants to do it, it has nothing to do with me.”

He said the word "little emperor" with no respect, and Luo Qianhuai had no time to pay attention to it. He just said to himself: "The young emperor was born in the ninth level of the deep palace, but he died because of the deaths of hundreds of people in the world. He cares so much that he even goes to the extent of pursuing the son of the assistant minister. If he can grow up smoothly, he will be a wise king in the future. "

"Pfft!" Mr. Mo just drank the tea in his mouth, and all the tea was sprayed out.

He took the handkerchief and wiped his mouth, and said with a smile: "Yin Yin, you really surprised me. But whether the little emperor is a foolish emperor or a wise emperor, he will get to the bottom of this kind of thing. He would rather kill in vain than miss it. , but the reason is not about loving the people like children.”

He stopped, slowly rubbed the white jade finger, squinted his eyes, and gave Luo Qianhuai space to think independently.

Luo Qianhuai blinked, his brain spinning rapidly: "I would rather kill in vain than miss it unless it is a threat to the throne. Is it possible that Zhuang Yuanjing, who is also the late emperor's posthumous son, still has any jade seals or inheritance edicts in his hands?"

"Cough cough cough cough cough!" Mr. Mo let out a series of rapid coughs. He was really stunned by Luo Qianhuai's ability to associate.

"Yin Yin is really smart." He finally regained his composure: "Although I missed the mark, I'm not far off."

"So tell the truth quickly and don't hold back anymore!" Luo Qianhuai's eyes were filled with the burning fire of gossip.

"I'll tell you." Mr. Mo stopped delaying: "Zhuang Yuanjing is originally a descendant of the last emperor of the previous dynasty, Emperor Li, and he is a very close bloodline."

"For hundreds of years, the descendants of Emperor Li have not given up the idea of ​​restoration. They have secretly contacted the descendants of several big families in the previous dynasty and caused a lot of troubles. I only recently got new clues. It turns out that the conquest was There are also shadows of the Zhuang family in Hezhibian - they are secretly supporting the Jiang family and using the Shangguan family. "

So inside and outside the court, there were all lights and shadows of swords, which was scary just thinking about it. Luo Qianhuai frowned involuntarily and looked at the people around him.

Will he become so unscrupulous and cunning for power in the future? Or maybe, he was just that kind of person, and he was able to live safely until now.

Mr. Mo couldn't see through her thoughts. He just thought she was a little surprised when she heard about this, so he held her hand tighter:
"The other courtyard here was originally the place where the Zhuang family's ancestral tombs were located. They received the advice of the alchemists and firmly believed that the evil dragons born in this pool would transform into dragon veins after accepting a large number of human sacrifices to protect Chen's future success. . Therefore, every generation of Zhuang's descendants kills countless evildoers."

"Ignorance, hateful!" Luo Qianhuai shouted: "The strength of a country lies not in danger but in virtue, let alone in the so-called dragon's veins made of human lives!"

After many years of education in his previous life, the outstanding medical workers who have deeply ingrained the concept of the people into their minds have bright eyes and they are talking eloquently. Mr. Mo was amazed by what he heard, and his expression became solemn unconsciously.

"Since ancient times, those who win the hearts and minds of the people win the world. The people are the creators of history and the decisive force that drives the rise and fall of the past dynasties - the heart of heaven is the heart of the people! Anyone who disregards human life and public opinion will only be crushed into powder by the wheels of history. As for the Any attempt to obtain the destiny of dragon veins is nothing but a fool’s errand, and will surely be spurned and judged by history and the people!”

She had heard similar words countless times in her previous life, but only after she had lived in a feudal society like Dayu and saw with her own eyes the numerous bones accumulated in Zulongtan, could she fully understand that those pale and concise words in the history books were all written by Countless living people hold up heavy pens and write with their blood and lives; only then can we understand how hard-won the various institutional human rights in previous lives were.

Luo Qianhuai stopped and calmed down his still excited emotions. There was silence in the room. Mr. Mo's gaze was as hot as fire, falling directly on her face. The admiration and admiration in it seemed to burn her completely. The next second, she was hugged tightly. The hot chest, powerful heartbeat, strong arms, and the familiar and elegant cold plum fragrance completely surrounded her.

"Yin Yin." Mr. Mo whispered behind her ear: "I will keep your teachings in my heart today and I will not dare or forget them."

"You are not the little emperor." Luo Qianhuai was held a little tight by him, and it was difficult for her to speak, so she pushed him back forcefully until he realized this and slightly let go of the space. Then she continued, "But you can also use the influence of the two guards of heaven and earth to make him care about the people and become a good emperor."

"You and Yu Jin have only met twice, why are you so nice to him?" Mr. Mo's words were full of sourness.

"The world is at peace and the people live and work in peace and contentment. I can practice medicine well and recruit disciples and promote medicine. You can also be your Taiping Marquis with peace of mind and open restaurants to every corner of Henan. What's wrong with that?"

Luo Qianhuai's eyes were clear, and he raised his head to look at Mr. Mo for a moment. She knew that this level of temptation could not be hidden from Mr. Mo, so she had no intention of hiding it.

He already had a rough idea of ​​her ambitions and what she wanted to hear.

But there was no way he could lie to her. He is not alone. This road is also one-way. He can only move forward, not backward. If you are a little careless or lax, the consequences will be ten times or a hundred times more tragic than that of Zhuang Yuanjing.

"Yin Yin." He leaned down, buried his head in the crook of her neck, and covered his face.

"I promise you." He said: "As long as Yu Jin can be a good emperor who loves his people like a son, I can accompany you to travel around the mountains and rivers for the rest of my life, and be a pair of idle clouds and wild cranes."

There seems to be nothing wrong with this. Luo Qianhuai felt relieved and said with a smile: "You are the only one who is free. I am determined to become a great doctor, and I have a lot to do in the future!"

"Okay, okay." Mr. Mo laughed softly: "In the future, when Yinyin goes to the clinic, I will be the boy who leads the horse and carries the medicine box, okay?"

The two of them laughed and talked, completely turning the little discomfort they had felt since the engagement into nothingness.

However, it was extremely rare for Yu Jin to lose his temper with Huo Xuan in the Xuanshi Palace.

"Da Sima, you have really raised a good son." He sat high on the throne and threw down a silk book.

Cui Xiaoben stood at the lower right side of the throne with his sword pressed, while Shangguan Jin and Jin Xin were arranged on the left and right sides of the throne.

Huo Xuan was already kneeling on the ground, his hands trembling as he picked up the silk book.

The ink on the silk book is very clear, and the rows of neat and elegant small characters with a flying meaning were also learned by him stroke by stroke since he was a child. There is no possibility of forgery.

When he saw the words: "Mr. Guoyi's desk review", Huo Xuan's mind felt like it was struck by lightning, buzzing.