Tyrant father's group pet little princess

Chapter 342 Your Majesty, the fourth prince seeks an audience

He suddenly remembered.

Yes, two years ago, he drank too much once.

Dong Ke, a wealthy businessman, deliberately asked about Fengshui in Beidu.

Every place has its aura dragon veins.

It is the source of the growth of all things in the local area.

At that time, Ye Jitong drank too much, so he told Dong Ke without reservation.

But I didn't expect that Dong Ke had evil intentions!
Seeing Ye Jitong's expression, Xia Hongmo knew that he really didn't know.

However, the emperor hated him even more, thinking that he was so stupid.

Xia Hongmo stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at him coldly.

"In terms of age, Ye Aiqing, you are a little older than me, why are you so stupid,
Why is the Dong family's business getting better and better? Is it because they are well-planned? "

Ye Jitong reacted and gritted his teeth angrily.

He originally thought that Dong Ke was just an ordinary businessman.

Usually, it is enough to give him convenience, but I never thought that this person would have such a plan!
Ye Jitong regretted it very much!
His momentary carelessness caused so many troubles.

Xia Hongmo asked coldly: "Feng Shui can't be saved, it shouldn't be difficult for you to make up for what happened afterwards, right?

After all, I just brought people here to escape the summer heat. There are some things that I don't want to do on the surface. "

Ye Jitong immediately accepted the order and agreed.

He gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I already know this well.

Next, we must cut through the mess quickly without leaving any future troubles. "

Xia Hongmo glared at him: "What are you talking about, my daughter is still here."

Knowing that he said something wrong, Ye Jitong bowed his head quickly.

Xia Hongmo waved his hand: "Go out, you decide what to do, don't let me lose patience."

After Ye Jitong retreated, Xia Hongmo walked behind the screen.

After Xia Bao'er listened to all the conversations, she couldn't see any emotion on her little face.

She picked up a pen and practiced calligraphy, calm and relaxed.

Xia Hongmo folded his hands behind his back, looked at her handwriting, and praised her again and again: "The strokes of the pen are flowing like clouds and water, and the strokes of the pen are like smoke.

Bao'er, with your good handwriting, you are about to look like your father. "

Xia Bao'er stuck out her tongue: "Father is not ashamed, Bao'er learned Chinese characters from the Queen Mother!"

Xia Hongmo sat across from her, laughing and reasoning: "The queen's characters are also taught by me."

Xia Bao'er bulged her cheeks, looking very unconvinced.

At this moment, Father Dequan's voice came from the door.

"Your Majesty, the Fourth Prince seeks an audience."

Xia Baoer was overjoyed: "The fourth brother is here!"

Xia Hongmo waved his hand to pass.

Xia Yuantong walked in. He was quite tall, dressed in white clothes, with a crown of precious tassels on his head, and his eyes and brows were rich and romantic.

The fourth prince greeted the emperor first.

Only then stood up and looked at Xia Bao'er, winking at her twice.

"Father, today's weather is fine and the breeze is suitable. I want to take my little sister Bao'er out for a walk, to appreciate the customs and customs of the northern capital."

Xia Hongmo waved his hand: "Your sister wants to accompany me to practice calligraphy here, she doesn't want to go."

Xia Baoer's little milk voice suddenly raised: "I think!"

Saying that, the little guy dropped the pen, and jumped off the chair with a hey.

She grabbed the fourth prince's sleeve with her small hand and looked at Xia Hongmo.

"Daddy, please review the memorial carefully. Bao'er is going out to play with the fourth brother right now. When he comes back, he will bring you candy!"

As soon as the words fell, she dragged Xia Yuantong to run outside.

Xia Yuantong said goodbye with a smile: "Father, let's go then!"

In the blink of an eye, the brother and sister ran out.

Xia Hongmo stared and tapped on the table lightly.

"This little guy, once he has fun, he will forget about his father!"

He shook his head: "Forget it, I gave birth to it myself, and I spoil it myself."

Xia Hongmo took Xia Baoer's half-written copybook to read, admiring it happily.

"This word doesn't look like a queen, but it still looks like me."

(End of this chapter)