Nongmenfu girl's daily life

Chapter 1120
The little child prodigy was called into the palace by the imperial concubine, and the news spread quickly.

After the civil and military officials heard the news, they laughed at Mo Aotian in their hearts, they thought it was Mo Aotian's method.

Be it Mo Aotian or Pinglehou, although they are powerful and powerful in the capital, they are the laughingstock of everyone.

One is to borrow the princess to ascend to the throne, and the other is to borrow the princess to ascend to the throne. Weng and son-in-law are both soft-fed men.

Fortunately, Mo Aotian is still using his newborn daughter.

Girls who have just turned one year old can read and compose poems. This matter falls into the ears of ignorant people, and they will take it seriously, respect, worship and envy.

But if it falls into the ears of civil and military officials, it will be conspired.

There is no child prodigy in the world who does not learn. This Mo Aotian is a man with a deep scheming mind. He must have taught that child to read poems. The poems that he said were written by that child must have been written by Mo Aotian, and then put his name on the child. of.

Mo Aotian must have arrived long ago. After the child's reputation rises, he will attract attention. After all, the imperial concubine has no children, and the two little princes in the palace crawled out of other people's stomachs. It is impossible for any woman to be sincere. The children crawling out of the womb of concubines who love their husbands, and sometimes the children who are unfamiliar with the outside world, are better than the children crawling out of the womb of these concubines.

Although the imperial concubine is still beautiful, she is an elderly woman after all.

Older women, when they see a cute little baby, how many of them can treat them with a heart of stone?
Just as the civil and military officials guessed, the little prodigy who entered the palace was left in the palace for the night, which is already an honor.

After all, some wives ordered to enter the palace, no matter how opportunistic they chat with the empress dowager, they will not be left in the palace overnight.

That night, many people in the capital could not sleep.

At dawn on the second day, all civil and military officials got up and dressed with dark circles under their eyes, and were ready to go to court.

In today's court, the imperial concubine listens to the government behind the curtain.

They didn't receive the news that the little child prodigy was sent out of the palace, and when they got to the court, the officials stared wide-eyed, but they didn't dare to say anything.

At this moment, behind the huge bead curtain, a woman in palace attire can be vaguely seen, and on the woman's knees, sitting upright is a little man carved in pink and jade.

All the civil and military officials roared wildly in their hearts: crazy, crazy, crazy... the imperial concubine must be crazy!

I didn't see the imperial concubine carrying the two little princes to court!

In the court hall, Mo Aotian frowned tightly. Originally he thought that the child would be sent out of the palace today, but seeing the child behind the curtain sitting on the empress's lap, his heart slowed down. Slowly sinking, there is a bad feeling.

I'm afraid, let alone today, the child will not be able to leave the palace in the next few days.

After the court, the officials left in groups to hold a small meeting among them to discuss the absurd scene in the court.

Some people even kept secretly looking at Mo Aotian with weird eyes.

Mo Aotian naturally felt those eyes, he lowered his head, pretending not to know.

He hurried back to the mansion, locked himself in the study and smashed things hard.

The little guy stood outside the door, narrowing his eyes.

A flying pigeon flew out of Shangshu's mansion and landed in front of Pinglehou's perennially closed window. The white pigeon pecked at the door with its beak.

Hearing the movement, Ping Lehou who had been lying on the bed got up, no longer the usual old and decadent look, but his eyes were shining brightly, he opened the window, grabbed the white pigeon, and took down the note...

(End of this chapter)