Madam is right

Chapter 157.
Half an hour ago.

Royal Palace.

The long-term stability has made the Imperial Forest Army stationed in the palace a little loose.

Although the Imperial Forest Army at the gate of the palace stood up straight, their heads were empty for a while.

Some were thinking about how many hours to change defenses, some were thinking about their wives and children at home, but few of them really paid attention to the outside of the palace gate.

Just when a group of imperial guards were slacking off, a man drove a precious horse into the gate of the palace like lightning.

By the time the Yulin army reacted, the treasure horse had already run away.

The Imperial Forest Army guarding the palace gate was startled, and immediately sounded the alarm. After hearing the alarm, the Imperial Forest Army in the inner palace all cheered up.

They wanted to see who dared to break into the Forbidden City to die.

Zhao Mo's speed did not slow down all the way, and the imperial guards tried to stop him, but the mortal imperial guards finally had to get out of the way when Bao Ju came in front of him.

Finally, Zhao Mo stopped the horse in front of the imperial study.

No matter how presumptuous you are, you still have to restrain yourself in front of the imperial study.

At this time, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army had brought a large number of troops and stopped outside the Imperial Study Room.

Feng Zhao, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, was standing in front alone at this moment. When he saw someone dismounting and approaching, Feng Zhao asked loudly, "Who is here! How dare you trespass the palace!"

Zhao Mo didn't speak, but stopped the horse outside the palace gate, and walked in alone.

When Feng Zhao saw someone who dared to ignore his question and even dared to come forward alone, he immediately ordered the Imperial Forest Army to prepare for battle.

As Zhao Mo walked in, Feng Zhao could clearly see the appearance of the young man in front of him.

That handsome appearance was a bit more handsome than the present prince's, and the young man was dressed in white, which seemed a little more elegant for no reason, so that the guards even forgot to move.

After Zhao Mo walked in, Feng Zhaocai hurriedly shouted: "In the name of the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, I order you to stop immediately, or you will be killed without mercy!"

Zhao Mo acted as if he hadn't heard of it, and still walked forward step by step firmly, throwing a piece of jade into Feng Zhao's arms.

Feng Zhao had just picked up the jade to look at it, but the young man had already passed him by.

The soldier beside Feng Zhao asked: "Commander, that man has gone to the imperial study, shall we not stop him?"

Feng Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then said: "No need, His Royal Highness is back. Let the brothers return to their positions!"

Soon, the news of the fourth prince Zhao Mo's return to the palace spread unknowingly throughout the entire palace.

Zhao Mo walked straight to the imperial study room, He Lai couldn't help being taken aback when he saw him back, but recovered quickly.

He Lai smiled and stepped forward to greet him: "Your Highness the Fourth Highness is here?"

Zhao Mo nodded: "It's all right. Is the father here?"

"Wait for the old slave to go in and report."

Soon, Zhao Mo was brought into the imperial study.

Zhao Yin was practicing calligraphy in front of the desk.

A large sheet of rice paper covered the entire Dragon Table, and the two sides of the rice paper were pressed tightly with heavy paperweights. Zhao Yin held a wolf hair in his hand, and his pen was full of wind.

Zhao Mo stepped forward and knelt down to salute: "I see my father."

Zhao Yin only looked up at him from the paper, and saw that his youngest son looked more and more like a crown jade.

It's been a long time since I went back to the palace, and I'm still dressed so casually, it doesn't look like it at all.

Zhao Yin only glanced at him, then continued to focus on his own rice paper.

"Get up. Isn't it time for you to set off for Dachu today?"

Only then did Zhao Mo stand up and reply: "It is true that we are ready to leave, but before my son leaves, there is one more matter, and I want to ask Father for clarification."

When Zhao Yin heard it, his tone seemed wrong, "What's the matter?"

"Father, do you still remember the agreement you made with your son?"

Zhao Yin paused, and then remembered the conversation between his nine-year-old son and him that afternoon six years ago.

……

On that day, Mo Zhichu, who got into trouble, had just been sent away, and Zhao Mo rushed to find him.

Just like today, Zhao Yinze was practicing calligraphy before the case.

Zhao Mo said, since the emperor's brother is already a crown prince, as a younger brother, he should naturally share his worries.Brother Huang has been outstanding in literary talent since he was a child, but only in martial arts.In this case, he will share the military duty for the emperor brother.

Zhao Yin thought it was funny, but a nine-year-old child, why would he say such a thing.

As a prince, isn't it good to enjoy the glory and wealth in the palace?

But Zhao Mo said that prosperity and wealth are not inexhaustible, only when one's heart is happy is the real happiness.

These words Zhao Yin heard novelty, he asked him, in his heart, what is real happiness.

Zhao Mo said that as long as she is happy, he has nothing else to ask for.

He also said that he would go to Weihu Camp with her.

The emperor is suspicious by nature, even though Zhao Mo is his son, only nine years old, he still cannot escape the emperor's suspicion.

Zhao Yin smiled coldly and asked him: "Do you want to join the Tiger Camp? Do you know where the Tiger Camp is? What if you want to use this team to take over the country when you grow up?"

He said: "Now, the biggest weakness of my life is in the hands of my father, what else can my father worry about?"

As a father, Zhao Yin actually asked him: "What do you use to make me trust you?"

He said: "I have nothing else to ask for in this life. I know that my father also has suspicions about Weihuying. I can be my father's eyes, and I can also be my father's sword. There is only one thing, and it is all I have in exchange." The condition, that is, in this life, she can only be my wife!"

Because of Zhao Mo's sudden confession, Zhao Yin was too stunned to speak.

The wolf hair in his hand fell down, and a large piece of ink was fainted on the rice paper, Zhao Yin didn't notice it either.

He and Zhao Mo just looked at each other quietly, and he suddenly felt that this son was not as ignorant as he seemed on the surface.

For some reason, he believed in Zhao Mo.

In the end, he sighed softly, feeling that his son at this moment was very much like him in the past.

He said in a fatherly tone: "Yanqing, you have to know that it's not enough to be lonely in a relationship. What if she can't respond to your feelings?"

Zhao Moyang smiled: "It's all because I like her, and her response is my luck and my life, that's all."

In the end, the father and son reached an agreement in this way.

Zhao Mo also left the palace as he wished, and entered the Weihu Camp, to accompany her.

……

"Of course I remember, why? Can't wait?"

When Zhao Yin thought of his son coveting that girl, he felt a little unspeakable feeling in his heart.

A little bit, my own good cabbage feels like a pig is arched.

Zhao Yin just said it casually, but Zhao Mo smiled triumphantly: "I really can't wait."

Zhao Yin couldn't help throwing down the wolf hair in his hand: "Huh! That stinking girl is only 11 years old!"

Zhao Mo thought in his heart, why does the emperor seem to think that he ruined that girl?
A girl from an ordinary family, at this age, should have been married long ago, right?
However, that girl does have the ability to make everyone love her.Thinking of this, Zhao Mo frowned again.

"Father, if the minister doesn't hurry up, you are not afraid that she will become someone else's daughter-in-law?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yin raised his eyebrows coldly: "What do you mean by that?!"

(End of this chapter)