The God of Quick Transmigration is spoiled by me

Chapter 354 Your Majesty, Your Mask Has Been Lost 6
The serial cases of flower pickers are quite difficult to deal with.But the emperor was pressing again.

The ministers below said that Fang Xin handed over the case to the two princes, but in fact, there were many pairs of eyes watching secretly.

The ministers have their own ghosts, and they are eager to let the two princes make a mistake, so that they can make a few premise to the emperor and fight for rights and opportunities for their party.

So in order to avoid this from happening, Mo Qing and Mo Zehua went out of the palace early this morning to assist him in handling the case.

Although the two are princes, the common people don't really see each other very much.Coupled with wearing casual clothes, it will not be recognized by civilians.

They usually mainly discuss major political issues. From primary school, they also learned the Four Books and Five Classics and the way of governing the country. They are not martial arts practitioners. Naturally, they don't travel on horseback, but sit in a carriage.

On the main road, there were two carriages one in front of the other, both of which were relatively low-key in appearance, belonging to the luxurious and restrained kind.

The passers-by just turned their heads and stopped to look for a while, probably thinking that it was some noble son from a rich family who was going out, so they didn't think too much about it.

The carriage that Mo Zehua was sitting in was ahead, bumping all the way and hurting so badly, his face was a bit ugly.But after thinking about it, the fourth brother was also with him, probably the situation is similar.

Mo Zehua couldn't help but lift the curtain of the car and looked back.

However, there was no movement in the carriage following behind.

in the carriage.

Mo Qing was dressed in white, which set off his deep but gentle features, making him appear personable, elegant and indifferent.He sat quietly, closing his eyes and dozing off.

When the carriage sat up, it seemed relatively smooth.

When his white fingers touched the soft blanket under the seat, the boy suddenly opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and looked down...

He has never asked anyone to come in, let alone spread a blanket.

So someone can come in without his consent without being noticed? !

Who is it?
Even though the man just spread an extra layer of blankets and did nothing else, this kind of hidden danger made Mo Qing secretly vigilant.

He got up and mercilessly lifted the blanket off!
The range of motion was a bit too big, knocking over the teacup on the small table.The tea was just spilled on the blanket, and the white fluff suddenly collapsed, and the tea mark was very obvious.

For some reason, the image of a young girl suddenly flashed in Mo Qing's mind.

Is it her?

"Young master, we're here."

The voice from outside interrupted Mo Qing's thoughts.It was the original guard next to him, pretending to be a coachman.

"Ah."

Mo Qing responded, came out from the inside, and got off the carriage.

In front, Mo Zehua also came down.On the surface, the two entered the yamen with a few attendants.

The magistrate was originally sitting on the ground with an old god, but when he saw someone coming, and he seemed to be of extraordinary status, he immediately changed his face and greeted him courteously and flatteringly.

"I don't know why you came to my yamen? Dare to ask the two young masters?"

The servants who followed from the palace saw the magistrate's appearance, and reprimanded him as usual: "Bold, these two are the fourth and fifth princes of the current dynasty. How dare you be rude when you see them?"

Unexpectedly, the other party was so powerful, the county magistrate suddenly panicked, bowed his hands in a bow, and said in awe, "Yes... it's the lower officials who have blind eyes, please forgive me, the two princes!"

Mo Qing raised his hand symbolically to stop the attendant, signaling that there is no need to pursue it.

(End of this chapter)