More than half a month later, Xiao Mu and the others finally entered Beijing. Xiao Qitian went outside the city to greet him. Looking at his son, Xiao Qitian gave him a big hug, and he patted Qiao Mo Shang: "Thank you for your hard work, Shang'er."
"What are you talking about, third uncle? Xiao Mu is my younger brother." Qiao Moshang glanced at the minister beside him and said calmly.
Wu Ziyun came over with Wu Xuan and performed the courtesy of a desert monarch: "Wu Ziyun has met your majesty."
"Is this the seventh prince? I won't say anything about it now, but I'll talk about it later." Xiao Qitian still had a good impression of this half-year-old child.
"good."
Xiao Qitian smiled and hugged the two children, and asked Wu Ziyun to leave together: "Go back to the palace."
The ministers looked at the very good relationship between Xiao Mu and Qiao Moshang, and then heard that Qiao Moshang called the emperor "third uncle" instead of anything else. A simple title can make them think of many things they all know. A problem that you don’t want to believe.
In the royal study, Xiao Qitian looked at his son: "Are Mu'er ready?"
"Father, don't worry, what to do, my second uncle has already told me, I don't think there is any problem." He has this confidence, his efforts during this period will not be in vain, and he still has Brother Shang by his side.
"Very good. If you say so, I'll feel relieved."
"Shang'er, what did your father mean?" What he actually wanted to ask was what his father asked him to do.
"Dad said, as long as I come here and have a good relationship with Mu'er, they won't dare to do anything easily." Qiao Moshang didn't hide anything and said directly.
Xiao Qitian laughed, it was indeed Tian Chang.
"That's good. In three days, we will host a banquet for His Highness the Seventh Prince of the Desert. It will be up to you then. You are more familiar with him. I can only help you on the side." Xiao Qitian looked at his son and said.
Xiao Mu clenched his hands into fists, snorted and said, "Father, just wait and see how I crush those old things."
Xiao Qitian couldn't stop laughing at his son's appearance, but he was still very happy. In his opinion, his son's growth was simply a surprise.
"Then it's up to you."
After Qiao Moshang left the palace, he took Qinghuai to the princess mansion. Xiao Chengya, who had received the news a long time ago, had been waiting for a long time.
"Grandma."
"Shang'er is so good, and so are your parents. How can we let you come back alone? What if something happens?" Xiao Chengya said dissatisfied.
Qiao Moshang laughed softly: "I didn't come back alone, there were Uncle Lei An, Qinghuai, Xiao Mu and many others."
Xiao Chengya glared at her grandson and said helplessly: "You kid, you know how to say good things to your parents."
Because he would not stay in the capital for a long time this time, Xiao Chengya refused to let Qiao Mo Shang return to the Zhenguo General's Mansion, but kept him directly.
Qiao Moshang looked at his grandmother helplessly, and in the end he could only listen to her words and stay.
For the palace banquet three days later, Qiao Moshang was dressed very formally and somewhat luxuriously.
Wearing purple and gold robes, Qiao Moshang looked very noble.
Xiao Chengya looked at her grandson and nodded with great satisfaction: "Well, my grandson should be like this."
"Grandma, are you going today?"
"I'm definitely going, but maybe not with you." Xiao Chengya frowned and said, she wanted to go with Bai Mo, but even their son Bai Yu wouldn't take her with her.
Qiao Moshang said sadly and said nothing more.
"Shang'er, if those old guys dare to bully you and Xiao Mu today, let's see how I deal with them." Xiao Chengya snorted coldly and said angrily.
Qiao Moshang looked at his grandmother silently, "Grandma, you are a princess, you have to be elegant, how can you do such a killing thing?" But he didn't dare to say this, lest he be dealt with by his grandmother.
In the evening, Qiao Moshang went there one step ahead of them. When he arrived, many people had already arrived. This time, I don't know if it was because of Qiao Moshang's presence. Young masters of similar age to him from various mansions came over. So, The posture made Qiao Moshang couldn't help but laugh coldly. Could it be that he still didn't know what these people were thinking
"He is the son of General Zhenguo? It's not that bad."