Mo Xiangbin didn't understand what Mo Junyang wanted to do at all, and followed Mo Junyang's figure with doubtful eyes.
First it fell on his slender and strong fingers, and then slowly moved down, and then he saw the words on the rice paper.
He didn't care at first, he just felt that Mo Junyang was too boring, so he silently wrote "Qinzhou Chronicles" in front of him.
It's just that he didn't stop it.
After Mo Junyang quickly finished writing part of "Qinzhou Chronicles" with about two to three hundred words, he hung his hair back on the pen stand.
Pick up the rice paper, put it to your mouth, and blow from beginning to end.
The pen and ink were still wet before he handed the rice paper to Mo Xiangbin.
Mo Xiangbin took the hand, spread it out, looked at the boring words on it, and said without thinking at all: "I have read "Qinzhou Chronicles" when I was still a prince, and even memorized several famous articles with the Taifu. , why are you showing me this now?"
"Your Majesty, does your Majesty know which story in "Qinzhou Chronicles" the content on the paper comes from?" Mo Junyang asked again.
"This is..." Mo Xiangbin wanted to answer casually, but found that he did not have much influence on the content on the rice paper. He couldn't tell which chapter and section the recorded content came from.
Unexpectedly, Mo Junyang did not give in and revealed the answer directly, "It comes from "Chronicles of Qinzhou? Colorful Phoenix Chapter? Nirvana and Rebirth"."
Giving the answer accurately made Mo Xiangbin, who just now boasted that he knew a lot about "Qinzhou Chronicles", very embarrassed.
The old man's face turned red with embarrassment, and he didn't even dare to look at Mo Junyang.
This time, Prince Mo thoughtfully lowered his eyes, returned his gaze to the rice paper, and said considerately: "Because the 'Colorful Phoenix' has become a legend thousands of years ago, the Colorful Phoenix Chapter not only allows scholars to read I just add some fun, but it doesn’t have much reference value. Often even the masters will not teach specifically, and will only let the students go back and read it if they are interested. It is normal for your majesty to have no impression. "
Mo Xiangbin nodded fiercely and followed the 'ladder', "Yes, I will tell you why the content of this article is so unfamiliar. The master just skipped this article and didn't talk about it."
"It was only when Caifeng returned to Qinzhou mainland that I remembered that there should be records about Caifeng in the "Qinzhou Chronicles", so I reviewed the chapter on Colorful Phoenix."
When Mo Xiangbin heard this, his majestic face couldn't help showing a look of relief and appreciation.
Xin said: No wonder he trusts Mo Junyang so much. Among so many juniors, although this child has a weird temperament and is far less respectful than other princes and juniors, Mo Junyang has never disappointed him. Pass.
Not even once!
Not only was he not disappointed, he would only be more pleasantly surprised every time he came into contact and every time he got close.
For example, this time, the news of Caifeng's birth had spread more than a month ago, but he believed that no one except Mo Junyang would think of reading the long-circulated and familiar "Qinzhou Chronicles" .
Mo Xiangbin suppressed the divergent thoughts in his heart and turned his attention back to the rice paper.
He wanted to see what Mo Junyang was going to show him.
Seeing this, Mo Xiangbin's expression calmed down, and silence and seriousness took over his entire expression.
After about a quarter of an hour, he raised his head again and stared at Mo Junyang solemnly, "Is this the method you said? "Qinzhou Chronicles"?"
Mo Junyang nodded silently.
Mo Xiangbin smiled, and his expression became more and more weird, "Tsk, I never knew that the sacred object 'Colorful Phoenix' had such magical effects before. It seems that this time the murderer can't escape no matter what." Lost it?"
"As long as Caifeng's body is still in our hands, there will be no way for him to escape."
Mo Junyang slowly took the rice paper back and folded it twice, as carefully and meticulously as if it was the magic weapon to catch the real murderer.
Mo Xiangbin also completely relaxed, and even had the mood to make a little joke, "If the real culprit is found to be that person this time, things will be interesting."
"Yeah." Mo Junyang responded casually, his face tense and cold as usual, unable to detect his true emotions at all.
He handed the rice paper back to Mo Xiangbin, "It is appropriate to leave this matter to the Crown Prince."
Mo Xiangbin was puzzled, "You can obviously do this by yourself, why do you..." give up such a big credit to others
Over the years, Mo Junyang has always been very low-key, not greedy for credit, and would even give away the credit given to him. But Mo Xiangbin knew that this was definitely not because Mo Junyang was timid and afraid of getting into trouble by being high-profile.
It is a kind of real indifference, lack of desire, or even disdain.
But the more this happened, the more Mo Xiangbin couldn't figure it out.
It can't be because Mo Junyang is greater, right
As soon as this idea crossed Mo Xiangbin's mind, he scorned it and completely forgot about it!
Not to mention Mo Junyang's greatness, even his kindness is incompatible with him.
So why
Mo Junyang pursed his lips and said concisely and concisely: "Prince Mo cannot be deposed."
These seven words express the importance of Mo Junyu to the stability of Mo country's current situation.
Crown Prince - even if he is an unpopular prince, he is also a symbol of the future of the entire country. Let alone abolishing it, even if the title is taken away like Mo Xiangbin did before, if word spread, it will definitely cause turmoil in the current situation.
So until now, Mo Xiangbin said that he had taken away Mo Junyu's title, but he has never actually issued the relevant edict to implement it, because he was afraid that the matter would involve too much and would be difficult to end.
"Then... just do as you say!" Mo Xiangbin sighed, with mixed feelings in his heart.
While he lamented Mo Junyang's concept of the overall situation, even he felt ashamed of himself, let alone the group of princes under him who fought to the death for the position of crown prince and even ignored the safety of the country.
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Mo You failed to persuade Mo Junyang, and then returned to the East Palace, dejected, feeling that he really had no face to see Mo Junyu.
But there are some things I have to tell you!
He could only bite the bullet and blush.
Feeling helpless and blaming himself, he said, "It's all because of my stupid eloquence and my failure to persuade Prince Mo. Please punish me, Your Highness."
Mo Junyu smiled bitterly and waved his hands, his expression full of sadness, but there was no surprise or surprise at all.
He had expected such a result.
"Mo Junyang is such a determined person. The path he has set will never change due to confusion. Now that he has failed him first, it is expected that he will abandon him." Mo Junyu said clearly, but his tone But he couldn't hide the panic and pain of being abandoned.
Mo You saw this, feeling hurt and anxious in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.
After racking my brains, all I could think of was, "How about I ask the Queen Mother again?"
"No need. Grandma Huang has done enough for me this time. I don't want to trouble her anymore."
In the entire palace, the only person who truly loved him was Ling Ruiyin. Even if Mo Junyu was imprisoned, he did not want to overly consume this true love.
"But..." Mo You still wanted to say something or do something.
In short, we can't just watch Mo Junyu be defeated like this.
Mo Junyu shook his head tiredly again and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I'm a little tired today, so you should go back home and rest first! If you have nothing to do, don't come to the East Palace to avoid being implicated."
If the only thing Mo Xiangbin cared about was his son, it was probably that he did not kill all the princelings and only targeted him.
This also protected his power to a certain extent.
After all, as long as the princeling's strength remains unchanged and he is not dead, the chance for a comeback is there.
"Your Highness, I have something to say. I don't know whether to say it or not?"
It just means I have to say it.
Mo You refused to leave, but looked at Mo Junyu persistently.
Mo Junyu's mind was spinning, but he still couldn't find a real strong expulsion for this loyal cousin.
He just raised his hand and kept rubbing his temples, and said solemnly: "Say it!"
"The First Queen..." Mo You deliberately slowed down his tone, fearing that mentioning the First Queen would touch Mo Junyu's sadness.
But he still insisted on talking, "Before my aunt died of illness, she held the hands of Wei Chen and Your Highness, asking Wei Chen to assist Your Highness in governing this great world. Even if he cannot be remembered in history, he will never become a sinner in history. The mediocre person in everyone's heart.
Over the years, I have seen that His Highness has been working hard for this goal. Why do you want to give up after suffering this little setback this time? "
Mo Junyu immediately opened his mouth, wanting to refute.
Looking into Mo You's bright black eyes, the words that came to his mouth were speechless.
Some things cannot be deceived.
Mo Junyu couldn't help but recall the past, when he was suffering from smallpox and even Ling Ruiyin almost gave up on him, he never gave up on himself, but God did not give up on him and even brought Mo Junyang to him, but this time …
Thinking of what happened in Chongde Hall before, Mo Junyu raised his hands to cover his eyes, his handsome face looking particularly ferocious because of the pain.
"It's not that I want to give up, it's that he wants to give up on me!"
The almost inaudible moan complained about the pain and struggle that Mo Junyu had been suppressing in his heart.
Mo You was startled, but he immediately realized who this so-called "him" was
These days, only Mo Xiangbin can make Mo Junyu so miserable.
He opened his mouth, wanting to comfort Mo Junyu, but in the end he closed it silently. At this point, what else can he say
Mo Junyu's loss of composure lasted only a moment. After a while, the ferocity on his face disappeared, as if the scene Mo You saw a quarter of an hour ago was painted on it, and with a touch of his hand, nothing was gone.
"It's okay, you go back first!" Mo Junyu ignored Mo You's shocked expression and spoke calmly.
Mo You wanted to say something else, but the topic had reached a deadlock again. Even if he wanted to cheer Mo Junyu up, he really didn't know what to say at this time, so he could only remain silent and shut up.
At this time, Xiaoquanzi received the imperial edict and hurried into the East Palace.
Xiaoquanzi ran to stand in front of Mo Junyu, placed the bright yellow scroll across his chest, and shouted in a sharp voice: "Your Highness, the Emperor has an order to tell you, please accept it as soon as possible!"
Mo Junyu was stunned for a moment, as if he thought of something, his face suddenly turned ugly, and his whole body started to tremble.
Father, is he finally going to depose the prince
Finally, we have come to this point.