Manager Ming knew why this emperor suddenly asked about Liu Qingyuan, mainly because of Liu Qingyuan's son Liu Shian's affairs.

Liu Shi secretly resounded in the East Continent, killing Liang Tu, who was about to rebel, and successfully rescued the two princes of Muzeling, His Highness Qi and the Eighth Prince.

Now he killed the Northern Wei general Dugu Zheng in the East Continent, disrupting the Northern Wei royal family's plan to pick up Dugu Zheng from the northern part. All kinds of things cannot cover up the young man's sharpness.

Mu Zeling said, "Let the Ministry of War issue an order to secretly formulate military merits for Liu Shi. If this person joins the army, he will be directly promoted to the third level."

Ming Guangyi said: "Your Highness, it's not appropriate. There is no such law in the army."

Mu Zeling looked at Ming Guangyi with contempt, and Ming Guangyi hurriedly knelt down and did not dare to say anything.

Muzeling stood up and said, "If there is next time, you can go home and farm directly."

The emperor's will, a minister, dares to say no, is simply a rebellious person.

Muzeling remembered something again and said, "Eighth Prince, how are you doing recently?"

Ming Guangyi replied: "Your Majesty locked the Eighth Prince in Youyuan Palace and issued a ban. The Eighth Prince not only practices swords and studies, but also drinks every day."

Kizawara said: "What have you said?"

Ming Guangyi hesitated for a moment, but still felt that it would be better to answer honestly: "Your Highness said that Your Majesty is partial and does not appoint him as a king or not to join the army. It is better to let him."

“Continue.”

"It's better to let him die."

Mu Zeling suddenly slapped the imperial case, stirring up the documents, and then scattered all over the ground. At this time, the maids in Ningyuan Palace and the golden armored guards outside the hall were kneeling down, fearing what actions the emperor would do.

Muzeling didn't say anything.

A few days later, the queen asked to see His Highness and talked about Mu Yuanlu, saying that she was going to visit her son in Youyuan Palace, and Mu Zeling approved it.

A few more days later, Mu Chengping and Mu Zhaoping came, saying that they wanted to see their emperor brother, Mu Zeling approved it.

One morning in the morning, an official from the Ministry of Personnel mentioned the matter of the prince’s title, Enyin and other matters. Another official suddenly remembered the eighth prince’s return to the palace, and also mentioned the eighth prince’s title, because the eighth prince was only a chief minister in the Dongzhou and had no royal power at all.

Mu Zeling listened to the words of these officials and said, "If a prince doesn't listen to the will, he will return from exile privately. He can be beheaded and even be granted titles and kings?"

All officials were silent.

However, since the morning court that day, Mu Zeling went to Youyuan Palace once a night. The regular attendants and ministers in Youyuan Palace were in panic. The eighth prince was stripping his clothes and dancing with his sword. He didn't have time to wear a crown and a crown, so he hurriedly bowed and bowed.

Muzeling looked at his eighth son who was not dressed in a well-dressed manner and said, "Get up, it doesn't look like what the Insider said, you are drunk all day long."

Mu Yuanlu replied: "Father, son minister did not buy drunk all day long."

"Your look has turned this Youyuan Palace into a Youren Palace."

Mu Zeling glanced at the people around him. The maids of the inner court were all gone, and then another maid brought Mu Yuanlu's clothes and took them with him.

Mu Yuanlu seemed to feel that such closeness was too unreal, so he suddenly stopped, then said that he was tying the collar and said, "Sons are afraid, so the father will do his best to rectify his clothes."

Then he made the collar himself.

Mu Zeling looked at his son, stepped forward and sorted out Mu Yuanlu's collar, and said, "Since you don't like Yunting here, then prepare for it in the next few days and head to the north."

Mu Yuanlu listened, feeling a little disbelief and said, "Father."

Mu Zeling said: "You don't have to make your little scruples, your queen, your royal brother, your sister, etc., as well as the officials of the Ministry of Personnel, remind me to give you a title. You are really amazing. All the officials of the Ministry of Personnel can follow your orders."

Mu Yuanlu knelt down and said, "My son did not dare, and did not cause any officials to talk about the title. No one in Youyuan Palace except the mother, queen, and sister."

Mu Zeling said: "The day before yesterday, the second hour of the 1st day, Wang Langzhong of the Ministry of Personnel came to Youyuan Palace and stayed for two hours. Do you want me to continue talking?"

Mu Yuanlu's heart was shocked and his face turned pale.

Muzeling continued: "Before going to the north, be appointed as the Duke of the Kingdom."

The emperor just said something simple and then left Youyuan Palace. Mu Yuanlu knelt on the ground, thinking about Father Xie, but he still didn't say it.

The emperor used "I" instead of "Father" to him, which was the words of a king and his subordinates.

Mu Yuanlu's body was covered in sweat. The emperor's words could see through himself, but he could hear a lot of what he wanted.

If you are granted the title of Duke, you will be granted the title of Prince and Prince in the future.

From the north of the army, you can get out of this dim and quiet palace, breathless, and the eyes that make you uncomfortable.

The Inspector stepped forward to help Mu Yuanlu up, but Mu Yuanlu was not moved at all. Then the Inspector could only kneel down and bow down from the side.

After a long time, his knees that were kneeling down had become soft, and the night seemed to be coming. The dew was heavy, which made Mu Yuanlu feel numb and his mind a little dizzy.

He was about to get up, and staggered suddenly, as if he was about to fall down. The sweat on his body had turned into coldness and pierced into his bone marrow. The emperor's words and words pierced into his heart.

"I went back to Daoyunting, and he only saw me twice. Once when I came back, he entered Youyuan Palace with one sentence, and once today." Mu Yuanlu looked at the inner minister beside him and spoke.

The insurgent dared not answer, for fear of saying something wrong, and thought for a while: "Your Highness, the night is coming, the dew is deep and it is easy to get sick. It's better to go back to the room to take a shower and change your clothes and take a break in time."

As soon as he walked a few steps, the maids and ministers all bowed down and said, "Congratulations to Your Highness."

Mu Yuanlu felt a little sarcastic. His elder brother Mu Yuanqi is now a prince, and he is still a duke. This is a heaven and an underground.

These thoughts in my heart, coupled with the cold dew just now, piercing into the bone marrow, Mu Yuanlu felt his mind hot, and then he became dizzy and suddenly became dizzy.

After Mu Mu's clothes were changed, her mind became hot. Another imperial physician came to see him. It was because of the coldness that he had prescribed some medicine, instructed him, and then returned to the palace to report.

After taking the medicine soup, Mu Yuanlu fell asleep.

In the dream, Mu Yuan Lu Meng dreamed of the scene when he was put to Dongzhou. At that time, his father was still the king of Zhongzhou, and he also looked at him indifferently. Then a word made him fall into the place of Dongzhou.

Without the warmth of home and the care of parents, and alone, the people of Xuanmao wanted to kill themselves, the emperor was indifferent.

Perhaps, if you are born in the royal family, you will be treated like this.
Chapter completed!