Princess Deyang has been married for many years and still enjoys a respectful position in Cao Zhen's mansion and retains the courtyard of that year. Not to mention opposing Cao Zhen's wife Ren did not even have the qualification to be on an equal footing with her.

Of course, Cao Miao's biological mother, Mrs. Cui, was not in her eyes. The two of them had fought openly and secretly. However, Mrs. Cui had been dead for many years, and that little grudge had long disappeared. Now, seeing Cao Miao, who was not very mentally and a little childish in his words, felt more pity in his heart, and he felt that he was justified and did not care about his rudeness and abruptness.

Princess Deyang held a banquet to entertain Cao Miao, and Xiahou Xuan accompanied her.

Cao Miao smiled and spoke with Princess Deyang. When she was happy, she slapped the table and laughed a few times. When she was sad, she burst into tears and screamed. When she was happy, she got up and danced, and performed a mechanical dance for Princess Deyang. The funny movements and vivid expressions made Princess Deyang unable to hold her face, so she had to put down her reserve and smile.

Several maids who were serving were also interesting to watch, looking at each other and smiling with their lips covered.

"This child..." Princess Deyang smiled and shook her head, secretly pitying. Cao Miao and Xiahou Xuan were the same age, but he had been sick for ten years. He seemed to have never grown up in these ten years, and he was still like a ten-year-old child, with innocence and childishness everywhere.

Cao Miao was tired of jumping, and sat beside Princess Deyang, holding Princess Deyang's arm. "Princess, you have to take care of Taichu, stop fooling around with those people in Deng Yang. Twenty-year-olds should do some serious things and share your worries. What's the use of talking all day? The Great Wei Dynasty was made, not talked about by Qingtan." He turned to look at Xiahou Xuan again and said earnestly: "Taichu, you must work hard."

Princess Deyang nodded repeatedly. "You are right, you are right, I will urge him to turn around." She glared at Xiahou Xuan fiercely as she said.

Xiahou Xuan was speechless.

Cao Miao leaned on Princess Deyang and sighed. She was obviously an adult, but it made people feel like a young man was old. "I am a patient and I have no great prospects in my life. I hope that the Great Wei Dynasty will be eternal and rich and idle. If I can always lean against the princess like this, I will have no regrets in my life."

Princess Deyang wanted to push Cao Miao away, but after hearing this, she felt unworthy, so she had to hold her arm.

Cao Miao sighed a long time, closed his eyes, slowly slipped down, leaned his head on Princess Deyang's legs, and started snoring. Princess Deyang looked down and saw Cao Miao's face with a faint smile, looking satisfied and comfortable, and she was sleeping soundly, and couldn't bear to wake him up.

Xiahou Xuan was stunned and at a loss.

Ahu and Qingtao, who were waiting on the side, exchanged glances and quietly raised their thumbs up. Qingtao stood up, saluted Princess Deyang, accused him of guilt, and asked Ahu to carry Cao Miao on his back and say goodbye to go out.

Princess Deyang looked at the direction where Cao Miao disappeared, stroked the arm that had just been hugged by Cao Miao, and sighed quietly.

"Taichu, although Yunliang is a little crazy and vulgar, he is right. The country of Wei was built, not the Qing Dynasty. Now that Wu and Shu have not been destroyed and the world is not safe, it is the time for you to serve you. How can you eat all day and do nothing? Look at what the Tao you have been talking about for so long? "

Xiahou Xuan was embarrassed and stood up and left the seat. "What my mother taught me is that I must remember it in my heart. Actually, I have not been idle these days. A few days ago, I submitted a memorial about the Ninth-rank official law. Your Majesty had read it and said that he had some insights. He ordered me to write another letter to explain in detail. Today I was going to discuss with Ziyuan and Yuanrong, but I never thought that I had encountered this."

"Ninth-rank official law?" Princess Deyang frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and tapped her fingers. "This matter involves too much, you must be careful and not rush."

"Here."

"However, it is also good news that you can get the recognition of Your Majesty. Our Majesty is really a bit confused. If you don't say anything else, you suddenly summoned the King of Yongqiu to the court. When the King of Yongqiu arrived in the capital, he ignored him. What does it mean?"

Xiahou Xuan smiled bitterly, but did not dare to express his opinions easily. He knew what his mother was thinking. As one of the ministers of the late emperor's orphans, his uncle Cao Zhen was sent to Chang'an by the emperor to stay away from the center. In addition, his father Xiahou died early, and his influence on the court gradually became less and less, so his mother naturally refused to give up. She hoped that he could go further, inherit the power of his father and uncle, and become the third generation of important officials.

But this is not easy.

——

General Cavalry Mansion.

Sima Shi slowly walked into Xiahou Hui's room with his hands, waved his hand, signaled the maids to retreat, walked to the edge of the couch, and sat down quietly.

Xiahou Hui wrapped his head with a warm forehead, leaning half on the couch, closing his eyes to rest, and holding a book in his hand. Hearing Sima Shi's footsteps, she did not open her eyes, but just a shallow arc was raised on the corner of her mouth.

"The banquet ended?"

"It's broken."

"What new questions have you discussed today?"

"There is no new question, there is an old question that has a new meaning." Sima Shi said: "Do you know why Taichu didn't come?"

Xiahou Hui opened his eyes. "Didn't he say there is something urgent?"

Sima Shijunlang's face showed a hint of joke. "There is no urgent matter. He was broken by the crazy prince and saw blood."

Xiahou Hui was silent for a moment. "The son of a thousand gold medal cannot sit in the hall. He had a verbal dispute with the madman and brought humiliation to himself."

Sima Shi took Xiahou Hui's hand and stroked it gently. "Yuanrong, do you think he is really crazy, or pretending to be crazy?"

"So what if you're crazy, so what if you're pretending crazy, can you cause any more storms?"

Sima Shi's eyes flashed, and he wanted to speak but stopped. He lowered his head and looked at Xiahou Hui's hand. "If he was in Yongqiu, he would naturally not cause any storms. But when he arrived at the capital, it would be hard to say. Do you know, he once said to Zhao Bo, your father, General Envoy, will Taichu not be able to succeed him. If the general dies, can Zhao Bo inherit the power of the general? If there is any accident in the Grand Sima and Chang Si cannot take over, the custom of leading troops in the royal family will be broken, which will be detrimental to the Great Wei Dynasty."

Xiahou Hui glanced at Sima Shi. "Are you guilty?"

Sima Shi smiled bitterly. "Even a madman said this, how many people in the court will suspect my father and son? Isn't this obvious?"

"What others say doesn't matter. It's important that Your Majesty summoned the King of Yongqiu and his son to Beijing, and it may be possible to appoint the King of Yongqiu. My uncle may lose his military power and step down and continue to court. From then on, he will be as unemployed as Chen Changwen."

Sima nodded and sighed softly.

Xiahou Hui was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Can my uncle hold Lu Xun? You can't give someone a handle at this time."

Sima Shi lowered his head, his eyes twitched, and after a while, he said, "I, Aweng, can only do my best and dare not make sure. You know, Lu Xun is used to using fraud. He first deceived Guan Yu, and then lied to Liu Bei. Who can guarantee that he will not do it again?"
Chapter completed!