Old Man Tao and Xue Wenyu also like to listen to stories. Of course, they were not interested before meeting Mu Yingbao.

It feels like the story is told to children.

However, since I inquired about the stories she told, I can say that anyone around me has become addicted to hearing them.

The stories she told were really so attractive and wonderful.

Imperial power struggle, mythical, and poignant love.

When they hear something intoxicating, they get angry when they hear an infuriating plot, and sometimes they even forget to listen to stories. When they hear something funny, they can't be able to be reserved and not smile.

I haven't told everyone some days, so when I heard that the mother and the mother were going to tell stories, Old Man Tao and Xue Wenyu couldn't move away.

The old man looked at his grandson-in-law, what should he do? Should he think of some excuses and stay and listen to the story?

Of course, Xue Wenyu immediately understood the old man's meaning, but he thought that he had just said that he would accompany him to practice the new sword score.

A man should do what he said. He should not change his mind without moral integrity just because he wants to listen to the story.

"Grandfather, please." Xue Wenyu was very determined and unmoved and made a respectful gesture.

The grandson-in-law clearly understood what he meant, but Old Man Tao was so angry that he was so angry that he wanted to hear the story, but he was so uncooperative! Humph, she is your wife, and she can tell you when the door is closed at night, right?

OK, you are ruthless!

"Well, don't be distracted later. Be serious, you have no eyes on the sword." The old man sneered, and grabbed the sword on the small table and walked out in anger.

Before Xue Wenyu could respond, Mu Yingbao remembered and reminded him, "I just had supper, you two strolled to digest food and then gestured."

"I know." Xue Wenyu naturally knew why the old man's resentment came. After saying to his wife with a smile, he grabbed his sword and walked out.

Nanzhu Beizhu came in to clean up the dishes. Brother Hui held Mu Yingbao's hand and walked out happily.

"Mother, mother, what are you talking about today?" Brother Hui asked impatiently as he walked.

Mu Yingbao looked at the child beside him and told him with a smile, "Nezha is in trouble."

"Okay." Brother Hui nodded happily.

The mother and mother entered the study room of the main hall and sat opposite each other on both sides of the table.

"Mother, I won't be polite to you." After saying a smile, he evenly separated the memorials on the table into two parts, and pushed one of them to Mu Yingbao's hands.

Mu Yingbao rolled up his sleeves and took the top one and opened it; "You don't need to be polite, but aren't you worried about a problem with my review?"

"No, the mother's reviews must be correct than the son's reviews." Brother Hui blurted out without hesitation.

Although Mu Yingbao had known that this child had a lot of trust in him, now when he heard this, he still couldn't help but look up.

Brother Hui was also looking at him, and the mother and the other were looking at each other.

"Mother, really, it's not because my son wants to hear the story before saying compliments." Brother Hui emphasized again with a serious face.

Mu Yingbao smiled helplessly and shook his head, "Son, you are wrong. Yes, the most important thing I teach you is to govern the country is to put people first. However, that doesn't mean that I am right in dealing with everything.

Let me put it this way, even if you come a few years or decades later, you cannot guarantee that all decisions will be the most correct one.

So, what should I do?

Son, you just need to remember one thing, analyze the problem rationally, then list the safe decisions you think are suitable, and then choose the most suitable one.

Of course, when you encounter problems that trouble you, you don’t need to worry about it yourself. You still have so many civil and military officials, right? Listen to their opinions.

Even if we are now the king of a country and have supreme power, we cannot do a single man.

Anyway, as long as you insist that everything is based on the interests of the country and the people, the decision you make will definitely not be wrong."

"Well, my son remembers his mother's teachings." Brother Hui had big eyes bright and nodded vigorously.

Every time I chat with my mother, my confidence will increase greatly, and I feel that it doesn’t seem that difficult to be this emperor.

"Start work." Mu Yingbao said with a smile.

"Yes." Brother Hui responded with a smile.

Nanzhu knocked on the door and came in to deliver flower tea. He saw the mother and son on both sides of the table carefully reviewing the memorials, putting down the tea and grinding the ink for the mother and son.

Those who serve close to each other know that the wife will help the emperor review memorials, and everyone knows in their hearts that this matter must be absolutely kept a tight-lipped to the outside world.

Therefore, Xue Wenyu does not need to deliberately emphasize the advice, and he has never revealed any whim to the outside world.

Nanzhu had already grinded the ink and quietly stepped out.

In the study, the mother and the mother exchanged their opinions occasionally, and the memorials on the table for an hour were finally reviewed.

In fact, Brother Hui first reviewed the good ones. Seeing that his mother had a few copies, he did not take them to review them, but got up to pour tea for his mother, and then waited quietly beside him.

The mother looked like she reviewed the memorials, as focused and serious as when she was treating patients.

Every time at this moment, Brother Hui couldn't help but think that if his mother came to be the Emperor of Yan Kingdom, she would definitely do better than herself.

Not only did he become the emperor of Yan Kingdom, but he was the same in other countries.

"Okay, it's done." Mu Yingbao put down the pen in his hand and did not close the memorial immediately. The one I just reviewed was not dry yet.

"Mother, why don't you tell stories now? You are pregnant with your little brother and sister, and you need a rest." Brother Hui really wanted to listen to the story, but he looked at the memorials reviewed on the table and looked at the time again, and said with distress.

I had known that this child was sensible for a long time, and Mu Yingbao was relieved and felt distressed.

"Your mother is not made of tofu, so she is not so cute. Besides, telling stories is just about talking, so what's the difficulty of it? At worst, I'll just sleep a little longer tomorrow morning. I don't have to get up early to go to court. Even if I'm sleepy, no one dares to call me up, and no one dares to gossip." Mu Yingbao said as he stood up.

Brother Hui laughed and helped her walk to the Luohan couch. He also thoughtfully took the cushion and let her cushion on her waist.

"Okay, son, please sit down quickly. You have been in the court all day." Mu Yingbao said with heartache.

Brother Hui didn't rush to sit, but went to the small coffee table and brought a few plates of snacks. He brewed a pot of tea and poured a cup of flower tea for his mother. Then he sat on the other side of the bed.

"Mother, is Nezha the one you talked about in Journey to the West before?" Brother Hui remembered and asked.

"Yes, that's it, but the protagonist in Journey to the West is Sun Wukong, his master and a few junior brothers. What I want to tell you today is Nezha..."

The late autumn night is quiet.

Old man Tao and Xue Wenyu, who were each sweating, stood in the yard, looked at the dark West Warehouse Pavilion, and then looked at the main hall with light.

"Or why go to my place first?" Xue Wenyu's soft proposal surprised Old Man Tao, but he quickly felt relieved.

Nodded and followed.

Such years are so peaceful that people don’t want to live the same kind of life as before.

However, the calmness in front of you is only open.

"How are those few stable ladies doing? This is careless." When she sat down in the house, Old Man Tao remembered to ask.

I know that Mu Yingbao has high medical skills, but giving birth is like walking in the gates of hell, and he is not careless.

The stable lady must be prepared, and must beware of someone’s idea of ​​making the stable lady. After all, there are still those unwilling things in the secret waiting for the opportunity to try...
Chapter completed!