Chapter 1342 Are the Shoulders so Thin and Deformed?

Hearing that someone was coming, Liu Zhixia packed up the papers in front of him and got up, "The emperor has something important to discuss with the second prince, so I will leave first."

Feng Mohan nodded and lowered his voice, "Uncle Zhixia, remember what you promised me, don't break your promise!"

Glancing at him, Liu Zhixia left with a smile.

Seeing him walk out of the study, Feng Mohan called, "Second Prince please come in."

Outside the door, Xiao Banzi immediately led Feng Yi in.

"Feng Yi sees the emperor."

"Sit down. Little Banzi, serve tea."

Feng Yi sat down respectfully on the guest seat, his posture was straight and meticulous.

"This is a study room, not an imperial court, so there is no need to be so serious." Feng Mohan teased, "It was more pleasing to my eyes when I kicked people that day."

"Thank you for your praise, Your Majesty." Feng Yi still replied solemnly, making it hard to tell whether he was joking or really thanking.

boring.

Feng Mohan also doesn't like to waste time, there are a lot of official affairs on the desk, he has no spare time to chat nonsense with others, "The second prince has been staying here for more than a month, I know you are anxious to wait for an answer. I promised at the beginning Things don't break their word."

Listening to Feng Mohan directly getting to the point, Feng Yi was a little surprised and listened carefully.

"However, Dongyue and Beicang are both powerful countries. Once Nanling intervenes in this matter, it will be equivalent to directly seizing their interests in the hands of the two powerful countries. The troubles caused will definitely not be small. I need some time to prepare. You go back to Phoenix first Yue, I'll give you a message when I'm ready."

"The subject is very grateful to the emperor for his help, but the emperor told me that the matter of Fengyue Kingdom is urgent, and I would like to ask the emperor to make a decision as soon as possible. I, Fengyue, may not be able to support it for too long." Feng Yi looked serious.

He knew that it was not easy to get the emperor of Nanling to agree to start helping. Just as the other party said, Nanling's intervention was equivalent to seizing benefits from the hands of the two great powers.

Therefore, it is understandable that the other party needs some time to prepare, but the situation in Fengyue Kingdom is indeed urgent, and he is also worried that if the time is too long, Nanling may be forced by the pressure of the two countries, and the assistance to Fengyue will be in vain. .

After all, Fengyue Kingdom is not of much use value to Nanling.

In this way, the final result of Fengyue Kingdom will either compromise with Dongyue Beicang and become a puppet, or it will be defeated.

Looking up at the man sitting behind the desk with a dull expression, Feng Yi's heart was hanging high, he didn't dare to guess whether the Nanling Emperor's words would be an excuse.

"Your Majesty, I have heard that Nanling and Dongyue Beicang have some friendship." Finally, Feng Yi couldn't hold back his temptation.

Feng Mohan raised his eyebrows, and looked at him lightly, "Where did you hear that? So this is why Fengyue Kingdom finally chose to join Nanling?"

Feng Yi was startled, "Your Majesty, forgive me!"

"I can't talk about forgiveness. You should have worked hard on my Nanling before you came, and the gossip is correct. However, it is not Nanling who has friendship with Dongyue Beicang, but my uncle. It is a personal friendship."

"The emperor is talking about King Nanling?"

"The second prince has stayed in Nanling for so long, and the court of Fengyue Kingdom must be anxiously waiting for you to go back. Prepare for these two days and wait for the news when you return to the court." Feng Mohan changed the topic back, and asked Feng Yi about Nanling King. Feng Yi didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he got up to leave.

"The court is really anxious to wait, and the minister's stay in Nanling for so long has caused the emperor a lot of trouble, so the minister will leave Beijing and return to the court in the future, waiting for the emperor's good news!"

Feng Mohan stood up, "I'll take you out."

"The subject is terrified."

"Let's go."

Ignoring his real panic or fake panic, Feng Mohan walked out first.

He didn't stop until he was sent to the outer door of the imperial study, "I hit it off with the second prince, and the occasional interviews during this period are also very pleasant. If it wasn't for the urgent matters in Fengyue Kingdom, I would really like to stay with the second prince for a few more days. "

"In the future, there will definitely be a chance to chat with the emperor again." Feng Yi cupped his hands.

What they say to each other is scene talk.

The Nanling Emperor fell in love with him at first sight and talked with him very happily? He really didn't feel it at all.

Feng Mohan put his hands behind his back, smiled at him, and finally reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "There is a chance."

Walking with their backs to each other, after walking a long distance, Feng Mohan suddenly stopped and turned back to look in the direction Feng Yi left, with an inexplicable expression in his eyes again.

"Your Majesty?" Little Banzi couldn't guess what the Emperor meant this time, so he asked cautiously.

"Little Banzi, what kind of person do you think the second prince of Fengyue Kingdom is?"

"This... Your Majesty forgives the sin. This servant has been serving the Emperor all the time, thinking about matters related to the Emperor. This second prince, Feng Yi, this servant really doesn't understand him."

Liangliang glanced at him, Feng Mohan moved forward, "If you can understand a person with just a few glances, you are no longer a slave."

Xiaobanzi lowered his head and rolled his eyes. The emperor knew how to embarrass him all day long. If he wasn't a slave, how could he be respectful to the emperor here?

"Are you scolding me in your stomach again?"

"The emperor's lesson! How dare the slave scold the emperor! The slave to the emperor—"

"Loyalty and single-mindedness can be learned from the sky." The emperor took the rest of his words smoothly, and Xiaobanzi laughed dryly.

The emperor's daily life is to make fun of him, and he has become more and more used to the emperor's behavior.

People in high positions are mostly perverted.

For example, the emperor, such as the King Nanling who seems to be normal now.

Of course, this kind of truth, as a slave, he only dared to slander in his heart, and he could never say it out loud.

Misfortune comes from the mouth, even if he is a celebrity in front of the emperor now, he can't let go.

On the way back to the imperial study, Feng Mohan walked slowly, not in a hurry to go back to deal with government affairs.

With the right hand behind the back, the fingers are lightly twisted.

It's the kind of thin and thin touch again.

A big man who looks slender and strong, with such thin shoulders?

deformed?

The corners of Feng Mohan's mouth curled up slightly, a half-smile.

That guy was really interesting.

On the third day, the tribute envoy of Fengyue Kingdom left Beijing and returned to the court. Before leaving, Feng Yi came to bid farewell again, but Feng Mohan didn't send him off in person, but asked the old eunuch in the palace to send him to the pier on his behalf.

His current thoughts are not on Fengyue Kingdom. With the emperor's uncle here, the matter of Fengyue Kingdom and even Dongyue Beicang is not a big deal to him. What he is concerned about now is that the Empress Dowager is pregnant!

And it's three months away!

He actually just got the news now.

The feeling of being shielded from the Liu family compound makes people very uncomfortable.

Feng Mohan thinks this has something to do with how rarely he can contact his great-grandfather and grandma.

No matter how deep the relationship is, it will fade after a long time without contact, not to mention that people who are as old as grandpa and grandma are prone to forgetfulness.

If he doesn't jump around in front of them again, they will never remember that there is still a little wind in the capital.