The sixth prince said so, he actually lowered the curtain of the carriage, and the carriage moved forward slowly without saying another word to Mo Yizhi.

Mo Yizhi stood at the moment, looking at the back of the Sixth Prince's carriage, feeling like he was being tricked...

The sky was about to turn white. In front of the palace gate, Mo Yizhi got off his horse, and several military attaches from the court arrived one after another.

Mo Yizhi only recognized the official uniform, not the person. But her extremely conspicuous Feiyu uniform embroidered with spring knives was recognized by all civil and military officials.

"Good morning, Mr. Mo."

Mo Yizhi turned around and saw an official wearing a fourth-grade official uniform clasping his fists in greeting to Mo Yizhi.

In terms of rank, Mo Yizhi is in the fifth rank and cannot be called "sir" by an official.

Mo Yizhi hurriedly returned the greeting humbly: "I'm a lowly official, Mo Yizhi, I've met your Excellency." But he didn't know who this person's name was.

"It is rumored that Mr. Mo has extraordinary abilities as a young man, but he is neither arrogant nor impetuous, humble and sensible. What I saw today is just like the rumors." The man praised with a smile.

Mo Yizhi cupped his fists and smiled lightly: "Your Excellency, that's ridiculous."

"After all, General Mo and I have been officials in the same dynasty for many years. We haven't seen each other for many years. I wonder how your father is doing?"

Mo Yizhi nodded: "My father is in good health, thank you for your concern. It's just that I have just entered the court for the first time, so I didn't know you. I don't know how to address you. I might as well send my greetings to my father some other day."

When he first entered the court, Mo Yizhi treated everyone equally, neither showing special intimacy nor being a giant.

"I am from the fourth rank, the Minister of Household Affairs, Wu Si."

Mo Yizhi knew clearly in his heart that he turned out to be a subordinate of the Sixth Prince: "Master Wu, I'm glad to meet you."

At this time, the early sun was rising, and in front of the high steps of the Xuanshi Hall, hundreds of civil and military officials filed in from both sides. There were few words and greetings during the process.

When Mo Yizhi entered the palace gate, he met the fourth prince.

The fourth prince still looked at Mo Yizhi with a pair of peach blossom eyes, looking at him: "Master Mo is so handsome."

Thinking of what the sixth prince had said about his fourth brother's glorious history, he suddenly felt that it would be better not to get too close to him.

Mo Yi took a half step back and said, "Your Highness, please go first."

The fourth prince chuckled lightly and entered the hall first without embarrassing Mo Yizhi any more.

At this time, the old emperor had not yet entered the court, and hundreds of civil and military officials were lined up on both sides talking to each other. Naturally, they looked at Mo Yizhi with different eyes.

Mo Yi's eyes look at her nose, and her nose looks at her heart. Unless she takes the initiative to talk to her, she will turn a blind eye to others.

Among the officials in the DPRK, the youngest ones are in their twenties and nearly thirty years old. Only Mo Yizhi, who is only in his early fifteenth year, stands out among the group of veteran officials.

Wearing a flying fish suit is even more different from everyone else, and he has a sense of standing out from the crowd.

Not long after, the inner prisoner shouted the word "Shangchao".

All the officials stood respectfully, and the old emperor slowly entered from the side hall and sat down on the throne of the emperor.

Mo Yizhi's official rank was not high and he stood behind everyone. Looking from a distance, he felt that the old emperor's spirit was not very good.

Chen Guangyang, the chief eunuch next to the old emperor, said: "If there is any problem, report it early. If there is no problem, leave the court."

As soon as Chen Guang finished speaking, a person standing in front of the civil servants said: "I have something to report."

Looking at this person's official uniform, Mo Yizhi knew that this was the auxiliary successor of the current prime minister.

The old emperor nodded slightly, and the prime minister and assistant minister stepped forward: "I want to sue the doctor of the Ministry of War, Mo Yizhi."

Mo Yizhi, who stood respectfully with his eyes and nose in mind, almost choked to death on his own saliva.
Chapter completed!