Emperor Kaiping left surrounded by the palace guards, and people knelt on the street in front of his palace.

However, they still couldn't visit the mansion because there were still a group of important ministers waiting inside. Finally, Mo Xiuting made a group salute on the steps and thanked everyone on his father's behalf. Those civil servants and military officials with different thoughts could only let go.

The gift leaves.

According to the diagnosis made by several imperial doctors in turn, Mo Haoli did not suffer from any incurable disease this time, but accidentally caught wind and cold last night, and then his condition worsened sharply. In other words, this is because the resistance of people weakens as they get older.

It is a natural condition of birth, aging, illness and death. After understanding this situation, the princes and ministers in the main hall became increasingly heavy-hearted.

Aging and death are inevitable for everyone and cannot be cured by medicine or stone.

Thinking that this veteran of the Four Dynasties did not have much time left, even the six ministers could not help but feel a little panic.

Because the imperial doctor had told no one to disturb Mo Haoli's recuperation, no one in the side hall took the liberty to ask for permission. After chatting with Mo Xiuting for a while, everyone gradually said goodbye and left.

Until the end, only Gu Liang and Pei Yue were left.

Gu Liang asked in confusion: "What advice does Dahonglu have?"

During the conversation just now, Mo Xiuting gave several hints, asking them not to leave for the time being, so Gu Liang had this question.

Mo Xiuting apologized and said, "Master Marquis, please forgive me. My father wants to see the Marquis of Zhongshan."

Pei Yue and Gu Liang looked at each other with some confusion in their hearts.

Ordinarily, he has never had any personal relationship with the leftist leader, so why would he want to see him alone by name? What's more, this is the time when he needs to recuperate the most.

Gu Liang nodded slightly to him.

Pei Yue thought for a while and agreed.

Immediately, the steward of Mo Mansion brought Pei Yue in, while Mo Xiuting continued to stay in the side hall to talk to Gu Liang.

When he came to the quiet and quiet bedroom, Pei Yue looked at the old man on the bed who was resting in peace, bowed his hands and said softly: "This junior has met the ruling lord."

He couldn't help but think of the court meeting two years ago. He was so complacent about overthrowing Sun Dacheng and Qibao Pavilion, but the old man saw through all the details. The scene at that time was vivid in his mind, and Pei Yue even remembered the cold sweat on his back.

It feels like just two years have passed, and the wise old man has become so old and frail, which is very sad.

"Pei Yue is here?"

Mo Haoli opened his eyes, with a faint smile on his face, and said to the Taishi chair beside the bed: "Sit down."

"yes."

Pei Yue was not pretentious. He walked over and sat down, putting his hands on his knees. Looking at the tired look on the other person's face, he couldn't help but said worriedly: "Sir, how many days will it take for this junior to come visit you again?"

Mo Haoli shook his head slightly and said slowly: "I don't have much time left and I can't wait any longer. I have something I want to say to you before I go into the coffin."

Pei Yue sat upright, put away his sadness and said, "Sir, please give me some advice."

Mo Haoli looked at this young and handsome face and couldn't help but be slightly lost in thought.

Pei Yue did not rush and waited quietly.

Mo Haoli smiled self-deprecatingly, and then asked: "When will your husband return to Beijing?"

Pei Yue was startled. He didn't expect that the other party would bring up this topic. He thought it would be those clichés telling him to be loyal to the emperor and serve the country. However, thinking about Mr. Xi who had not returned for a long time, he was also a little worried. After all, he had done something that scared him.

nightmare. If it were in his previous life, he would definitely not take this kind of dream seriously, but now that time travel has happened to him, many things seem extremely mysterious.

Facing the other party's old eyes, Pei Yue considered: "Mr. left Beijing for business and told me that he would probably return within the year."

Mo Haoli sighed softly and said leisurely: "Do you really want to walk in front of me?"

Pei Yue was suddenly startled and subconsciously looked around.

There are many secrets hidden in his heart, and they are all secrets that cannot be known to outsiders. Among them, Pei Zhen's survival is one of the most important ones.

Mo Haoli noticed that the young dignitary entered a defensive posture in a very short period of time, and couldn't help but chuckle, and then said with relief: "Don't be nervous, your Majesty respects the old man, at least he will not let his ears and eyes enter this bedroom. In fact.

This matter is not as terrible as you think. Even if Your Majesty has no evidence, he must have known about the life and death of the old man. For Your Majesty, it is enough that Pei Zhen is dead. Whether the old man is alive or not is not important."

Pei Yue nodded and said, "That's true. After all, I never thought about rebellion."

Mo Haoli blinked in approval, and while Pei Yue was deep in thought, he asked, "Did my husband give you some tokens?"

Although the old man lying in front of him seemed to be on the verge of death, and he might pass away if he made a little more movement, the words coming out of his mouth at this moment were like thunder, enough to cause chaos. If it weren't for Pei Yue, he would have already developed a face in front of Emperor Kaiping.

If you don't change your habit, your flaws will be revealed immediately.

After hearing this question, Pei Yue asked blankly: "What token?"

Mo Haoli raised the corner of his mouth and did not ask any more questions.

Pei Yue felt that the old man already had the answer.

Mo Haoli changed the subject and said, "I heard that your manor is about to be completed."

Pei Yue listened to him waving a hammer here and there, completely unable to understand the old man's thoughts, so he could only respond cautiously: "Yes, if you are interested, you can let your family use money to buy some stocks. Junior

I can’t guarantee that I’ll make a lot of money every day, but at least it’s a stable living.”

Mo Haoli smiled and said: "It's enough if you have this kind of heart. As for the unfilial children in the family, let them find their own way to make a living. You can't raise a bunch of trash who just wait to die. Besides, I know you

That manor is so powerful that there must be many people competing for it, so the Mo family will not join in the fun."

Pei Yue lowered his head slightly and said, "The boss is serious."

Mo Haoli added: "Pei Yue, actually I have always had a question. I wonder if you can answer it."

Pei Yue smiled and said, "Excuse me, sir."

Mo Haoli looked into his eyes and said thoughtfully: "You started to rise in the autumn of the third year of Kaiping, and in less than four years you have become a prince and commander-in-chief. Have you ever thought about how high you will reach in this life?"

The smile on Pei Yue's face disappeared little by little, and finally turned into a cold expression, and said in a deep voice: "What do you mean by this, sir?"

Mo Haoli didn't answer and looked at him quietly. The dim look in his old eyes disappeared, replaced by a clear and calm look.

"Don't want to answer, or it's hard to answer?"

After a moment, Mo Haoli's voice broke the silence in the room.

Pei Yue exhaled a breath and said seriously: "I hope I can live an upright life and not be executed easily and casually."

There was another long silence.

A gentle look appeared on Mo Haoli's face, and he said slowly: "Very good."
Chapter completed!