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No. 15 is a medium-sized manor. Perhaps the emperor's order was a little hasty. The whole manor seemed particularly desolate, with no servants or furniture, only dust scattered everywhere and a garden full of weeds.
However, considering the location of the house and the highest housing prices, it still made Mullinger and others secretly amazed. In their eyes, this was undoubtedly an extremely valuable reward.
After a busy afternoon, the eleven people finally cleaned the entire manor, and the lawn and garden were neatly manicured, which gave the taste of a noble family.
Mo David didn't care about the servant's affairs for the time being. He was not the nobles who had been spoiled since childhood. He preferred to practice everything. The most urgent task was to buy some simple furniture, after all, he still needed to sleep tonight.
He has always been extremely frugal, so he rarely took out a thousand gold coins and handed them to Mulling Gail. He used a piece of paper to record all the things he needed to buy, and asked him to take his people to purchase as soon as possible.
After wandering around the manor for two times, David Mo couldn't help but secretly speculate in his heart: How could such a precious place be so desolate? I don't know who its previous owner was?
In the evening, a group of people came outside the manor. One of them, Xuezhe, showed his waist sign. The guard at the door rushed in and reported that David Mo changed into the official dress and greeted him.
Xuezhe recognized David Mo through his official uniform, stepped forward and bowed two steps, "I would like to ask the Marquis to follow us into the palace to meet the holy." After saying that, he opened the door of the car he brought to him and made a respectful gesture.
After confirming their waist sign, David Mo said to them "I'm working hard" and got on the carriage alone. The saints were not allowed to lead their followers when they entered the palace. Therefore, although the guards were helpless, they had to stay at Manor No. 15 to wait for him.
Langning Street is very close to the palace. After half an hour, you will reach the outer door of the palace. You have to get off the bus and walk here. Naturally, someone will lead him into the palace to see the Saint on the way.
Unlike last time, he was not taken to any palace this time. After 15 minutes of walking and stopping, he finally stopped in front of an attic, with a few big words written on it: Imperial Study Room.
Without the dazzling glory, the entire attic is simple and simple. Xuezhe, who was leading the way, stood outside the door and shouted: "The commander of the Third Division of the Royal Imperial Army, the second-class marquis of the Empire, Mo David, arrived!"
After a while, someone finally responded inside. Xuezhe gently pushed open the door and said to him: "Mr. Mo, please go in."
David Mo nodded and stepped into the attic. As soon as he entered, the door was closed again with a slam. The old man with gray hair was sitting on the platform to correct something, and a Xue man was waiting respectfully beside him.
After a little glance, he felt that Xue Zhe looked familiar. When Xue Zhe turned to look at him, David Mo finally remembered where he had seen it. When he was at Star Academy, it was the appointment letter he gave to Roberts!
Before he could think about it, he tidied up his official uniform a little, knelt on one knee and said, "My minister, David, please come to the Lord! May the light shine and the emperor be blessed and longevity!"
Yale Thirteenth did not look up at him, but Xue Zhe glanced at him and said lightly: "The emperor is reviewing the memorials, please wait first."
David Mo was shocked and his spine was slightly chilling. This attitude was self-evident. The last time he came, the emperor gave him at least a stool. This time, the emperor made him kneel down like this, and he didn't even bother to raise his head!
The atmosphere in the attic fell silent in an instant. David Mo lowered his head and knelt on one knee. He remembered what Bruvier said, and he became more and more sure, and he guessed it again!
After a while, Yale XIII finally put down her pen, looked up and glanced at David Mo who was kneeling in the audience, and smiled slightly, "Several memorials have been delayed for a while, so you have been waiting for a long time. Don't kneel down, get up."
David Mo did not dare to be careless. After standing up, he said respectfully: "Your Majesty says that you can make peace with all your might. It is also a blessing for me to be able to wait for Your Majesty!"
When Yale XIII heard his flattery, she chuckled softly and said to Dongli, who was beside her: "The credit is getting higher and higher, but the people are becoming more and more restrained."
Then he turned to David Mo and said, "You did a good job in southern Xinjiang, gave the royal family a face, and the court finally gave the people an explanation! I asked you to come here today, mainly to hear your views on the war in southern Xinjiang."
Not knowing what medicine was sold in the gourd of Yale Thirteenth, Mo David became more and more reserved and lowered his head and said, "I dare not discuss the major military and national affairs."
Yale Thirteenth Coughed lightly, frowned slightly and said, "You are a second-rank leader, why do you have to make a fuss? You can say whatever you think. I'll forgive you for being innocent!"
Seeing that he could not escape, Mo had to think for a moment and said carefully: "Then the minister dared to speak out... The incident in southern Xinjiang was not accidental. The Romans should have planned it. Although it is temporarily calm, the minister thinks that the war will continue and even the scale will increase!"
He said this, slightly raised his eyes and looked at the reaction of Yale XIII. Seeing that there was no displeasure on his face, he continued: "And there is a new outbreak point in the war, and all the boundaries with the Roman Empire may become breakthroughs!"
Hearing this, Yale Thirteenth generation's eyes flashed slightly and said lightly: "Then according to your wishes, this war is inevitable?"
David Mo hesitated for a moment and finally said, "It is not inevitable. Since ancient times, people are settled and settled, but it is nothing more than cede land and compensation..."
Before Yale Thirteenth had spoken, Donggeli was the first to scold: "Nonsense! The traitor dared to cede land and pay compensation!" Then he turned to Yale Thirteenth, "I beg your Majesty to behead this beast to serve as a warning to others!"
A cold light flashed in Mo David's eyes, and he cursed in his heart: This old eunuch is so shameless. It was clearly what the emperor asked me to say, but he was still preparing to ask me for guilt!
Fortunately, Yale XIII did not agree. He shook his head and said, "It has been like this since ancient times. He just told the truth..." He signaled Dong Geri to retreat aside, and then he continued to David Mo: "This issue involves too much, let it go for the time being."
He changed his question and asked, "I heard that you met a deceased practitioner on the way. You were seriously injured. How are you doing now?"
When he heard him mention the Uka incident, David Mo's eyes were a little dim and he whispered: "I am not seriously injured now, but I am pitiful to all the soldiers, who have been killed one after another..."
Yale XIII nodded and sighed: "The country has been in decline for thousands of years. It is precisely because of these heroic soldiers that the royal family will definitely not let them down!"
This topic is a bit heavy, and he stopped discussing it, and seemed to say inadvertently: "Why don't you go to Qiubo City? Now it is your territory. Take some time to take a look."
After he finished speaking, David Mo suddenly turned over and knelt down, and said in a deep voice: "I am just trying to report to the emperor about the fief!"
Yale XIII said curiously: "What's the matter with the fief?"
Mo David's eyes were full of sincerity and said in a deep voice: "Since entering southern Xinjiang, I have relied on the glory of the emperor, and I have achieved mere merit. The emperor does not regard me as being vulgar and humble, and is often promoted by grace. I have already burst into tears! However, the matter of fiefs is rare in ancient and modern times, and I am really worthy of my merits! I tossed and turned around and couldn't sleep at night..."
When he said this, his eyes began to turn red and he choked and said, "So I beg your Majesty to take back Cheng's life!" After that, he was almost lying on the ground, sobbing constantly.
Even though Yale XIII had already had a hard heart, after hearing his statement, he couldn't help but feel a little moved. He stood up from the chair and walked down the steps to help him up.
His eyes flashed slightly, and he pretended to reprimand: "Is there a king's land under the world? I am willing to reward you, so why do you have so many worries? Is a strong soldier crying like this?"
David Mo wiped his tears with his cuffs and bowed and said, "Your Majesty's reward is as good as you wish, but I am not worthy of such a heavy reward! If Your Majesty refuses to take back Cheng's life, I will not have stepped into Qiubo City half a step in this life!"
His eyes showed a sense of determination, as if once Yale XIII disagreed, he would rather die head-on than accept the fief.
When Yale XIII saw his appearance, she scolded: "Why are you so ungrateful? This is my painstaking effort..."
Hearing his words, David Mo felt a little dazed. He even began to suspect that maybe things might not be so bad, but now that the arrow is on the string, he had to bite the bullet and continue acting!
Fortunately, Yale XIII did not scold him for too long, and his tone gradually softened, and he said sadly: "It's also because I'm not considering it well. Everyone's words can ruin gold and destroy bones. This reward is indeed difficult for you..."
He waved his hand and said lightly: "Forget it! This time I will make an exception for you. I won't leave this hot potato in Qiu Bocheng to you!"
Seeing David Mo looking relieved, he pretended to scold, "You don't cherish such a good place in Qiubo City! If I regret it in the future, I will not give it to you again!"
He looked angry on his face, but his tone of speaking seemed to teach his children and nephews. Dong Geli, who was waiting in the study, was secretly shocked: the emperor seemed to be a little upset because of the heavy rewards two days ago, but he didn't expect that this David Mo was so clever...
David Mo quickly smiled embarrassedly and said nothing. After Yale Thirteenth asked him to leave, a few Xuezhe came out of the door and sent him out of the palace.
When his figure completely disappeared from his sight, the smile on Yale Thirteenth God's face dissipated, he looked at the stack of memorials on the table, and said coldly: "If everyone can be as sensible as him, the world will be peaceful!"
Speaking of this, he relaxed slightly, took out a memorial and handed it to Dong Geri, and said in a cold voice: "Hasaqi, Deputy Minister of Supervision, has slandered important officials of the court out of nothing! Let the Ministry of Justice immediately ask the Ministry of Justice to question someone!"
Dong Geli looked a little embarrassed and stepped forward and whispered: "Has the emperor forgotten that officials of the third rank or above must be interrogated by the Military Affairs Office before the Ministry of Justice can take the person..."
Hearing his reminder, Yale Thirteenth threw the memorial on the table, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he murmured: "I haven't touched an official of the third rank or above for many years, but I even forgot this..." (To be continued.)