Leng Xiao had trouble saying that, so he quickly retreated outside with a smile.
Ming Wuyou filled in two more dishes and took advantage of the time of ordering to bring the topic to the medical official camp. Yuan Hao took advantage of the situation and stopped talking about biting his mouth.
While talking about the medical official camp, his eyes rolled: "Aunt, did you propose this medical official camp to King Zhan?"
"Yes." Ming Wuyou felt very guilty now, and before he could think about it, he responded.
"Ah!" Yuan Hao shouted: "I thought it was Yun Ziheng, but I didn't expect it was my aunt. Aunt, you are too smart. This medical official camp has a good idea, and everyone in the Ministry of War is praising me."
Of course, except for the Minister of War, Duke Zhenguo.
Ming Wuyou smiled casually, "Is that true?"
"Of course yes!" Yuan Hao nodded repeatedly, "After the establishment and development of a few years, the army will not have to worry about the lack of medical officers every year."
"Aunt, you are so smart, why not join the court and become an official!"
"Forget it." Ming Wuyou smiled and said, "I'm not that piece of material."
"Aunt is so humble." Yuan Hao leaned beside Ming Wuyou and whispered to Murong Yu's darkness, "The emperor has been criticizing me recently. He only cared for a small part of it, and I'm exhausted!"
"And recently my studies are getting heavier and heavier, and I don't have to calm down every day."
"It's true, I'm still so young, the emperor wants to let go and ignore me."
"Aunt, please tell me about him!"
Ming Wuyou looked at Murong Yu silently. The latter was drinking tea slowly, and it seemed that he didn't hear Yuan Hao biting his ears.
Yuan Hao muttered again: "I think the emperor's uncle just wants to throw the hot potato of the imperial court to me, and then become a kiss and live a sweet life."
"I had known that I wouldn't have given him a marriage so early, so I'd been cheated!"
Ming Wuyou: "..."
After careful calculation, Yuan Hao is already nine years old.
In ancient society, ordinary men did not eat idle meals for ten years.
What's more, Murong Yuanhao, who was born in the royal family, died early, and had seen the rise and fall of imperial power?
Although he is naughty and funny now, he is energetic.
Two days ago, Ming Wuyou and Fu Taifu said a few words when they were in Xinglan Pavilion. Fu Taifu was vaguely satisfied with Yuan Hao.
It is enough to show that Yuan Hao is at ease.
"Aunt, aunt..." Yuan Hao dragged Ming Wuyou's arm and acted coquettishly with shameless face: "Please tell me about the emperor's uncle."
"Hmm?" Ming Wuyou came back to his senses and looked at Yuan Hao's clever face with a smile, "Your uncle is old, why do you still have the heart to let him work hard for the court?"
"Uncle, old age?" Yuan Hao stared at Murong Yu, then looked at Ming Wuyou: "Aunt, you really know how to talk lies with your eyes open."
Murong Yu went to the battlefield at the age of nine, was appointed King of Zhenbei at the age of fifteen, and returned to Beijing to serve as the Prince of Auxiliary Affairs at the age of nineteen.
Now he has been in the reign of the country for less than seven years, and no matter how he counts, he is only twenty-six years old.
Twenty-six is also called old?
Murong Yu, who was sitting aside drinking tea, also glanced at Ming Wuyou indifferently.
But I still didn't interrupt, and wanted to see why she and Yuanhao were lying.
"It's not young!" Ming Wuyou said seriously: "When the Holy Master was twenty-six years old, his eldest son was eight years old. Your uncle has not gotten married even at the age of twenty-six."
"You are the closest person to your uncle. Don't you care about his lifelong affairs?"
"Then, don't you have an aunt?" Yuan Hao said naughty.
"But, my aunt is about to be eighteen years old after the Chinese New Year, do you know?" Ming Wuyou said with a kind voice and made a reason: "Now a woman gets married at the age of fifteen, and her aunt is all old girls."
"If he doesn't marry him, I won't wait for him. Then I may not be able to find someone else to marry him in a hurry."
Yuan Hao said "ah" and quickly said, "How can that be done? Isn't the emperor's uncle skinned me like this?!"
"So." Ming Wuyou rubbed Yuan Hao's head, "It's time for him to get married and live a sweet life."
“…”
Yuan Hao had nothing to say, his lips squirmed for a while, and muttered, "Okay, okay, I understand."
He lowered his head, feeling confused and uneasy.
Recently, Murong Yu has obviously begun to gradually delegate power, and he is also present when discussing major issues.
He didn't know why the emperor was trying to help him sit on the dragon throne slowly.
At the age of nine, he has already realized what it means to be cold and cold at a high place.
That position really makes people feel chilled all over, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a heavy burden.
Can his young shoulders hold on?
He knew Murong Yu's obsession with Ming Wuyou, and was afraid that Murong Yu would become a relative, so he would inevitably be attached to the gentle land and would transfer the focus of the government to him.
It’s better to say he’s selfish, but he really wants the emperor to accompany him for a few more years.
At this moment, Ming Wuyou's gentle voice sounded, "Don't worry, if you become a kiss on your uncle or your uncle."
"Getting married will not prevent him from continuing to protect the country, the people's livelihood."
"..." Yuan Hao suddenly raised his head and stared at her in a daze: "Really?"
"certainly."
Yuan Hao looked at Murong Yu slowly again and asked with his eyes.
Murong Yu was still silent.
In his deep eyes, there were ripples that Yuan Hao could understand.
Yuan Hao's heart was tense and suddenly relieved, "I knew that the emperor was the best person to me!"
A light knock came from outside the door, and Leng Xiao’s voice sounded: “The food is here.”
"Yes." Murong Yu, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke indifferently: "Send it in."
The food was ready, Murong Yu sat between Ming Wuyou and Yuanhao. He occasionally took care of Yuanhao during dinner, but most of the time, he took care of Ming Wuyou more.
Yuan Hao bit the delicacies of mountains and seas, and looked at Murong Yu's careful care of Zhaoming Wuyou, and a thought suddenly popped up in his heart.
After the emperor and aunt got married and had children, would he still love him as much as he is now?
He has been with the Emperor's uncle for almost seven years, calling him, but in fact he is almost like a father.
Although I knew I shouldn't do this, I ate this boring jealousy.
But his heart was so sour.
He quickly lowered his head and buried all his thoughts in his heart.
His heart was filled with sorrow and bitterness.
He never thought about these things before, and he could make fun of anything without any heart.
But now I actually learned to think about everything.
Why do you think of these?
Is it because I grew up?
Why do people have to grow up? What a great thing if they are always ignorant and stupid?
Yuan Hao was extremely silent during this meal.
When the dinner was over, a layer of wisdom was covered with his childish face, "Uncle Emperor, I will go back to the palace by myself, you can send my aunt back."
"Yes." Murong Yu nodded and ordered: "Leng Xiao, follow the emperor and be sure to send him back to the palace safely. If you have any accidents, come and see him."
"yes!"
Yuan Hao got on the carriage and waved goodbye to Ming Wuyou and Murong Yu with a smile.
After walking a little further, he sat in the carriage and his smile gradually dissipated, "Uncle Leng, go to the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion first."
Leng Xiao was stunned: "But, but your highness asked the Wei-secret to send the emperor back to the palace..." This chapter has been completed!