Li Ye was startled, looking at Mr. Liu with a look of reluctance in his eyes.
"Uncle, there are still many things that Ye'er doesn't understand. Can you wait a few days before leaving for the North? Ye'er feels that there are still many things that he doesn't understand."
Liu Mingzhi looked at the rays of the rising sun in the east and shook his head silently again.
Subconsciously, he raised his hand to pat Li Ye's shoulder. When he saw the dragon robe on Li Ye's body, Liu Mingzhi's palm stopped in mid-air.
The child in front of him is no longer the eldest son of the emperor who was waiting for him to rescue him in Mingzhou, but the current emperor.
It is really disrespectful to pat an emperor on the shoulder.
Li Ye noticed Mr. Liu's stiff arms, chuckled, grabbed Mr. Liu's palm, and patted his thin shoulders a few times.
"Uncle, without your help, Ye'er would not be where he is today."
"You are my elder. It's okay to pat Ye'er on the shoulder. This is the queen, not in the court. If an elder pats a younger one on the shoulder, I think even the upright Mr. Xia has nothing to say when he sees you."
Liu Mingzhi came to his senses and quickly retracted his palm: "Your Majesty, I'm sorry."
Li Ye looked at Young Master Liu's uneasy expression with disappointment: "Uncle, are you just going to let Ye'er see you? After my father's great success, no one else has been so kind to Ye'er except my uncle."
"Although Ye'er is the emperor, he still knows what it means to repay kindness."
"Ye'er doesn't want a relative like my uncle to become alienated from Ye'er."
Liu Mingzhi slowly took two steps back.
"Your Majesty, the emperor must have the majesty of the emperor. You must keep these words in mind."
"Once you show your cowardice, it will encourage your ministers to be arrogant and disobedient."
"On your thin shoulders, you not only carry the expectations of the late emperor, but also the great dragon's country and country."
"This is what I said."
"After I reorganize the three armies, I will go to the north. Your Majesty, take care."
"If there is anything difficult to solve in the court, your Majesty only needs to send a letter to the minister from the golden eagle, and the minister will try his best to solve the problem for your Majesty thousands of miles away."
Li Ye stared at Liu Mingzhi blankly, and softly murmured the words "The Majesty of the Emperor."
From Li Ye's reaction, Liu Mingzhi could immediately tell that Li Ye had ascended the throne in a hurry, and that he had only been on the throne for a short period of time, so he had no clear idea of the word "emperor" in his heart.
I don't understand what the dragon chair under his butt means, and I don't understand what his current status as an emperor means.
Also, a person who has never even touched the position of prince must be a little confused when he suddenly sits on the throne.
Liu Mingzhi could only hope that with time, Li Ye would gradually understand what the throne meant to Dalong.
"Your Majesty, please do not tell others about the five volumes of national documents and the ten volumes of national policies. You must study them carefully until you destroy them and disappear when you stabilize the country."
"No more nonsense, sir."
"I excuse myself."
Li Ye nodded blankly, and upon seeing this, Liu Mingzhi straightened his robes and hurried towards the palace gate with heavy movements.
"Uncle!"
Liu Mingzhi paused, turned his neck slightly and looked behind him.
"Your Majesty, do you have any other instructions?"
"You will always be Ye'er's good uncle. Ye'er will remember your uncle's kindness for supporting him thousands of miles away and supporting Li to ascend the throne for the rest of his life. It will be unforgettable for Ye'er!"
Liu Mingzhi's heavy face suddenly revealed a slight smile, his steps were no longer so heavy, and he walked towards the door with a slight sense of relaxation.
Li Ye looked at Young Master Liu's back and breathed out gently.
Shang You's childlike eyes were complicated and touching, and no one knew what he was thinking.
The chief manager Su An came to Li Ye's side and whispered softly.
"Your Majesty, the Queen Mother has sent word that you should go to Yi'an Palace to listen to the Queen Mother's teachings."
Li Ye nodded subconsciously, then shook his head with clear eyes.
"Reply to the Imperial Grandmother and the Queen Mother. I have acquired the best state-governing skills in the world. I don't plan to go to their place too diligently in the future."
"I want to study the two volumes of wonderful books taught by my uncle without sleep and food."
Su An hesitated for a moment and looked at Li Ye hesitantly.
"Your Majesty, okay? The Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager's teachings are also for your own good. Will saying this make them sad?"
"We think it would be more appropriate for Your Majesty to take the initiative to go there and explain the whole story?"
Li Ye pondered for a moment, then turned around and walked into the imperial study room.
After a while, Li Ye held two pieces of rice paper and put them into his sleeves, waving to Su An who looked confused.
"Showing in Yi'an Palace."
"We obey the order."
"Your Majesty shows off at Yi'an Palace."
Behind Li Ye, a group of young eunuchs rushed toward Yi'an Palace, and their figures gradually disappeared into the palace garden of the Imperial Study Room.
Two figures suddenly flew down from the silent imperial study room. They were the two former chief managers, Zhou Fei and Zeng Hai.
Looking around at the direction where Li Ye disappeared, he sighed softly.
"Xiao Haizi!"
Zeng Hai on the side hurriedly bowed his body and looked at Lao Zhou respectfully.
"Ancestor, please give your orders."
Lao Zhou's old eyes were shining brightly, looking in the direction of Yi'an Palace, and gently tapping the railing on the side with his fingers.
"Xiao Anzi's mind is too active, please keep an eye on him."
"When will a domestic slave dare to make decisions for his master?"
"Have you forgotten all the instructions given by Taizu Taizong?"
"After all, he is too young and has an unstable mentality. We are afraid that he will forget his identity once he becomes powerful."
"We are not dead yet. We have served Ruizong all our lives and have always been loyal and responsible. However, we always remember one thing. We can answer your questions, but we must not interfere with your thoughts."
"We can't let Xiao Anzi destroy our sign."
"You should keep an eye on him for us. If he is agitated in any way, or if his contact with officials exceeds the limit of a chamberlain, you can go to the imperial mausoleum and let us know."
"I will personally clean up the house of the Chamberlain."
Zeng Hai was startled and nodded hurriedly.
"Children, remember the teachings of your ancestors."
Lao Zhou nodded gently, his shining eyes dimmed, and he slowly walked along the corridor towards the outside of the palace. His figure was hunched, hesitant like an old man in his dying years.
"We are going to guard Ruizong's mausoleum. You can find a way to clean up some of the troubles left by Wu Zong."
"Yes, Xiao Haizi sends my ancestors a greeting."
Lao Zhou's figure disappeared into the palace garden with the glow on his back.
Zeng Hai straightened up and glanced in the direction of Yi'an Palace, then his figure flashed and disappeared outside the palace door of the imperial study.
A cold word was left behind.
"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, I hope you can do your own thing well. If you dare to pass away and forget your identity, don't blame our ancestors for being cruel."
During the tea time, in a palace garden on the left side of the imperial study, hundreds of spies dispersed towards the outside of the palace.
Among them, the figures of seven or eight figures flying through the sky are as vague and uncertain as the figure of Monk Hui Pharaoh from the Great Huguo Temple in the Kingdom of Jin not long ago when he rescued the little cutie.
Mr. Liu, who had left the palace gate, had just turned on his horse when the Heavenly Sword in his hand began to tremble slightly.
Young Master Liu's eyes were focused, the Heavenly Sword was slightly unsheathed by two finger lengths, and he cautiously scanned the surrounding environment.
However, except for the common people coming and going, and the military guards who patrolled the streets from time to time, Young Master Liu didn't notice anything wrong.
Liu Mingzhi put away the Heavenly Sword with a confused look on his face, and rushed toward the door of his house with his horse's belly under his arm.
From time to time he looked around at the streets and murmured.
"The murderous aura is so solid, is it my imagination?"