Chapter 637: Every country has its own laws, every family has its own rules

Emperor Xuande's expression grew increasingly grim. He said "OK" three times, then looked at Dehai and ordered, "Go and call the girl from the Song family.

I want to see what kind of magic potion she has given Xiaowu to make my son obey her so obediently. "

Mo Jinchuan frowned, "If you are angry, just vent it on me. Why make things difficult for Xier?"

Emperor Xuande could not help but snort coldly, "You keep calling me Xier, look at how useless you are.

Dai Qiu always says that you are most like me, but when I was young, I was not as cowardly as you."

Mo Jinchuan only said respectfully: "It is your son who has brought shame to your father."

Emperor Xuande: “…”

If it weren't for the fact that this face was obviously his own, he really wanted to drag the man out and give him thirty lashes.

Otherwise, he would be pissed to death by this bastard sooner or later.

Observing the changes in the father and son's expressions, Dehai stepped forward and said with an apologetic smile, "Your Majesty, calm down. The prince didn't mean to hide this from you."

As he spoke, he looked at Mo Jinchuan and asked with a smile, "Has the prince sent anyone to investigate the border town?"

Mo Jinchuan nodded, but did not speak directly.

Dehai wisely dismissed everyone and was about to leave when Emperor Xuande said quietly, "Stay and listen. It's not some shameful secret."

"This..." De Hai looked embarrassed.

He wanted to listen, but when serving in front of the emperor, it was a big taboo to not control his mouth and ears.

If things go wrong, I might die here.

Even though he is a eunuch and destined to have no descendants to inherit his family business, he also hopes to live a long life, right?

Emperor Xuande glanced at him and said coldly, "If you don't want to listen, get out."

Hearing this, Dehai hurriedly smiled and said, "I will go prepare dinner for His Majesty and the Prince."

Emperor Xuande waved his hands and scolded him with a smile, "Old fox."

When Dehai heard this, he knew that he had made the right choice.

The next words were definitely not what he should hear.

After leaving the imperial study, Dehai immediately ordered the eunuch beside him, "Hurry up and tell the Empress that His Royal Highness Prince Jin will be accompanying His Majesty for dinner tonight.

If we play a few more rounds of poker, I might not be able to come in tonight."

The young eunuch asked tentatively, "Godfather, what if the Empress asks anything else?"

Dehai glanced at him and said coldly, "What did my family tell you before?"

The young eunuch shuddered and whispered, "Ask less and do more, and be mute."

Dehai nodded with satisfaction and said meaningfully, "Go quickly and have someone run to the imperial kitchen to prepare a few more dishes that Prince Jin likes to eat."

He paused, then added, "Remember, you must have the Four Happiness Meatballs."

The young eunuch hesitated and said, "Godfather, didn't Doctor Qi say the other day that Your Majesty needed a lighter diet for the next two days? Aren't the Four Happiness Meatballs a bit too greasy?"

He also served in the imperial court for a period of time and was able to understand some of the emperor's preferences.

I can't say anything about other dishes, but as long as this Four Happiness Meatballs appears on the table, His Majesty will definitely pick up his chopsticks.

Dehai snorted and asked, "Who told you that this dish is for eating?"

Upon hearing this, the young eunuch's eyes became even more confused.

Guessing it was still early, Dehai turned his head to look towards the palace gate and said quietly, "Before His Royal Highness Prince Jin left the palace to join the army, his favorite dish was this Four Joys Meatball.

Unfortunately, he never touched this dish again after that.”

According to folk belief, Four Happiness Meatballs symbolize reunion and family happiness, and often appear on the New Year's Eve dinner table.

We all share the food together, hoping that our relatives and friends will be healthy and can sit together to have a reunion dinner every year.

That year, the former crown prince and the fourth prince were assassinated at the same time. He lost his most respected elder brother and his beloved younger brother.

For him, there will be no reunion in the future.

But for Emperor Xuande, this dish became his comfort when he missed his son.

As an emperor, he cannot show his emotions, nor can he let others easily see his weaknesses.

But this little hobby is harmless.

Not to mention, his preference for Mo Jinchuan is known to everyone in Da'an.

The young eunuch suddenly understood, and the admiration in his eyes seemed to overflow.

Dehai smiled and shook his head, "You, be smarter from now on, and pretend to be confused when you can.

Sometimes, understanding too much about something only leads to trouble."

Hearing him say this, the young eunuch couldn't help but ask: "Godfather, you let your son pretend to be confused, but why are you doing this again?"

"Why do you have to meddle in other people's business?"

Seeing the young eunuch nod, Dehai's smile faded slightly, and he said meaningfully: "My family is different from you."

They, the little ones, only need to serve their master well. They don’t need to worry about other things, and it is not their turn to worry about them.

But he is different.

He sincerely hopes that Emperor Xuande and his family will be well.

I don’t want to see the scene of the elderly sending off the young again.

Both he and His Majesty are old and can't bear it.

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Imperial study.

Emperor Xuande leaned back in his chair, looking exhausted.

After a while, he asked in a deep voice, "Xiao Wu, how confident are you about this?"

Mo Jinchuan: "100%."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Xuande's face looked even more tired.

He knew his son well. He was not the kind of arrogant person who would say such words unless he was absolutely sure.

The reason why it has been delayed is probably because the evidence has not been fully collected.

Given his personality, he would either endure it silently or strike directly at the opponent's throat, leaving no room for retaliation.

I really don’t know who I took after.

Emperor Xuande sighed softly, "Xiaowu, how do you plan to deal with this matter?"

Mo Jinchuan raised his eyes to look at him and said in a cold voice: "A country has its own laws, and a family has its own rules."

With just one sentence, Emperor Xuande's intention to make peace was completely blocked.

He was a little annoyed and said with a gloomy face: "I know that you have always been clear about gratitude and resentment, but this matter is of great importance and may even hurt the reputation of the royal family.

Xiaowu, you should at least consider me."

Without waiting for Mo Jinchuan to speak, he continued, "They treat the law as nothing. Even if you don't say anything, I will never tolerate it."

Mo Jinchuan asked coldly, "How does Father plan to deal with this?"

Emperor Xuande's expression suddenly darkened. "Are you questioning me?"

"I dare not."

"Don't dare?" Emperor Xuande sneered, "You are so bold as to force me to punish the court officials. What else do you dare not do?"

Mo Jinchuan lifted his robe and knelt down, saying respectfully, "Father, please calm down. I have absolutely no such intention."

Emperor Xuande: "Then tell me, what do you mean?"

Thinking of something, his face darkened even more. He waved his hand and said, "Alright, stop talking. I don't want to hear it."

Mo Jinchuan raised his eyes and looked at him, his thin lips moving slightly: "Forgive my son for being rude."

He had to say this today.

Emperor Xuande's face suddenly darkened. He grabbed the teacup beside him and threw it at him fiercely, shouting, "You bastard! Are you trying to piss me off to death?"

Mo Jinchuan didn't dodge or evade, and the teacup hit his forehead, causing blood to gushed out immediately.

Emperor Xuande was so angry that veins bulged on his forehead. He gritted his teeth and said angrily, "For Song Yanxi, you don't even want your life?"