Chapter 159: The Imperial Household Chief Eunuch Mo Chi and Shang Jinzhi are Conferred the Title of Crown Prince

Mo Yan half-knelt on the ground and massaged his godfather's legs. With red eyes, he said, "Godfather took such a big risk for his son's future. What's the point of his son just looking for a few prescriptions?"

Mo Lu looked at the person in front of him and couldn't help but think of that snowy afternoon.

When Emperor Renhe ascended the throne not long ago, he was not yet a close attendant to His Majesty, but only an eighth-rank attendant guarding the palace gate.

When his shift was over that day, he wanted to get back to the cell quickly in the snow and wind to warm himself, so he found a shortcut. Now he thought that maybe everything was arranged by God.

At that time, Mo Yan had just been sent to the palace and his job was to sweep the garden. The nine-year-old boy was not even as tall as a broom, and he had to use all his strength to swing the broom in the wind and snow.

Just because Miss Wen, who was entering the palace to pay homage to the Empress Dowager, passed by the Yu Garden and her shoes were stained with snowflakes, she ordered someone to beat Mo Yan, who was standing beside her, half to death.

Mo Lu happened to see this scene while taking a shortcut, and quickly knelt on the ground without daring to raise his head. It was no longer a secret that this young lady from the Wen family would enter the palace to accompany His Majesty.

How dare these rootless and lowly people touch the heads of these nobles?

Seeing that the eunuch who was being beaten was breathing more than breathing in, and just at this moment the Empress went to pay her respects to the Queen Mother and saw this scene, Miss Wen angrily ordered them to stop the beating.

After everyone left, only the little eunuch was left lying on the green bricks, moaning softly. Mo Lu didn't want to get into trouble. In this cannibalistic palace, sympathy was the most unacceptable thing.

At this time, two eunuchs came over and lifted up the young eunuch and hurried away, cursing: "You unlucky thing, you caused us to not get the reward, you should be eaten by wild dogs."

The two men passed by Mo Lu and shut their mouths knowingly when they saw his badge. Although he was only an eighth-rank eunuch, the palace gate he was guarding was the emperor's bedroom after all, which made him different from those eunuchs who had not seen the emperor for many years.

Mo Ju, who was about to leave, stopped and looked down at the hem of his robe, where a hand was holding tightly and refusing to let go.

The two eunuchs also stopped and were about to come over to pull the thing, but were persuaded by Mo Lu to stop.

"My two brothers, it's so cold that people are shivering. You've worked hard. I have a few pieces of silver that His Majesty gave me as a reward. I'll buy you some wine with it. I'll take care of this small groceries for you."

The two eunuchs looked at each other, loosened their grip on the young eunuch's hand, and took the silver with a smile, "Then I'll leave this unfortunate guy to you to deal with, and we two brothers will take some time off."

Mo Lu looked down at the boy who was still tugging at his clothes and complained in a low voice: "If you hadn't called me dad, I wouldn't bother to talk to you." Although he said it fiercely, his hands were very gentle.

That’s right, when he tried to pry the little eunuch’s hands open just now, what he heard was a vague mumbling: “Dad, don’t go.”

Mo Lu thought that he was a rootless person with no relatives or friends, and he didn't know when he would die silently in this cannibalistic palace. All he wanted was to have someone to collect his body after his death.

But even if you raise a kitten or a puppy, you will fall in love with it, let alone a living person. Mo Lu sighed in his heart as he looked at the person half-kneeling in front of him.

"But His Highness asked you to deliver a message?"

Mo Yan stood up with the help of his godfather, half-sitting on a small stool beside him, and then replied softly: "Godfather is right. Your Highness can't bear to see Your Majesty suffer from a headache, so you told your godfather not to keep him there any longer."

Mo Lu paused in rubbing his knees, then nodded and said, "It seems like things are really going to change today. My knees are hurting again."

Mo Yan knew that there was a deeper meaning behind what his godfather said about the change in the world, but if the world didn't change, how could they survive? He could not forget the afternoon when Concubine Zhen had someone beat him until he was only left with one breath, and he also could not forget the snowy night when Duke Wei punished his godfather by making him kneel in the snow for three hours.

Three days later, a group of eunuchs hurriedly ran towards the inner city. The people around did not dare to approach and could only watch from afar, wondering what had happened.

Mo Yan held the imperial edict in his hand and looked up at the plaque above. On it were the four neat characters "Xuanping Marquis Mansion". It was said that the old marquis was also a decisive man and he earned the title of marquis through hard work.

Who would have thought that after a night of battle, the incompetent eldest son would run the Marquisate in such a state of decline. But now, with the attention of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, I think the Marquisate will rise again.

While Mo Yan was thinking deeply, the door of the mansion opened wide, and Xuanping Hou and his family hurried out to greet him. Because the mansion no longer had a say in the court, and Xuanping Hou was just a leisurely position in the camp, the people in the mansion were very panicked when they learned that there was an imperial edict.

Xuanping Hou had seen Mo Yan at the palace banquet and knew that he was someone close to His Majesty. He took two steps forward, bowed and smiled, saying, "I wonder what His Majesty wants you to come here for?"

Mo Yan looked at the flattering Xuanping Marquis. Although he was disdainful in his heart, he still bowed and said with a smile: "I would like to congratulate the Marquis first. I wonder where the eldest son of the mansion is?"

Although Marquis Xuanping has no talent, he is still able to listen and recognize pronunciation. It seems that this is not a happy event for the Marquis's family today, but probably a happy event for his wicked son.

Shang Jinzhi stepped forward and bowed, "Jinzhi is here, I wonder what your majesty wants?"

Mo Yan looked at the young man standing there calmly, nodded silently in his heart, and the smile on his face became more genuine.

"Don't worry, sir. This is a happy event. Shang Jinzhi received the order—"

Although Shang Jinzhi was full of doubts, he still straightened his clothes, knelt on the ground, and listened with his head down.

"The Emperor, in compliance with the Will of Heaven, proclaims: Shang Jinzhi, son of Marquis Xuanping, I have heard that you have a talent for both ancient and modern knowledge, and the ability to plan and strategize... you are filial, fraternal, loyal, and have noble character, so I appoint you as the heir apparent of Marquis Xuanping and grant you the position of a secretary in the Ministry of Revenue."

Not to mention how shocked Marquis Xuanping was and how angry his wife was, Shang Jinzhi knew at this moment that this decree did not come from Your Majesty.

Mo Yan smiled and helped Shang Jinzhi up, saying earnestly: "Congratulations, Prince. This is the first decree issued by the Crown Prince after he assumed control of the country. I guess you hold a special place in His Highness' heart."

Shang Jinzhi lowered his head and smiled bitterly, but kept saying he didn't dare. Mo Yan stepped forward and whispered, "Sir, can I have a word with you?"

Mo Yan waved away the eunuch, and the monk Jinzhi walked to the side of the stone lion in the marquis's mansion, and then handed the letter and a token in his arms to the other party.

"This is the task that His Highness has arranged for the prince. In addition, His Highness asked me to pass on a message."

Shang Jinzhi put away the letter and token, then said solemnly: "Please speak, eunuch."

"His Highness said that Master Huifeng's talent is in the universe, and he should not be blinded by hatred and confine himself to the inner chamber."

Shang Jinzhi thanked him calmly, but the trembling in his eyes and the trembling of his fingertips revealed that he was not as calm as he looked.