Seeing his tough attitude, his parents sued him, and naturally, they brought this upon themselves.
Adoption means that from then on, this child belongs to someone else's family.
Besides, over the years, they have been giving you money for your retirement. Although it's not much, ten taels a month is definitely enough for an ordinary person's expenses, and they might not even be able to finish it all.
Fang Ran made no mistakes and deserves praise.
When the emperor found out, he praised him.
Fang Ran's parents then realized that this was not the kind of person they could simply abandon or ignore.
Afterwards, I remembered that I could still use my son at will.
When Mo Yan and the others arrived in the capital, not only Fang Ran came, but even Bi Ziyu came over, still calling him "Master" without a care in the world.
"Master, I miss you all so much. Let's go and have a good time."
Bi Ziyu hooked her arm around Bai Yuansi's neck, just like always.
"Senior brother, you've forgotten how to drink again."
Bai Yuansi is a lightweight; he can't even handle sweet fermented rice soup with glutinous rice balls.
"I'm sorry, I really forgot." Bi Ziyu was overjoyed; Yuan Si was so kind.
Everyone else's attitude towards him changed; they became respectful and somewhat wary.
They were afraid that he would change his attitude towards them once he became the crown prince.
Even Fang Ran said that etiquette should not be abandoned.
But clearly, they are fellow disciples, fellow disciples who went up mountains and down rivers together.
He began to miss his days in the village, which is why he didn't like being the crown prince.
"You two have had enough, hurry up and take me to eat."
Mo Yan stepped directly out of the carriage. The capital city was indeed...hot.
And they actually walked for a whole month, a full month.
This road is really not good.
"Alright, Master, let's go right now."
Bi Ziyu led them to his own restaurant and served the dishes directly.
There were ice blocks nearby to cool things down, and I instantly felt much cooler.
"How does it feel to be the Crown Prince, Ziyu?"
“No good.” Bi Ziyu immediately looked at Mo Yan with a wronged expression. “Master, I’m so tired. I have to learn everything, and they have to ask for permission for everything. I’m speechless.”
"Keep it up, I believe in you."
Oh, by the way, I've been researching something lately, remember to share it.
Mo Yan has made cement and wants to travel around, so the cement roads must be properly constructed.
Otherwise, the road conditions are too bad, affecting both speed and mood.
"Okay!" Bi Ziyu immediately agreed, since his master was capable of everything.
They chatted while eating, mostly listening to Bi Ziyu complain.
“Master, I actually think my father and mother are quite young, and they could easily give me a younger brother to inherit the throne.”
Mo Yan calmly watched him complain without offering any opinion. It's normal for a teenager with delusions of grandeur to be a little silly.
The emperor and empress, who had secretly come out from next door, looked at each other and saw a message in each other's eyes.
This son needs to be disciplined.
After the meal, Mo Yan took Bai Yuansi back to her own house.
The four-courtyard house is quite nice; it looks pretty good.
The housekeeper and Aunt Li came over first to tidy up, so it's perfect time to move in now.
The inns in the capital are already full, and there's a constant stream of examinees arriving.
So Bi Ziyu had to go back after dinner, simply because she had too many things to do.
He never expected that what he would face upon returning home would be a mixed doubles match.
The emperor and empress would take the whip and beat their own child directly; they would feel a sense of accomplishment when they did it themselves.
To put it more bluntly, if you don't discipline your own child but let someone else do it, then you're sick in the head.
How could the guards know how much force they wanted? How could they make them feel that kind of pleasure? No way.
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