After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

"This old minister and Prince Mo were once a master and disciple. He will be a man in May. This old minister flattered His Highness and gave him a courtesy name."

Shen Jinmo was locked up in the deep palace for three months before being released from the palace. All the powerful people in Luoan City who had a bit of brains had an estimate of Shen Jinmo's future.

Xia Hong put the letter down and asked, "Do Pingnan and Wu'an Hou know about this?"

Without flattery, Wu Cixiu respectfully stated the established facts: "The Emperor should make the decision on matters concerning His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

His fingers fell on the ink on the paper. After a moment of silence, Xia Hong's face was tinged with smiles: "What do you mean by the word 'Wang Heng'?"

"Don't forget your own heart when you are a person, and judge others by yourself when you act."

"I hope that Your Highness will follow the right path and take the correct path."

The courtesy names of children from aristocratic families all express the sincere love of the elders for the younger generation, and the same is true for Shen Jinmo's courtesy name.

Xia Hong sat on the dragon throne and looked at Wu Cixiu. The emperor's majesty enveloped the golden palace. Wu Cixiu stood there upright. Xia Hong's lips curled slightly, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Of course Xia Hong knew that everything he had prepared for Shen Jinmo was neither the right path nor the right way in Wu Cixiu's eyes.

But serving Xia Hong is the greatest way and destiny for the people of this world.

"What the Grand Tutor said is also what I think in my heart." This sentence was not an agreement, but a casual perfunctory response.

For some reason, Xia Hong didn't want to agree too easily.

"I heard that the Grand Master has been teaching Xie Nanxing calligraphy recently?"

There was nothing Xia Hong didn't know about Luo An's affairs. It was just a matter of whether Xia Hong wanted to reveal it to others or not.

"I have never seen anyone whose handwriting is so ugly in my life. I feel pity for him for a moment." Wu Cixiu shook his head slightly with a smile on his face, and he did not hide his liking for Xie Nanxing.

"That child is also a person who can persevere. Even though his health is so poor, he has never been absent for a single day."

Xia Hong also smiled and said, "Taifu, what do you think of Xie Nanxing being the ninth prince's study companion?"

"The Ninth Prince is young and talented, Xie Nanxing grew up in the countryside, Xun Zhan is even more unkempt, and because of the secrets of the past, no one in the court dares to get close to the Ninth Prince."

"If he confronts others, the Ninth Prince has little chance of winning."

"How dare you." He rebuked them calmly, and people inside and outside the Golden Palace knelt on the ground, "Is this what I am asking about?"

"This old minister knows his crime."

After saying this, he didn't say anything else, because he knew that Xia Hong was asking about the matter of succession to the kingdom.

With a tap of the folding fan in his hand, Wu Cixiu lifted the black cloth covering the imperial power, revealing the royal family of the emperor, without father and son, brothers, or husband and wife.

"Taifu has always been like this. He loves the people of this world more than fame, wealth and his own life."

"Only the Grand Master dares to talk about the succession of the throne in front of me."

Wu Cixiu bowed respectfully, waiting for the person on the throne to make the decision.

"I approve of this courtesy name." Xia Hong put down the folding fan in his hand and said, "Taifu, after you give me this courtesy name, please go to Zhongqing Mountain."

"Old minister, I obey."

After Wu Cixiu left, the palace maids and eunuchs inside and outside the Golden Palace were still kneeling on the ground. Xia Hong stood up, supported by the dragon throne, and walked out of the palace.

The sun sets in the west, as the vast expanse of rivers and mountains continues. Today’s sun sets, and tomorrow a new sun will rise.

Even if he were the emperor, Xia Hong could not live forever.

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Shen Jinmo, wearing a black robe with narrow sleeves, armor, and a seventh-rank guard uniform, followed Tian Ding as he patrolled the city.

At first glance, no one would think that Shen Jinmo was a guard. With his appearance and aura, he looked like a master.

There is nothing special about the job of patrolling the city. It is just to go around various places in the capital and deal with those trivial matters that can be handled. When you see the rich and powerful people who you can't afford to offend, you just hide aside and pretend you didn't see them.

If they meet a distinguished person who looks familiar, these guards can stand beside the nobleman with blades in hand to protect him.

"Brother Jinmo, does your family have a backer?"

Tian Ding felt that Shen Jinmo had the appearance of someone with a strong backing, but there was really no one among the high-ranking officials in the Imperial Guards Department who did not like to show off their family background.

If there really is such a person with both patience and background, he would not have fallen to the point of working for the Imperial Guard.

Knowing that Shen Jinmo would not answer, Tian Ding asked himself and answered: "Of course not. If he had a backer, how could he be reduced to patrolling the city with us?"

The more he thought about it, the more he thought about it. Tian Ding smiled mockingly, "You are only a seventh-rank official, just like me who paid for my position. Did you use your beauty to hook up with some rich lady?"

"You are noisy."

The daily patrols in the city were already very noisy with people coming and going, and with the chattering Tian Ding around, it was really difficult for Shen Jinmo, who would tense up at the slightest sign of trouble, to adapt.

Tian Ding didn't care. Although Shen Jinmo always disliked his noise, he had never hit him except ignoring him.

If he doesn't take action, one possibility is that Shen Jinmo's family background is not as good as Tian Ding's, and the other possibility is that he is not as capable as Tian Ding.

Tian Ding hopes for the latter, because Tian Ding is a person who hopes to make a name for himself through his own efforts.

"If you have good parents, you can be like those young masters, go out and have fun after reporting for duty, and you can still get your monthly salary as usual."

"That kind of life is what people live for."

With Tian Ding's complaints being different every day, today's city patrol is coming to an end.

As soon as Shen Jinmo returned to the Guard Department, he began to exchange tokens and finish the handover.

The captain of Team Six, who was originally going to hand over the task to Tian Ding, walked up to Tian Ding, patted him on the shoulder and pointed in the direction of the lake.

"Captain Tian, ​​our Master Tan wants to take us out for a drink, so your team 10 will continue to be on duty for the next two hours."

All the teams before the Tenth Team of the Imperial Guard Division were composed of children of nobles, people that Tian Ding and the guards in his team could not afford to offend.

Tian Ding was used to being exploited, and although he felt uncomfortable, he nodded and agreed.

Shen Jinmo had no intention of seeking justice for anyone. He just changed his clothes and walked straight out the door.

Xie Nanxing was resting today, and the big characters had just been finished at this time. Shen Jinmo could rush back and send Xie Nanxing to the Taifu Mansion.

"Hey, you can't leave." She stretched out her hand to stop the unsociable man. Although she was asking for help, she acted bossy and said, "Didn't you hear that our Mr. Tan has other plans?"

Shen Jinmo raised his foot and kicked, and the guard who tried to stop him retreated several meters and fell in front of the pool.

He strode forward and stepped on the guards: "Don't seek death in front of me."

Tan Shui is a very arrogant person in the Guard Department, and no one has ever dared to challenge him in public.

People live for a breath, Buddhas fight for a stick of incense. If the lake loses this person today, he will become a laughing stock among the children of nobles tomorrow.

He immediately clenched his fist, took out the dagger from his waist, and wanted to kill Shen Jinmo: "Where did you come from, little bastard, do you know who I am?"