In the book, the princess of the fallen country saved the country by eating melons

[Also, don't think that just because you are so tall, others are as tall as you.

Father is a head taller than you, and he has already seen what you are hiding behind your back.]

System: [My little master, this is the result of wearing height-increasing insoles]

Mo Sheng twitched his lips and buried his head in his father's arms, unable to bear to look at it.

[In this case, he is only 2cm taller than the square root of 2]

[Alas, we all grew up together, why did he die halfway through his growth?]

[I don't know whether it is the influence of his mother's genes or his father's genes]

Mo Sheng really couldn't bear to expose the fact that the virtuous king was not very tall.

I also want to hide something behind my back.

Is it really like when others can't see it?

Mo Jinyi had a sluggish face, but nodded silently in his heart.

Compared with his other brothers, the wise king was indeed a little shorter.

It is most likely that he was influenced by his father.

After all, the virtuous king did not inherit any of his father's virtues, but instead inherited all of his shortcomings.

Although he also didn't know what advantages his father had.

Mo Jinyi had a gentle smile on his face, looked at the virtuous king with a look of surprise, and gestured to the virtuous king to give him the robe.

"Really? Is this the birthday gift that the wise king prepared for me this year?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, this is the gift I prepared for Your Majesty."

The virtuous king was heartbroken and handed the robe in his hand to Mo Jinyi reluctantly. At the same time, he led Mo Jinyi and Mo Sheng to sit at the table in the yard. He smiled and said to Mo Jinyi.

"But the real Longevity Festival is still a long way off, how could the wise king have already prepared it?"

Mo Jinyi handed Mo Sheng to Li Desheng, flipped through the clothes in his hands curiously, and asked casually.

"Haha, it's better to be prepared. I'll prepare early so I won't be in a hurry to make mistakes.

Besides, this is the only talent I have, and I have to use it for your majesty."

The wise king laughed it off, looking embarrassed.

"But I haven't finished embroidering it yet. How about waiting for me to finish it and then send it to you?"

"Oh, that's not right, my wise king. Why is your name on it?"

Mo Jinyi casually pointed out the name Mo Jinxuan embroidered on the dragon robe to the wise king.

"This... this... oh... this is a mark on the embroidery, which means that this piece of work was embroidered by me. All the famous embroiderers in the world will do the same."

The wise king was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and tried hard to make amends for himself.

[Embroiderers embroider their own unique logo on their works in a hidden way, and they also embroider it in a way that is harmonious with the work]

[Who else would embroider their name on it as casually as you do?]

[I'm not as stupid as you, not even caring about my life]

[Uncle Xian Wang, you can't even think of a decent excuse. You really treat my father like a fool.]

Mo Sheng leaned obediently in Li Gongdesheng's arms, listening to the idiotic excuses that the wise king made.

Even she knew it, how could her father not hear it?

Mo Jinyi was still smiling.

Why did Sheng'er start to frame him again while talking?

"I see. It seems that I have misunderstood the wise king."

"Haha, yes, yes, if I hadn't wanted to give Your Majesty a robe I made myself on Your Majesty's birthday, why would I have embroidered a dragon robe privately?

Your Majesty, you know that I am timid. Even if you give me a hundred courages, I will not dare to have second thoughts. I am loyal to Your Majesty."

The wise king said this with a slightly aggrieved tone, while expressing his loyalty.

[I sincerely want to remove you, my father, from power]

The wise king thought that after saying this, his situation would be settled.

Unexpectedly, Mo Jinyi's face turned cold and he changed the subject.

"Really? But the evidence I found is not like that. Your Majesty, you are not going to say that the evidence I gave you is also unjust."

Mo Jinyi placed the evidence handed over by Li Desheng in front of the King.

Motioned for him to take a good look.

When the wise king opened the evidence, he broke out in a cold sweat.

It clearly records a series of things he has done over the years.

He protected his nephew from abducting a woman and even killed his family to silence them.

Embezzle money.

He condoned his subordinates in selling illegal salt and illegal minerals, reselling weapons, etc.

And there was the last time when he deliberately slowed down the rescue work for the flood in Shuozhou in order to devour the troops.

Including the matter of the dragon robe and the fact that he ordered someone to assassinate the prince.

Check it clearly.

After reading.

There were only two words left in the wise king's mind: It's over.

He leaned back weakly in his chair.

I know that Your Majesty would not come to the temple unless there is something important.

"I admit these things. I just want to ask Your Majesty not to implicate other people in the palace."

The virtuous king looked at Mo Jinyi with a hint of pleading, hoping that he would soften his heart because of their many years of brotherhood.

"Good King, don't take your chances. You know the outcome, don't you?"

Mo Jinyi looked at him expressionlessly and said.

"Come here, the evidence is irrefutable that the virtuous king is plotting a rebellion. Imprison all the people in the virtuous king's mansion. The virtuous king shall execute them, and the rest shall be exiled three thousand miles away."

The virtuous prince sat in his seat in a daze, watching the people in the virtuous prince's mansion being taken away one by one.

Finally it was the turn of the wise king himself.

"Your Majesty, this throne was originally intended for me by my father, so what's wrong with me taking it back now?

My father doted on me so much back then, and he brought me along to teach me personally. I don’t think I’m any worse than you in being an emperor.”

The virtuous king was captured and trembled with fear.

With a face full of resentment, he looked at Mo Jinyi, who was sitting there elegantly holding a child and exuding an imperial aura.

growled.

[Don't make a fuss, okay? Why don't you look in the mirror and see what kind of person you are now? It's really over when Beiyun is handed over to you. You are like a bat sticking chicken feathers. What kind of bird are you? ]

Mo Sheng was almost falling asleep when he was awakened by the sudden words of the wise king.

He rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Mo Jinyi looked down and saw it, and was almost overwhelmed by Mo Sheng’s cute appearance.

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. I won both times. My wise king, you don't have a third chance this time."

Mo Jinyi turned his head and looked at the virtuous king indifferently, and said in a deep voice.

"Take it away."

Then he sat in a chair and watched the wise king being taken further and further away.

I sighed inwardly.

No matter how bad the relationship is, we are still blood relatives after all.

[Father, you are not sad, are you?]

"Sheng'er, I have so many brothers, but only one wise king stays with me in the capital. Now he...ah..."

Mo Jinyi stood up and walked out while holding Mo Sheng, speaking.

[Father, you have been an emperor for so many years, shouldn’t your heart be as firm as a rock?]

[Also, you think that only brothers are your relatives, right? Don’t you have sisters or a mother?]

[And your children, if that person is not your blood relative, please speak up.]

Mo Sheng listened to his father's sadness, glanced at him silently, turned his head and buried himself in Mo Jinyi's arms.

Pretending to not understand anything, he complained madly in his mind.

Mo Jinyi was so angry that he laughed when he saw Mo Sheng's actions.

This heartless little guy had such a strange way of comforting him.

He shook his head, turned to take a look at the last prosperity in Prince Xian's Mansion, then walked out of Prince Xian's Mansion holding Mo Sheng.

All the sadness and loss disappeared as the door of Prince Xian’s Mansion closed.

[Hmm? The skinny old man in a Taoist robe who was just taken out is the aide of the virtuous king? I don’t know if he is blind or the virtuous king is good at deceiving people, but the two sides hit it off immediately.]

Mo Sheng was a little confused when he saw an old man in Taoist robes and with a handsome and elegant temperament being caught by the Yulin Army and lined up to be put into the prison van.