Reborn as a rebellious son like a wolf

Tang Mo wanted to deal with political affairs in the palace, so he decided to carry Xiao Zhengting back to the Crouching Dragon Palace so that he could take care of him more conveniently.

In the bright main hall of Crouching Dragon Hall, Tang Mo looked at the three children standing upright in front of him. None of them were ten years old, but they inherited their father's tall stature. It seems to be jumping high.

"You have also seen the situation of your father these days. He will remain in this coma state until he recovers. You are the future princes. If something happens to your father, the new emperor will choose from among your three brothers. Pull out."

Xiao Hao frowned delicately: "Teacher, I don't want to be the emperor."

Ever since Tang Mo taught them, he asked the children to call him teacher instead.

"Why?" Tang Mo didn't need to ask, Xiao Hao was too playful, and he really wasn't suitable to be an emperor.

Xiao Fan and the seldom-spoken Xiao Ju can be cultivated well. They are smart, calm enough, and both have brains.

As Tang Mo expected, Xiao Hao shook his head vigorously, and said earnestly and firmly: "The emperor will get up before dawn."

When the emperor was exhausted, his impression from childhood was that his father was the busiest person in the whole world, whenever he saw him, he was always busy.

He doesn't want to be an emperor, he just wants to be a happy prince.

Tang Mo looked at Xiao Fan and Xiao frame: "From today onwards, you will follow me to court and deal with the affairs of the court."

Xiao Fan hesitated to speak, but finally obediently agreed.

Looking at the immature face in front of him, Tang Mo was full of thoughts.

The heavy snow in the cold winter, drifting and falling, covered the entire capital city in a sea of ​​white, covered in silver, and the earth and the sky were covered in the same color.

In the imperial study room, several confidential ministers talked about one matter, sometimes frowning, sometimes sighing, their heads tensed.

The door was slowly pushed open, and Tang Mo was pushed into the hall in a wheelchair, followed by the three Xiao Fan brothers.

Xiao Hao thought that if he showed his position, he could play on his own, but Tang Mo still asked him to come.

The reason is simple, he is still young, and he still doesn't know what he really wants.

When he grows up, he will voluntarily give up the throne. This is his choice, and he will not regret it.

If you listen to him too arbitrarily when you are young, it will cause unnecessary trouble in the future.

Wang Huaiyue led the ministers to bow respectfully: "The Regent."

Tang Mo sat under the dragon chair and looked at the ministers: "But what's the hurry?"

Wang Huaiyue stepped forward with a serious expression on his face: "The snow disaster in the north is severe, but in Liaocheng, there is a once-in-a-century avalanche. Liaocheng is like being trapped in an isolated city on a snow island. Under such circumstances, the food inside is dwindling day by day, if the deputy city lord hadn't sent someone to report it, the whole city might starve to death."

Tang Mo said coldly: "Is the snow piled deep?"

How deep the snow must be to seal the entire city.

Wang Huaiyue said: "There are three roads to get out of the city. There is snow higher than a person. Liaocheng is surrounded by mountains, and the mountains are so high that they can reach into the clouds. There is a road in the east that is not deep in snow, but it is difficult to walk. It is very slippery. , people can’t get in on foot, not to mention bulky food and goods.”

Tang Mo understood that this was really living at the bottom of the mountain nest, no wonder the whole city was buried as soon as it was buried.

He asked Wang Huaiyue to bring a topographic map, spread it on the table, and looked at the position of Liao Cheng on it, it really looked like a chicken coop.

Tang Mo was wondering if the people who built this city were mentally ill. The people in the south are pretty much the same, but you in the north? In the middle of the three high mountains, what is it if you are not waiting to be buried alive.

Tapping lightly on the table, Tang Mo said, "How long can Liaocheng's food last at most?"

"At most half a month. Fortunately, last year Liaocheng had grain storage, otherwise it wouldn't be able to last for half a month."

There are tens of thousands of people in Liaocheng, and each person needs tens of thousands of bowls of porridge every day. Fortunately, many people still have some food in their homes, but not much.

Tang Mo carefully studied the entrance and exit position of the official road above, pondered for a long time and said: "We can go in, there are soldiers in the North Wing Battalion who can ski in."

"Skiing in?" Wang Huaiyue shook her head and said firmly, "That won't work, the iron shoes are too heavy and it's inconvenient to walk."

"Who said it was that kind of iron shoe." Tang Mo picked up a piece of paper and gently folded it into a strip shape: "It is made of excellent iron, the light wings are tough, and the head is tilted up to slide, it is another skateboard. "

Minister of the Ministry of War nodded, and said seriously: "It is indeed possible. At present, only the soldiers of the Northern Wing Battalion have such skis. Soldiers carry food on their backs and slide into Liao City from the shallow snow road. It only takes two hours to go back and forth. It is not a problem to carry [-] kilograms at a time. .”

"At that time, General Zhou Hao's army will arrive, and everyone will work together to shovel the snow and restore traffic."

Tang Mo has a negative attitude towards Liao Cheng, the location of this city is really bad.

The weather in the north will snow until March next year, what if there is another avalanche?

The officials then discussed other state affairs, all of which were emergencies in various places. Tang Mo calmly proposed a plan without rushing, which convinced the ministers.

In just a few years, the Prince Regent has shown them what a genius is.

No matter which field, if you pick him up casually, there will be a solution.

Alas, they have so many ministers, all of whom are full of poems and books, and they are no match for children who have not yet reached their thirties.

In the afternoon, the chill was even colder, and Tang Mo was lonely in the imperial study, so he asked Li Shan and the others to move all the scriptures back to the Crouching Dragon Palace, and accompanied Xiao Zhengting while reviewing the scriptures.

Xiao Zhengting fell into a coma, and Wang Huaiyue and the others generally disposed of everything they could handle without authorization, and wrote down their opinions on the booklet if they couldn't, and Tang Mo just stamped a jade seal on it.

Even so, Tang Mo was also very tired. He looked here and there all day long, and it was all important things, which made him upset.

At the same time, I feel even more distressed about Xiao Zhengting, these are the jobs he has to face all year round, and they are more arduous and tiring than his current ones.

From time to time, it is necessary to check and balance the power among the courtiers. It's really a fucking inhuman thing.

The criticism made his hand holding the pen tremble. Zheng Ting has endured it for so many years.

With a sigh, let's resign to fate and read the scriptures.

The imperial guards strode over from outside, bowing respectfully; "The Regent, the Empress Dowager and Prince Zong are outside, asking to see Your Majesty."

"They're back?"

Didn't the queen mother say that she would not leave the nunnery in this life?

He must have heard that Zheng Ting had an accident and wanted to come back to make sure.

Wang Qu shook his head and said: "The Empress Dowager's complexion is extremely bad, she was forcibly stopped outside the palace by the minister."

Even His Majesty's biological mother cannot enter the emperor's bedroom casually. This is a rule and no one can break it.

"Prince Zong is here?"

"Yes, enter the palace with the Queen Mother."

"It really follows like a shadow."

He had heard from Zhengting that the Prince of the Clan was interested in the Empress Dowager when he was young.

Wang Qu asked again: "Can you let me go?"

Taking the brochure next to him, Tang Mo sneered: "Let them in, since they want to read, let them read enough."

Does the Queen Mother care about Zhengting?

Of course there are, this kind of concern is only one point at most, and the other nine points are concerned about whether her queen mother is coming to an end.

Or, something happened to Zheng Ting, and she listened to politics behind the curtain.

This woman's ambition has always been engraved in the depths of her pupils.

The Empress Dowager and Prince Zong came in, looking at Tang Mo who was sitting by the bed reviewing the papers, their eyes widened suddenly.

This bastard, is this where he should sit?

Taking a deep breath, the Empress Dowager stepped towards the threshold, looking at the unconscious Xiao Zhengting on the bed, tears streaming down her face.

"Zhengting."

Stepping forward quickly, she stretched out her hand to hug Xiao Zhengting.

Li Shan and Li Quan tacitly stopped in front of Xiao Zhengting, not allowing the Queen Mother to approach.

The Empress Dowager's eyes shone slightly, and she scolded: "What are you doing?"

Tang Mo put down the booklet in his hand, and said, "Empress Dowager, Zheng Ting has a silver needle in his brain now, if you touch him, we can't bear the consequences."

"Silver... silver needle?" The silver needle was pierced into the brain, and the queen mother exclaimed, pointing at Tang Mo and saying, "Is it you, Tang Mo, is it your fault?"

Prince Zong's eyes were dark: "Tang Mo, I think you poisoned His Majesty, and then took the opportunity to monopolize the government."

The queen mother pointed at Tang Mo with a grim expression: "Come here, arrest this thief."

As soon as she finished speaking, all the guards acted as if they hadn't heard her words, and didn't take her words seriously at all.

Prince Zong's expression was extremely ugly. He never expected that the entire Crouching Dragon Palace would be Tang Mo's people.

The Empress Dowager turned around and slapped Li Shan on the face, she couldn't hold back her anger and said: "You dog slaves are so bold that you follow outsiders to assassinate your master."

"Enough!" Seeing Li Shan being beaten, Tang Mo was furious: "Empress Dowager, if you had cared about him, what happened today would not be the case. Zheng Ting has a tumor in his brain. If you don't use this method to suppress it Well, the tumor will kill him one day. As a mother, you should run home quickly when something goes wrong. At this time, you are here to show your motherly kindness. What did you do a few years ago."

At this moment, Xiao Zhengji stepped in from the outside, eating with a handful of snacks in his hand.

Since Xiao Zhengting fell into a coma, Xiao Zhengji's mood was also not right. In order to calm him down, Tang Mo asked people to bring many snacks from outside every day to coax his mouth.

The Empress Dowager looked at Xiao Zhengji who was approaching, her pupils widened by that familiar face, trembling occupied her senses, and she backed away unconsciously.

This is. .This is her other son, the one she personally poisoned but did not kill.

he. .He has grown so tall.

Xiao Zhengji ignored the queen mother, looked at Tang Mo, and grinned: "Ah Mo, is brother awake?"

"Never." Tang Mo shook his head, pampering him to straighten his somewhat messy cuffs: "Eat more, when my brother wakes up and sees Zhengji fat and fat, he will definitely be happy."

Xiao Zhengji nodded obediently, kept chewing the nuts in his mouth, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will eat well, and I won't make trouble. My brother doesn't like too much noise, and I don't make too much noise. I eat and sleep obediently every day."

After finishing speaking, he also took out a handful and put it in front of Tang Mo's table, letting him eat it while it was hot.

Looking sideways at the astonished Empress Dowager, Xiao Zhengji looked at this woman's face with inexplicable horror in his heart, and his breathing was a little short of breath.

"Brother." Tang Mo was afraid that when he saw the Queen Mother, he would think of something he shouldn't have thought of: "Look for the Four Treasures, it's time for get out of class to end."

"Okay, okay." Xiao Zhengji hugged the fruit in his arms tightly, and walked away briskly.

Tang Mo saw the Queen Mother's expression in his eyes, and sneered: "Madam, why Zhengji changed like this, I believe you are clear about it."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I don't know anything." The queen mother tightly held the silk handkerchief in her hand, and glared at Tang Mo: "Tang Mo, you have taken over Chao Gang and are ambitious. Since I'm back, I won't let you succeed."

After taking a deep look at Xiao Zhengting, the Queen Mother left quickly, and the Prince Zong behind her snorted coldly, and followed her out of Crouching Dragon Hall.