Reborn as a rebellious son like a wolf

From that day on, Xiao frame was often seen going in the imperial study room. The officials were surprised at the beginning and gradually got used to it later, knowing very well that the third prince might have won the favor of the emperor.

Just after the morning court, Tang Mo followed Xiao Zhengting and was about to return to the imperial study, when he saw Tang Chang calling himself under a pillar not far away.

Smiling faintly, Tang Chang must be looking for something when he comes here at this time, so he wants to see what kind of moth this good father is doing.

Seeing him stop, Xiao Zhengting asked, "What's the matter?"

"Zhengting goes back first, father seems to be looking for me."

Tang Mo nodded at him, turned around and walked up the corridor, Xiao Zhengting behind him led Li Shan and others to leave.

Tang Mo came in front of Tang Chang and bowed, "What's the matter, father?"

Tang Chang looked at his son who hadn't seen him for a few days but became more and more upright, and was satisfied in his heart. Sure enough, the child has improved.

At this moment, he saw that Tang Mo's hair was very pleasing to the eye: "I came here today for my father, I want you to go back to the lower mansion in a few days, your mother's birthday, you should go back anyway, just put on a show, since she grew up At least for the sake of not hurting you."

Tang Chang thought that his son might know that his wife had deliberately flattered and killed him since he was a child, so it was normal for him to feel estranged and resent his aunt.

Tang Mo almost burst out laughing when he heard this, he didn't hurt him, so why is he here?

He believed that when he went back to the Wang family this time, there would be other tricks waiting for him. This would be better, life would be smooth, and he would meet his stepmother when he went back.

"Father, don't worry, I know."

"Yeah." Stroking his beard, Tang Chang said: "One more thing, you will have the coronation ceremony in the second half of the year, and your marriage should be settled for you at that time, this time there will be many noble girls coming, you are much calmer now In the past, things in the town would not leak out, you must take good care of your time with His Majesty, and your status will naturally increase with the emperor's favor, and you will be able to talk about marriage in the future."

If the son marries well, it will be of great benefit to his career.

He was not pleasing to the eye in the past, but now he is becoming more and more promising. Tang Chang wished that he would marry a princess and go home.

"Father, don't worry, Your Majesty has treated me very well. If there is nothing wrong, I will leave first. I am used to serving Your Majesty these days, and he cannot do without me."

"Okay, let's go."

Tang Mo nodded, and the moment he turned around, the smile on his face suddenly became vicious like a wolf, making people shudder.

When Tang Mo returned to the imperial study, he saw the Imperial Physician Chen there, and what he was talking about was exactly about Concubine Chun's miscarriage, and it hurt so badly that he might not be able to conceive another child.

Xiao Zhengting had no expression on his face, and said coldly: "It's fine if you don't die."

Imperial Physician Chen didn't dare to say anything else, so he hurriedly bowed and withdrew.

Seeing Tang Mo come back, the coldness in Xiao Zhengting's eyes suddenly disappeared, and his tone was a little gentle: "Mo, how did you say?"

Tang Mo sat down casually, and said with a smile: "What else is there, say it's my stepmother's birthday, let me go back once. I'm afraid that woman will come up with something again, I'm very interested, what will happen that day."

If Mrs. Wang dared to stretch out her claws, he would cut her off directly. If it weren't for the two maids with strong martial arts beside her, and he had just arrived in the capital, he would have eliminated Mrs. Wang long ago.

Xiao Zhengting grew up in the palace, and he is very clear about the viciousness of women: "If you don't want to go back, forget it."

Shaking his head, Tang Mo smiled and said, "I want to go back, I have to let my mother see how powerful my son is."

Otherwise, how could he be worthy of his father risking the possibility of being blamed by Xiao Zhengting to find him.

Xiao Zhengting took out a letter from a folder and handed it to him: "A letter from Zhou Hao to you."

Tang Mo accepted it in surprise, Zhou Hao is the real patron saint of the original owner Tang Mo, holding a lot of power, if not for the previous things, even the Wang family would not be able to kill the original owner.

When I opened the letter, the vigorous and powerful characters ran across the paper, and there were only a few sentences, asking him if he was doing well?Did Mrs. Wang make things difficult for him?If he opened his mouth, he would vent his anger on him.

His words and deeds were full of concern and worry, which showed that Zhou Hao really treated Tang Mo very well.

Alas, if Tang Mo had been raised under Zhou Hao's knees since he was a child, he probably wouldn't have developed such a virtue and died in Huangquan.

Folding the letter and putting it away, Tang Mo said, "I'll write him back."

He cared so much about himself, he naturally wanted to write back to thank him, and told him that everything was at ease in Kyoto now.

Seeing him nodding his head, Tang Mo sat down on the small table below, and unfolded the paper to reply to the letter. He had learned calligraphy in his previous life, and his handwriting was not very good, but it was not too unsightly.

But he didn't want his handwriting to be unsightly in Xiao Zhengting's eyes because it was a compliment to him, twisted and extremely ugly.

By his side, how could the font be so bad.

Xiao Zhengting said slowly: "Starting from today, Mo will practice calligraphy for an hour every day, it's too ugly."

"What?" Tang Mo raised his head and looked at the seriousness in his eyes, suddenly felt like a thunderbolt, extremely stupid.

An hour is two hours, he. .He just replied a letter, why did he get an assignment?

Xiao Zhengting looked at his frowning look, and thought it was really cute: "The words are too ugly."

Tang Mo rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "You expect a person who has not been to school to be able to write some good calligraphy. Regardless of my high level of education, I learned it from reading wild books. impotent."

"Don't worry, with me here, Mo's handwriting will get better and better."

Tang Mo caught the seriousness in his eyes, and was speechless for a moment, his tone was more confident than his own.