After learning from Jia Fu that the person in charge of everything in the Ming Dynasty was Qiu Wuping, Mo Zizai stopped hesitating and asked Jia Fu to prepare a car and head to the Ming Palace.

As a newly built imperial palace, the Daming Palace is actually not far from Shangyang Palace, just separated by an inner wall. If you pass directly from Shangyang Palace, you won’t even need to drive.

However, since there is no direct portal between Shangyang Palace and Daming Palace, if you take a shortcut from Shangyang Palace, you will inevitably have to climb over the wall. If you climb over the inner wall of the palace, you will not be able to climb over. Even if you can climb over, the Yulin Army will not be a good person.

Not to mention that he is just a prince, even if the empress overturns the city walls by herself, the Yulin Army will not ignore it.

So in order to get less trouble, Mo Zizai chose to take a detour in a carriage, and simply took a fast carriage. It didn't take long for Mo Zizai to arrive at the main entrance of the Daming Palace.

As the Great Zhou Palace that was later expanded, the Daming Palace was undoubtedly much more grand. Not only was the Imperial Bridge much wider, but a small moat even created under the Imperial Bridge, which looked much more stylish.

However, because there was no advance greeting from the empress, the idle prince Mo Zizai was stopped without any surprise.

"This... Prince, is there anything wrong with you when you come to Daming Palace?"

The Yulin Army guards on duty obviously knew Mo Zizai. Although in the eyes of many powerful people, Mo Zizai was just an outdated prince and did not take him seriously in his heart.

But the Yulin Army guards did not dare to think so. They just came forward and stopped Mo Zizai for their duties, and were very polite in their words.

"I am here to find General Manager Qiu and go and inform me."

Mo Zizai, who was stopped, had no intention of being domineering. Instead, he said to the Yulin Army guards approachable: "Just say that I have something to do with him."

"Okay, Prince, I will let you inform General Qiu." Seeing that Mo Zizai was willing to abide by the rules, Yu Linjun felt relieved, and was also a little surprised.

With his understanding of Mo Zizai, he stopped him and he was already very restrained without slashing himself. Unexpectedly, he was willing to wait for someone to report it. It seems that the changes brought to the former prince in the past three years of imprisonment have really been great.

The Yulin Army was very fast and there was a reply soon.

"Prince, General Manager Qiu said you want to come in."

Speaking of this, the Yulin Army guards looked at Mo Zizai hesitantly, and then said cautiously: "But, General Manager Qiu said that he is the prince after all, so I hope you can get out of the car and go over."

After saying that, the Yulin Army guards stared at Mo Zizai's actions. If he wanted to do something, he would hurriedly hide.

"Yeah, OK."

Out of the expectations of the Yulin Army guards, Mo Zizai had no intention of getting angry. Instead, he calmly agreed and followed him into the Daming Palace alone.

Mo Zizai didn't care about the thoughts of the Yulin Army guards. Now he is no longer the immature prince, so he will not get angry about these trivial matters.

However, he did not follow the footsteps of the Yulin Army guards to see Qiu Wuping directly, but walked straight to Xuanzheng Hall.

This is where the ministers went to court when the Emperor of Great Zhou was reigned, and the high chair was directly behind the hall. This is the dragon throne that many people dream of, and it is the symbol of the throne.

Mo Zizai stood at the gate of Xuanzheng Hall and stopped, then said to the Yulin Army guard who had been left behind by him at some point: "Go and tell General Qiu, just say I'm waiting for him in Xuanzheng Hall."

"this……"

The Yulin Army Guards were a little hesitant, but when they saw Mo Zizai who ignored him and walked directly into Xuanzheng Hall, he couldn't help but gritted his teeth, "Forget it, what if he cares about him, this matter should be a headache for General Manager Qiu."

Thinking of this, the Yulin Army guards no longer hesitated and turned around and ran to inform General Qiu.

Mo Zizai slowly paced, came to the center of the hall, looked up at the high chair for a while, and then slowly walked up the steps step by step.

The dragon chaise is golden all over, and it looks like it is made of gold, but in fact it is just a precious wood carving. It is just a layer of yellow paint on the wood to increase the majesty, so it looks like it is made of gold.

The dragon chaise is about two meters wide, probably to increase comfort, a thick brocade mat is laid on the seat.

Just looking at the back of the dragon chaise and several hideous dragon statues carved on the armrests, Mo Zizai felt that this dragon chaise that could not even be leaned against would not be comfortable even if he added more cushions.

Mo Zizai casually sat on the dragon throne, looking at the empty hall below, closing his eyes and imagining the scene of the ministers standing below.

After a while, he opened his eyes and said something boringly.

"The throne is nothing more than that."

Although he knew that sitting in this position would have absolute power and become the nominal master of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he was not very interested.

Including myself, although I was always angry that my throne had been robbed, my anger was more from the loss of being taken away by others and the betrayed by the people closest to me.

In fact, I used to be not very interested in the throne.

After all, in my past opinion, after I took this position, I didn’t even have time to spend with my son. So what should I do with such a throne?

Qiu Wuping, who appeared in the hall, looked at Mo Zizai helplessly on the dragon throne. If it were someone else, let alone sitting on it, he would dare to approach the dragon throne and Qiu Wuping would cut his dog head in one step.

But Mo Zizai was sitting on it now, so he could only advise him helplessly, "Your Highness, you are just the prince now. Sitting on it is a bit unruly."

Seeing Qiu Wuping appearing like a ghost, Mo Zizai replied indifferently, "It's just a chair, my wife sits with me, there's no difference."

When Qiu Wuping heard Mo Zizai's words, he couldn't help but be stunned. He knew that Mo Zizai stayed in Shangyang Palace. Now, when he heard Mo Zizai's tone, it seemed that he and the empress had already made up.

Qiu Wuping asked tentatively, "Your Highness, are you and Your Majesty?"

"We should be married these two days. Manager Qiu should not forget to witness our wedding."

Mo Zizai knew what Qiu Wuping wanted to ask and gave the answer he wanted, "Now, I am always qualified to sit here, right?"

Hearing the word "big wedding", Qiu Wuping's mood fluctuated a little and murmured: "Big wedding is good, big wedding is good..."

Qiu Wuping is Mo Zizai's big companion. Although he has always regarded himself as a servant, in his heart, he still vaguely regards Mo Zizai and his son as his descendants.

Qiu Wuping felt a little relieved when she heard Mo Zizai say that he was going to marry the empress, because he knew that with Tang Weiyi's talent, he would sooner or later become a warrior in the human realm.

At that time, even if the Great Zhou Dynasty perished, the empress could still keep Mo Zizai.
Chapter completed!