"The Marquis does not have to be so depressed." Mo Xiuyao shook his head. When Nanhou was young, he also had a moment of whipping and rushing to his horse. In those years, the regent Mo Liufang died inexplicably, and the late emperor passed away suddenly. After that, Mo Xiuwen also suddenly suffered from a serious disease, and tens of thousands of Mo family soldiers were lost to the border. Nanhou was a smart man, and he could see everything clearly and think too much. After seeing too much, he naturally became afraid of the world. Nanhou, who was not concerned about the world, appeared. Nanhou shook his head and said nothing. Ye Li frowned and looked at Nanhou's eyebrows with a dark and dull light, and his eyes were also desolate and shocked. Nanhou was afraid that he would have ambition to die.

"Mr. Marquis, as long as you are still alive, there is hope. Don't forget that the Nanhou Mansion is still waiting for the Marquis to save him, and the prince still needs the support and guidance of the Marquis. Marquis Wan Wang takes care of him."

Nan Hou was stunned, looked at Nan Houzi standing beside him, and a look of determination flashed across his face and said, "I will set off for the trip back to Beijing now, I hope the prince and the princess will take care of you."

"Mr. Marquis thought twice!" Ye Li frowned. If Marquis Nan brought Prince Nan to Beijing with him, the result might be nine deaths, but there would always be a glimmer of hope. However, if Prince Nan Hou was left in the army and returned to Beijing alone, I was afraid that he would go but never return. Marquis Nan Hou raised his hand to stop Ye Li and said, "Thank you for your kindness. But... the emperor today... is also considered to be the one I have grown up. Compared with the prince and the princess, I am afraid that I will have a deeper understanding of him.

Prince, Ding King's Mansion has been loyal to the Great Chu for generations. I shouldn't have said this... But now, it's not bad. The emperor... the prince should make plans early." The flower hall was speechless for a while. Nanhou had already made it clear that he knew that returning to Beijing was a dead end, but he still had to go back. Nanhou's prince said in a deep voice: "Dad, I'll go back with you." Nanhou gave him a glance and said: "No, no wonder! If your father doesn't go back this time, do you want my Nan family to lose their sons from now on?"

"father!"

"Your Majesty, someone has come to the capital, saying that he is escorting Nanhou and Nanhou Prince back to the capital." The guards outside the gate reported.

Mo Xiuyao stood up and sneered, "I just received the news that the people from the capital have arrived. The emperor has grown up. Who is the person coming?" The guard said, "When the emperor says, it is Wang Jingchuan, the minister of Dali Temple." Mo Xiuyao frowned, "Wang Jingchuan?" The little people who could not get on the table naturally would not have any reflection. Nanhou smiled bitterly and said, "It is the brother of Wang Zhaorong in the palace and the second son of the Wang family." Mo Xiuyao frowned and figured it out. Although the Nanhou Mansion was neutral, it was not completely without enemies. The Wang family happened to be very inconsistent with the Nanhou Mansion. The emperor sent such a person to escort Nanhou’s father and son back to the capital. The harsh and humiliation of the intent was self-evident. Mo Xiuyao snorted, "Let him in!"

Soon, a young man in a dress from a third-rank official came in. This man looked pretty good, but there was a bit of anger between his eyebrows, which made people feel that he was not a good person. Behind him was a young man in a seventh-rank official, and Ye Li looked at the man and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"My minister, Wang Jingchuan, the minister of Dali Temple, had met the prince and the princess." Wang Jingchuan finally knew the importance and immediately saluted Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li after entering the door. The young man behind him also bowed, "My minister, Zhou Yu, the chief clerk of Dali Temple, had met the prince and the princess."

Mo Xiuyao sat on the seat, lowered his eyes and looked at the two people on the ground and said lightly: "Get up, why did Lord Wang come from?"

Wang Jingchuan stood up, a look of pride flashed in his eyes, and said, "Report to the prince, I am hereby order to escort the rebels Nanye and Nanjun back to Beijing."

Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows, "Rebel? Nanhou is the deputy commander of this king. Although the prince of Nanhou was defeated and was captured before, he returned safely. After several battles, he made many military achievements. Who is the rebel that Lord Wang said? What is the evidence?" Wang Jingchuan obviously did not expect Mo Xiuyao to ask like this, and was stunned for a moment before saying, "Prince, this is the emperor's intention. Could it be that the prince wants to resist the order?!" Mo Xiuyao sneered: "Anti-decree? Where is the imperial order? I heard that the Wang family and the Nanhou Mansion had a certain grudge. I suspect that you were trying to murder Nanhou!"

"Prince! Please be careful. Even if I have a grudge against the Nanhou Mansion, I will not dare to do such a traitor."

"Where is the imperial edict?" Mo Xiuyao asked lightly.

Wang Jingchuan was updated and faced with Mo Xiuyao's aggressive gaze, he could only say, "The emperor is a verbal order."

"Oral order?" Mo Xiuyao looked at the uneasy man in front of him with a smile and stopped talking.

Wang Jingchuan stood in the hall with his head down and restlessly. The whole hall seemed to suddenly appear unusually quiet. Under the eyes of King Ding Wang, Wang Jingchuan seemed to hear the sound of his heart jumping out of his chest, and the clothes behind him were wet. Just when Wang Jingchuan thought he would be soft to the ground under the pressure of King Ding Wang, Zhou Yu, who was standing behind him, walked out and bowed to Mo Xiuyao and said respectfully: "Don't calm down, and the ministers and others are also ordered to act. Please help me."

"On orders?" Mo Xiuyao smiled playfully. Wang Jingchuan clearly felt that King Ding's eyes were removed from him, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. After wiping the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, Wang Jingchuan was even grateful to his somewhat taciturn young subordinate. He only heard Mo Xiuyao smiled and said, "What a man who acted on orders. Originally, the king shouldn't make things difficult for you. However, I believe you have heard a word."

"Please give me advice." Wang Jingchuan is not a fool. No matter how happy he is, the Nanhou Mansion is in trouble. Since King Ding is not happy now, he does not need to show his complacentness. Indeed, the emperor will definitely stand on his side, but Wanding Wang killed himself in anger. Emperor Tiangao Yuanwang's family probably couldn't pinch his nose and recognize him in the end. Mo Xiuyao looked at the two with a smile and said in a voice: "They are away, and the king will not accept it."

Wang Jingchuan was stunned and said in a hint: "Prince, I am here to come with the order and ask the prince not to make things difficult."

Mo Xiuyao looked at him with a calm expression, and Wang Jingchuan felt bitter. He secretly regretted the job he wanted to see his mortal enemy in trouble. Not to mention that he was a third-rank official, even if he wanted to make things difficult for the first-rank king of the dynasty, who would dare to say no? But if he could not bring back Nanhou and his son, his good life after returning to Beijing would be over.

"Now our army is facing Xiling. We rashly withdraw the deputy commander and are afraid that the morale of the army will be unfavorable. Lord Wang will tell the emperor like this when he returns to Beijing. If the emperor blames him, Lord Wang will just push him to me." Mo Xiuyao obviously had no interest in making things difficult for Wang Jingchuan and said calmly.

Wang Jingchuan shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, the Nanhou's affair with treason is unforgivable. The emperor is already furious. He ordered Weichen to escort Nanhou and his son back to the capital within half a month, otherwise... Weichen and others could only raise their heads to see him. Please ask the prince to raise his hands and give Weichen a way out."

Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and sneered, "What an affair with a treason. Is this result... a verdict of Dali Temple or the result of the trial of various departments? Where is the evidence?" Before Wang Jingchuan could understand how to answer, Zhou Yu, who was standing beside him, said, "Your report to the prince, the emperor was furious when he received the news. He ordered his ministers to escort Nanhou back to Beijing before interrogation." Mo Xiuyao snorted lightly, before interrogation, he even had a decent evidence to escort the Nanhou Mansion into the Tianzhuo and beheaded... He snorted lightly, "That's what happened, I'm wrong. Nanhou is by his side, but he didn't even see that he had an affair with the enemy country. Why would you better bring a copy of my apology from my king first? As for Nanhou, when the war in the northwest is over, I will personally escort him back to Beijing."
Chapter completed!