Chapter 21 Is he a eunuch?
When the secret room in the lake was gradually exposed, the people in the palace looked at Nanjia with some surprise.
Under Mo Yan’s deliberate guidance, the palace people deified Nanjia somewhat, and they felt that she had received instructions from God.
But Mo Yan secretly assigned three secret guards to follow Nanjia, reporting to him her schedule and the people she approached every day.
A few days later, white mourning flags were hung in the palace, and the emperor passed away!
In the study, Mo Yan was plotting something with the ministers who were devoted to him.
General Wang, a first-term military general, spoke straightforwardly: "Lord Governor, the emperor has passed away. The top priority is to elect a monarch. In my opinion, you are the most suitable candidate. The country has been prosperous in the past few years since you were in power. This is a prosperous scene that I never dared to imagine before.”
“I also think you can. You deserve to be directly qualified as the emperor."
"In addition, the royal family has been exterminated. If you don't ascend the throne, no one in the court will dare to ascend the throne."
The ministers. He knelt on the ground and shouted sincerely: "Lord Governor, the country cannot be without a king for a day, you are responsible for this important responsibility!"
Their shouts woke up Nanjia who was sleeping behind the screen. Nanjia rubbed his eyes and listened to their discussion, the throne?
Mo Yan didn't reply. He tapped his fingers on the table in silence, not knowing what he was thinking.
Nan Jia listened carefully, but Mo Yan did not respond. He was not interested in the throne? Nanjia's eyes lit up as soon as she brushed them. He wasn't interested, but she was!
Nanjia ran out from behind the screen excitedly.
Hearing a sound in the corner, the ministers looked at Nanjia warily.
Princess? The ministers' faces paused, wondering why she was here.
Mo Yan was also stunned for a moment. He did not expect Nan Jia to be there. Would she be unhappy as she listened to her plot to usurp the throne?
Ignoring the minister's sharp eyes, Nan Jia ran up to Mo Yan and pulled Mo Yan's sleeves to act coquettishly: "Mo Mo, you don't want to sit on the throne, can I sit on the throne?"
Mo Yan Looking at Nan Jia, who was about to overflow with excitement, he asked slowly: "Do you want to be the emperor?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Nan Jia stared at Mo Yan with wide eyes and nodded vigorously, as if Just nod hard enough and he'll agree to her request.
Mo Yan raised his eyes and looked at the minister kneeling on the ground and said: "Go down."
General Wang heard that the governor wanted to listen to Nan Jia's words. He said in a rough voice hastily: "Master, you can't listen. The princess's opinion. There has never been a princess who has been an emperor since ancient times. She is a woman who can't obey the orders of the princess!"
Nan Jia frowned in displeasure.
Mo Yan's eyes turned cold when he looked at the ministers. He said coldly: "No sycophant has ever become an emperor from ancient times to the present."
The ministers were instantly frightened by these words. Breaking into a cold sweat, the air was frozen for a moment. They didn't dare to say anything more and left quickly.
Nan Jia also felt Mo Yan's unhappy mood. She let go of the hand holding Mo Yan's sleeve and looked at Mo Yan and said, "I don't have to do it, but you do!"
Mo Yan doesn't care about the throne. So enthusiastic, otherwise he would not have kept the emperor alive. But he wanted to know the reason why she became the emperor, so he rubbed her face: "Why do you want to be the emperor?"
Nan Jia's eyes were bright: "The emperor's dragon chair is made of pure gold, and The emperor can have a treasury!”
As expected, Nanjia’s reasons always fit her... well...
Mo Yan took Nan Jia's hand and pulled her to sit on his lap: "Being an emperor needs to deal with national affairs, select talents, and..."
Nanjia turned her head and interrupted him solemnly: "Isn't there still you? I just want to be a puppet emperor."
Her confident look made Mo Yan helplessly reach out and scratch her nose: "Are you really good at it? Do you enjoy it when I help you work?" Nan Jia reacted very quickly. She hurriedly kissed Mo Yan on the cheek, and then looked at Mo Yan with a smile. Her smart eyes seemed to say, "Look, I will pay you." .
“This is not enough”
Mo Yan pressed his slightly stiff arm against Nan Jia’s back to prevent her from leaving, and pushed Nan Jia away with his other hand. of clothes.
...
Nan Jia hammered her waist with a look of resentment. It turns out that being a puppet emperor is not so easy.
When he went to court on the first day, Nanjia was very excited.
She wore a court dress embroidered with silver dragons and a crown studded with precious stones. The tassels on the crown jingled with her movements.
The ministers looked at the silver dragon on her court uniform with distorted expressions on their faces.
Even if she is not the real person in power, then her dress should not be so careless.
How can it be a silver dragon?
This is Nanjia's strong request. Her original body is a Silver Moon Cloud Chi. Even if she wants to embroider a dragon on her clothes, she should embroider her own body, not just a random dragon.
Sitting on the dragon chair, Nanjia straightened up immediately and kept stroking the dragon chair with his hands. Nan Jia is very satisfied with this touch and color.
It’s just that after a while Nanjia became bored. She couldn’t quite understand the issues discussed by the ministers, and she couldn’t get in the middle of the conversation.
Nanjia could only pass the time by chatting with the survival student
Nanjia's eyes were dull: "Survival student, being the emperor is so boring, I don't want to be the emperor anymore."
"Don't you care? Are you sitting on the dragon chair?”
“If you have to sit like this, I won’t care!” Nan Jia made it very clear that she will always come first compared to the baby!
Shengsheng was really afraid that Nanjia could not sit still for a while and left directly. It said: "You still have the treasury!"
Nan Jia straightened up: "Then I'll just endure it for a while and ask Mo Yan for the key to the treasury after the court!"
After the morning court, Nan Jia grabbed Mo Yan and asked for the key.
Mo Yan explained to Nan Jia: "Nan Nan, I need to go to the study to discuss something with General Wang and the others now, and I will accompany you to the treasury later."
"You don't need to accompany me, I Just go by yourself.”
Mo Yan had no choice but to lower his head to Nanjia’s ear and tell her where the key was hidden.
The key was hidden in a secret compartment in Mo Yan's house. Nanjia held the key in her hand and she felt that she was walking much more energetically.
Nanjia looked at the treasures placed in the treasury one by one, and she was a little dissatisfied. The baby has no sense of existence when placed like this! She took out the gold and silver jewelry one by one and placed them on the ground. Two hours later, she was still playing with them without feeling tired.
The guards in front of the treasury looked at each other. Princess, no, it took too long for the emperor to go in. Shouldn't he go take a look?
But they did not dare to enter the treasury easily, so they could only call Nanjia outside: "Your Majesty, do you need water?"
"No" Nanjia's angry voice at least showed that she is safe
Mo Yan and General Wang talked until evening. Mo Yan thought that Nan Jia would scold him if he returned so late.
But when he opened the door, Nan Jia was nowhere to be seen. Mo Yan's expression suddenly changed: "Where is the Emperor?"
Xiao Tiaozi's legs trembled under the weight of his momentum: " The emperor went to the treasury this morning and never came back”
“He never came back?”
(End of this chapter)