Mo Jingchen looked serious and said angrily,

“Nonsense.

Wang Feihu is already the general of Zhenbei, how can he be my bodyguard?

He should follow you into the woods, otherwise, his generals will think that General Feihu has lost his Sacred Heart. "

Xiao Ye thought for a moment that this was also the case, and then tried again,

"Then, should I keep Xiao Liuzi? He doesn't have a position yet, so that's okay, right?"

"Cut~"

Yun Lanyue, who was standing behind Mo Jingchen, expressed her disdain with one simple word. She couldn't hide her disgust and her eyes were dirty:

Just that loser Xiao Liuzi? What is his use? It was him who failed to protect the young master last time!

Yun Lanyue also used this voice to remind King Zhenbei:

Do you think I'm dead? I'm here to protect you, so you don't need to worry about it!

Xiao Ye could naturally understand the meaning and gave Yun Lanyue a hateful look:

It’s really annoying to see her! But he couldn't kill it, which made him even more unhappy.

Mo Jingchen smiled gently at Xiao Ye,

"No need, this is the first time for Xiao Liuzi to come to the hunting ground. Let him see the world.

Don't worry, I'm not that weak.

Besides, the Emperor is also here, guarded by three thousand imperial guards, so he is very safe~"

Xiao Ye was extremely reluctant.

"Okay then ... I'll go into the forest for three days. No matter if I can find the eye-catching white-fronted tiger, I'll come out."

Mo Jingchen curled his lips and smiled, speaking warmly,

"Well, let's go~"

Mo Jingchen put Xiao Ye on his horse and watched him enter the forest with Wang Feihu, Xiao Liuzi and other cronies.

As soon as Mo Jingchen returned to his camp, the little Khan came with the princess to say hello. According to the rules of the desert, I performed the breast-stroking ceremony.

"Master Mo, we meet again."

Mo Jingchen followed Tianqi's rules, clasping his fists and returning the gift.

"Little Khan, long time no see."

Bol had a cheerful smile on his face,

"Yes, in the blink of an eye, I have been in the capital for a month.

This month, I learned the Central Plains Go game in the post office. I wonder if Mr. Mo can give me some advice? "

Mo Jingchen raised his hand and wanted to say,

"I don't dare to give you advice, but I hope you can learn a thing or two. Little Khan, please come to the account."

The young Khan Borjin had a master from the Central Plains around him since he was a child, and he learned the culture of the Central Plains from an early age. Although it is my first time to come to the Central Plains, I am already familiar with the Central Plains.

Borjin knew that there was a saying in the Central Plains:

Chess quality represents character.

I have to say that Mr. Mo’s character is extremely good.

No matter how much he deliberately regrets his move or annoys him, he can always maintain a gentle and elegant manner.

Boljin had an inner evaluation of Mo Jingchen:

If this person is not a true gentleman, he is an unfathomable city!

Although Princess Mansha has also learned the Chinese music, chess, calligraphy and painting that noble girls from the Central Plains are good at since she was a child, everything is sparse.

She prefers archery, horseback riding, and archery, and is better than Borjin in everything.

Princess Mansha often complains in her heart:

It would be fine if my brother was a woman and I was a man. In this way, neither of us has to work hard to learn things we are not good at ...

At this moment, Princess Mansha sat watching the chess game. Although she said nothing, she felt extremely bored.

So, she gave the little Khan a look:

Let’s get down to business and leave!

Boljin smiled broadly and looked at Mo Jingchen,

"Lord Mo, I heard that among the marriageable princes in Tianqi, King Zhenbei is the only one who has not yet married a concubine."

"Um."

"Alas~"

Boljin sighed and showed a sad face,

"I've seen King Zhenbei too. To be honest, he doesn't seem to have a very good temper.

I'm really afraid that Mansha will be bullied when she becomes his princess.

Alas~

I'm so worried that I haven't slept well these past few days. "

Mo Jingchen's hand paused for a moment, his phoenix eyes raised slightly, and he looked at Borjin's eagle eyes. His tone was still calm,

"Little Khan, why do you say this? Your Highness the princess is here to get married. How can there be any reason to marry a prince?"

Boljin's face was even more sad.

“However, His Majesty Emperor Tianqi has not allowed Mansha to enter the palace.

The day before yesterday, the imperial concubine in the palace sent a girl beside her to bring Mansha a horse-riding outfit from Tianqi and a lot of Zhu Chai jewelry.

He also talked about King Zhenbei's preferences in various ways, so that they could have more contact with each other in Spring Hunting.

Isn't this the intention to arrange a marriage? "

Mo Jingchen placed the chess piece down steadily and smiled slightly,

“In Tianqi, those who are ministers cannot speculate on the Sacred Heart.

Little Khan, it’s your turn~”

Borjin randomly dropped a son,

"King Zhenbei, what is your xinxing like? You can always tell this, right?"

Mo Jingchen looked indifferent,

"The King of Zhenbei is a very nice person and has a very good temperament."

Boljin seemed to be relieved and said with a smile,

"Oh, that's okay~"

Princess Mansha clearly caught a glimpse of the woman in red behind Lord Mo. When Lord Mo said that King Zhenbei was a nice person, the disgust in her eyes almost overflowed ...

She immediately concluded that what Master Mo said must be a compliment!

Mo Jingchen's heart is now in a mess:

Little aunt, you are so hateful!

He actually wanted to marry this princess to Xiaosi, thus cutting off his path to becoming the heir apparent.

I have to find a way, I can't just sit there and wait for death!

Boljin had read many Chinese language books from the Central Plains since he was a child. He knew all the trivial knowledge and unofficial history.

That day, he met this golden couple on the street. The atmosphere between the young couple was simply indescribable, and for some reason he felt that they matched each other.

Looking at the way King Zhenbei took away the hydrangea for Lord Mo, we concluded that their relationship was indescribable.

Wouldn't a normal bad friend deliberately throw the hydrangea to his good brother to watch the fun and not think it's a big deal? Is there any reason to deliberately kill peach blossoms for brothers?

Now, if he cannot solve the problem of the princess being accused of being married to King Zhenbei, he will leave it to them to solve it themselves.

Borjin concluded:

Mo Jingchen, a frail young man who looks like a refined man, is already a third-rank official at a young age. He must be a man who hides his secrets and can achieve great things!

At this moment, there was a sound on the curtain at the door.

Yun Lanyue immediately opened her eyes wide and turned her head warily.

After seeing the person clearly and confirming that there was no danger, she loosened the sword in her hand.

It was Eunuch Su who was beside the emperor, and he personally came to deliver the emperor's instructions. The emperor invited Mr. Mo to come over.

Mo Jingchen naturally did not dare to delay, stood up, clasped his fists,

"Little Khan, leave the chessboard here for now. When I come back, I'll invite you over. Let's continue the game. How about that?"

The little Khan Boljin naturally said hello with a smile on his face.

In the imperial tent, Mo Jingchen played a lyre for the emperor. It was written by Mo Ziqi when he was still alive.

The last time the emperor listened to Mo Jingchen's performance was at the palace banquet last year, and he still vividly remembers it.

The emperor only felt that the momentum in his song had increased a lot,

"Jingchen, how are you lately?"

Mo Jingchen said respectfully:

"Thank you to the imperial doctor sent by the emperor. It's much better than before."