"Without courtesy, Yunmeng, come, sit down and talk."

At this time, Zhu Xuan was no longer an emperor, but more like a loving father.

"Thank you, Father."

Yunmeng's eyes widened and she said sweetly.

Then he took the brocade box over and said to Zhu Xuan: "Father, today I saw that the dragon fish in Xuanwu Lake have become fat, so I had a few fish caught and made fish soup for my father. My father has been busy with national affairs and spent a lot of money on it.

Mind, you need to replenish your body."

Open the brocade box and take out the fish soup. The milky white fish soup immediately exudes an alluring aroma. The two green coriander leaves garnished on top make the fish soup even more attractive.

He filled a bowl with a spoon himself and handed it to Zhu Xuan with both hands.

Zhu Xuan took it, took a sip, and the smile on his face became brighter, "Well, it tastes good. My son is interested."

Yunmeng was even more happy to be praised by her father, with big eyes and a pure smile on her face.

Zhu Xuan finished a bowl of fish soup and put down the bowl.

Yunmeng immediately walked up behind him and squeezed his shoulders.

The little hands were soft, a smile appeared on Zhu Xuan's face, and he closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

As an emperor, it was at this time that he had a moment to relax and enjoy the rare happiness of family.

After a while, Zhu Xuan said: "Meng'er, do you have something to tell your father?"

There is no better son than a father.

Yunmeng made fish soup and squeezed his shoulders again, something must be wrong.

Yunmeng didn't hide anything, and while squeezing Zhu Xuan's shoulders, he said: "Father, I think that the evil girl's escape must have nothing to do with brother Jiang Nan."

"Oh? What do you think about Meng'er?"

Zhu Xuan still closed his eyes and asked with a soft smile, his tone seemed to mean testing her.

Yunmeng's big eyes flashed and he said: "Father, think about it, the palace prison is heavily guarded. With the little strength that Brother Jiang Nan has now, he can't even get close, so how can he let the demon girl go? So,

Jiang Nan must be the victim."

"Well, Meng'er is right, there is indeed some doubt in this matter."

Zhu Xuan closed his eyes and nodded slightly with a smile.

Yunmeng's eyes suddenly lit up, "Then, can father revoke brother Jiang Nan's crime?"

"cannot."

Zhu Xuan still smiled and said.

"Why?"

Yunmeng pursed her lips, but her hands didn't stop.

Zhu Xuan closed his eyes and enjoyed it while saying: "He was found in the prison, and the demon girl happened to be missing. Even if he didn't let her go, he is still the biggest suspect. But because there are doubts, so

My father did not kill him, nor did he accuse him of being executed, but only gave him a symbolic punishment."

Yunmeng nodded her little head and said proudly: "Well, I know that my father is a benevolent king."

Zhu Xuan smiled.

He didn't feel it when the ministers said this, but the words of his little daughter who squeezed his shoulders made him feel quite useful.

"Then Father, can you please not take back brother Jiang Nan's golden book and treasure? Brother Jiang Nan is actually a very good person."

Yunmeng said while rubbing her shoulders.

Zhu Xuan opened his eyes, stood up slowly, and said with a smile: "You, your little head has been thinking about your brother Jiang Nan all day long. Well, since you have begged for mercy, my father will give you this face.

When will he become a powerful king and come back to me to ask for the golden book and treasure?"

Yunmeng sighed slightly in his heart.

Becoming a powerful king is not easy, but it finally gives me hope.

Although she is not old, Lan Xinhui is very kind. She knows that her father has given her the greatest face.

"My son, I would like to thank my father for my brother Jiang Nan."

Yunmeng walked up from behind Zhu Xuan, and while saluting solemnly, he sighed in his heart: "Brother Jiang Nan, you have to work hard, this is all Yunmeng can win for you."

"Yes." Zhu Xuan nodded and said with a smile: "How are you doing with your homework recently?"

"Reporting back to my father, I haven't left any piano, chess, calligraphy or painting behind. My martial arts training has reached the sixth level of Kaiyuan Realm half a month ago, but I want to stabilize it for a little longer before opening up a new martial arts vein."

Yunmeng said truthfully.

Zhu Xuan nodded, with a look of approval on his face.

His little daughter is not only well-behaved and sensible, but also extremely talented in martial arts.

At the age of only fourteen, he entered the sixth level of Kaiyuan Realm. There are not many such geniuses even in the Taichu Academy, the hall of human martial arts.

In the Ming Dynasty, except for Jiang Junjian, few others could compare with him.

"Haste makes waste, stability is the right thing. Go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to get a bottle of nourishing pulse pills. After taking three pills, you can consider opening up new martial arts veins. In addition, I think you are particularly fond of music. The fourth floor of the library

There are some Yin Gong songs, you can check them out."

"Thank you, Father."

Yunmeng wanted to salute again, but was stopped by Zhu Xuan, who smiled and said: "Go ahead."

"My son, please retire."

Yunmeng packed up the brocade box and retreated.

Listening to the sound of Yun Meng leaving, the smile on Zhu Xuan's face gradually faded.

"Here comes someone."

An old eunuch holding a whisk came in from the door, bowed and saluted: "Your Majesty."

"Let Wei Chun come and see me."

"Yes, Your Majesty."
Chapter completed!