"this--"

Several veterans of Wen Academy looked at Chu Tianxiong who couldn't wait to leave, and were all dumbfounded, and their beards were almost pissed.

They pulled Zhong Bo beside him and began to complain:

"Old Zhong, look, what is your prince's attitude? Is this an attitude to discuss national affairs?"

"It's not so obvious. We ministers of the Academy and first-rank civil servants are not as important as coaxing their granddaughter. What's the reason for this!"

"What's wrong with Prince Chu recently? He was completely fascinated by his little granddaughter-"

Bo Zhong was helpless and could only comfort him repeatedly: "Everyone, experts, don't be impatient, calm down, and calm down."

"I have been in the palace for the rest of my life and served the prince for decades. To be honest, I have never seen the prince be so happy or so happy in the past few decades."

He sighed with emotion and said, "Your Majesty is so tired. Let me rest for a few days and enjoy the joy of family life. I'll beg you all."

"You all have children and daughters, and are full of children and grandchildren, but the prince and his son are still on the front line and killing the enemy in blood-"

These words made all the elders silent.

They felt a little sad and complicated, and had no face to say anything. They just shook their heads and sighed, and turned around and left one after another.

"Sir, go slowly."

Bo Zhong respectfully sent away several ministers of the Wenshu Academy.

He turned around, looking into the study in his old eyes, accompanied by cheerful play, Chu Tianxiong's still tall and tall figures with white hair, who were still burly and tall, but with a few more white hairs.

At this time, he was no longer the Prince of Chu who was below one person and above ten thousand people, and was no longer loved by billions of Donghua's sons and daughters, and was invincible.

He is just an ordinary old man, an old man who has been alone for decades of loneliness and has been moving forward with a burden, that's all--

"How great would it be if the eldest prince could see this scene."

Bo Zhong couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, "The prince has really changed a lot-"

At this time, Xiye and Fengtai Camp.

The moon rises to the west building, and the figure of the people is making a fuss.

Chu Feng was lying at the desk. He had just finished processing a few official documents. He rubbed his sore eyes with some fatigue. He looked at the bright moon in the distance and couldn't help but feel out of sight.

I don’t know how Yun Muqing lives far away in Yanjing, but she is not unhappy, and the little girl doesn’t miss herself—

Also, Chu Tianxiong—

Chu Feng couldn't help but feel the man with a majestic and serious face, and his mood was a bit complicated.

"So it turns out that it is so tiring to review memorials every day."

Chu Feng glanced at the memorial that was piled up like a hill on the table and needed him to handle it, and a smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

He said to himself: "So, he has spent this past twenty years like this-"

It seems that in my heart, I finally have a little understanding of this "father" who is unwilling to admit.

"Dragonhead, have some late-night snacks, the freshly made Tremella seed soup in the kitchen."

At this time, Chen Fengxing came over with a bowl of steaming porridge.

"I'm really hungry, so you can have something together."

Chu Feng smiled, and was not polite, so he just feasted and started eating.

He casually read the recent memorial, "Have you done anything recently?"

Chen Fengxing said: "Since the fall of the Wu family, the corrupt officials in the West Era have never been arrogant anymore and are in panic all day long. Our cleanup has achieved good results. If we continue at this speed, it will take less than half a month to clean up the pests."

Chu Feng nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!