Mo Xiuyao reached out to hold Ye Li's hand and smiled at Su Zhe, "Elder Su is right. In two months, Miss Li will give birth. At that time, the Prince Ding Mansion will have a successor. Xiuyao still hopes that Elder Su will dote on the child. "
Hearing Mo Xiuyao's words, Su Zhe's expression became even softer. He had lost his children and grandchildren in his old age. Even his only granddaughter was gone. In this life, he was destined to be alone. Hearing Mo Xiuyao mention children, the love in his heart was uncontrollable. It was as if she could see a handsome and intelligent child like Mo Xiuyao when he was young surrounding her and enjoying the beautiful scenery. How could she still care about Ye Li's expression? Su Zhe sighed softly and asked, "Your Highness has suffered a lot over the years. Us old men can't do much to help. These two years, it's all thanks to Wang Fei's care. " The Emperor was very wary of these old officials who had a relationship with Mo Liufang and the Prince Ding Mansion. In these years, they could only watch in secret and couldn't do much. Looking at the white haired man who had a thin figure but a sharp presence, Su Zhe's heart also dimmed. After so many years, Su Zhe could still clearly remember Mo Xiuyao's appearance when he was young. The second young master of the Ding Mansion, he was doted on by his father and protected by his older brother. At that time, the youth in embroidered clothes was bright and noble. He was like a bright flame flying across the capital, with a childish frivolity and pride. After a while, he led the army into battle and was invincible. Before he was sixteen, he was called the young war god. Every time he won, there would be countless noble young ladies who would break their heads just to see the young war god's silhouette. He was the dream of many young ladies. At that time, how spirited and peerless was Mo Xiuyao, making countless people only dare to look up to him and have no face to stand shoulder to shoulder with him? However, the present Mo Xiuyao was only twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, and his eyes no longer had the fire and elegance of the past. The flames that occasionally flashed in his indifferent eyes were ice-cold. His handsome face coupled with his head of snow-white hair only made people feel a chill in their hearts. If the young Mo Xiuyao was a peerless beauty that made people look up to him, then the current Mo Xiuyao was more like the cold snow at the peak of a mountain that made people have no choice but to stop. That peerless youth, Da Chu State's future God of War … had been destroyed in the end …
"Xiuyao will never forget Elder Su's kindness in teaching me." Mo Xiuyao smiled indifferently.
Su Zhe shook his head, no longer thinking about the past, and said seriously: "Prince, do you know why the Emperor sent Prince Yu and Prince De here?"
Mo Xiuyao was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly: "Although Prince Yu did not finish speaking, Xiuyao understood. Mo Jingqi wants me to return to the capital? "
Su Zhe nodded. He looked at Mo Xiuyao and said seriously: "You cannot go back!"
"Elder Su …" Mo Xiuyao was somewhat shocked. Su Zhe was an upright person and was loyal to the Da Chu State. Although he understood that Su Zhe would not harm him, Mo Xiuyao was still somewhat shocked to hear him stop him from returning to the capital. Su Zhe closed his eyes tiredly. After saying these words, he seemed to have aged a lot. Although he rarely stepped into the core of the court, Mo Jingqi's intentions were too obvious. He naturally understood the result that Mo Jingqi wanted by sending him here. Even if it was for the stability of the Da Chu State, he also agreed that it was a good idea for Mo Xiuyao to return to the capital. Because the current Mo Xiuyao, no one could be sure if his heart was still with the Da Chu State. But he also knew that once Mo Xiuyao returned to the capital, what awaited him would not be the Ding King Manor of the past, nor would he be imprisoned. He would directly lose his life. In private, Mo Xiuyao was his student, a junior he had watched grow up. In public, the Da Chu State was surrounded by powerful enemies. Mo Xiuyao and the Mohist army were the only ones who could contend against them. Thus, he could only stop Mo Xiuyao from returning to the capital.
Su Zhe opened his eyes and looked at Mo Xiuyao: "Since Prince knows this, he must have already made a plan. That's what I meant, and it's also what Duke Hua meant. Before leaving, Duke Hua wanted me to pass a message to Prince. "Mo Xiuyao lowered his brows, saying:" Elder Su, please speak. " The study was silent. Only Su Zhe's voice could be heard in the empty room. "Elder Hua said that the Ding King Manor has been loyal to the Da Chu State for generations and has never let down the royal family or the Great Ancestor. Right now, the Prince Ding Manor is only left with the Prince's bloodline. Prince should make plans for the Prince Ding Manor and the hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the Mohist army. Duke Hua's Manor has received the grace of two generations of Emperors and should do their best for the Da Chu State until their deaths. I only ask Prince … in the future, if the Da Chu State is in trouble, I ask Prince to protect the people of the Da Chu State from being massacred by the foreign races on account of the fact that we are of the same origin. "Mo Xiuyao was slightly shaken and raised his eyes to look at Su Zhe. Duke Hua's words had already determined that the Mohist army was bound to leave the Da Chu State. As expected of an old general who had fought on the battlefield for a lifetime. Although Duke Hua was far away from the court, perhaps he was the one who could see the clearest.
"What plans does Duke Hua have?" Mo Xiuyao asked in a low voice.
Su Zhe said lightly: "The Da Chu State is filled with the flames of war. On the day we left the capital, Duke Hua mentioned that he planned to send a memorial to the Emperor to lead the troops out. I'm afraid that the memorial has already been placed on the Emperor's table. " Mo Xiuyao furrowed his brows, saying: "Duke Hua is already over seventy years old … the war situation has not reached the point where an elder needs to personally take action." Ye Li patted Mo Xiuyao's hand, softly saying: "The Emperor will not allow Duke Hua to lead the troops out so easily." Mo Xiuyao nodded slightly. Mo Jingqi was very wary of these old generals. Unless there was no other choice, he would not give military authority to Duke Hua. Su Zhe said: "Right now, the Emperor … is acting against the grain. He is no longer willing to listen to good officials' advice on governing the country. Instead, he is focused on scheming. Da Chu State … "With a long sigh, Su Zhe continued:" Prince staying in the Northwest was the right choice. Once he returns to the capital, I'm afraid that an inescapable net will be set up in the capital. If General Mo is destroyed, the Da Chu State will perish … "After speaking, Su Zhe stood up and said:" This old man wants to say this much. Prince, Princess Consort, please take care. In two days, we will be returning to the capital. I don't know when we will meet again. "
"Elder Su, the Emperor must have sent you here to persuade Prince to return to the capital. If you act like this … how will you explain to the Emperor when you return?" Ye Li asked softly.
Su Zhe turned to look at her, calmly saying with a smile: "This old man is already seventy three years old. It is rare to live for seventy years. What else do I have to explain?"
Ye Li frowned. Mo Jingqi was not a soft-hearted person. Once Su Zhe returned, even if Mo Jingqi did not sentence him to death, he might not be able to endure a casual punishment. Ye Li stood up. Mo Xiuyao, who was sitting by her side, hurriedly and carefully helped her up to Su Zhe. Ye Li bowed slightly, saying: "The Northwest is far from the Chu Capital. The journey is long and bumpy. Elder Su is already so old. Why don't you rest in the Northwest for a few days and enjoy your later years?" Su Zhe smiled as he looked at Ye Li, saying: "Many thanks for Princess Consort's concern. This old man was born in the Chu Capital and grew up in the Chu Capital. I have spent almost my entire life in the Chu Capital. Having lived to this age, there is nothing I cannot let go of. I only hope that I can die at home and be buried in the Chu Capital. Prince and Princess Consort have governed the Northwest very well. Unfortunately, it is not this old man's home. "
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