Feng Zhiyao had already been stunned when Feng Huaiting pleaded on his behalf. How could he have anything else to say? He shook his head in a daze. Mo Xiuyao was in a good mood as he turned to look at Feng Huaiting, "Look, Feng San himself doesn't have any objections."
Feng Huaiting gritted his teeth and said, "It's this old man's fault for not teaching his son well. This old man is willing to accept the punishment in his place. I ask Prince to grant my wish. "
Mo Xiuyao stared at Feng Huaiting and said indifferently, "Master Feng, you must think this through. The punishments in the Prince Ding Mansion have always been severe. Not to mention an old and weak person like Master Feng, even those young people who have undergone special training can't endure it. Accepting the punishment in place of someone else should be doubled. "
Feng Huaiting said firmly, "It's the father's fault for not teaching. This old man deserves it. I ask Prince to grant my wish. "
The smile on Mo Xiuyao's face became even more joyful. "Feng San, what do you say?"
Feng Zhiyao finally came back to his senses. He frowned and said coldly, "A man is responsible for his own actions. Who wants him to accept the punishment in place of him? This young master has nothing to do with him! "
Mo Xiuyao looked at Feng Huaiting awkwardly. "Master Feng, you see …" Ye Li secretly tugged at his sleeve, indicating for him to stop before going too far. Feng Huaiting glanced at Feng Zhiyao and said to Mo Xiuyao, "As long as his surname is Feng, he won't be able to make the decision. I ask Prince to grant his wish. "
"Good!" Mo Xiuyao turned and gave Ye Li a reassuring smile. "Guards! Take Master Feng away to receive his punishment. "
"Prince!" Feng Zhiyao stomped his feet in anger. Of course, he knew that Mo Xiuyao wouldn't really torture him to death. However, the possible punishment didn't mean that his father, who was nearly sixty years old, would be able to endure it.
The guards outside had already come in and escorted Feng Huaiting away. Just as Feng Zhiyao was about to run out of the door, a gust of wind blew past. Feng Zhiyao felt his legs go numb, and he fell to his knees. He could only watch as Feng Zhiyao was taken away.
"Why are you running? I haven't settled the score with you yet, "Mo Xiuyao said with a smile as he looked at Feng Zhiyao, who was kneeling on the ground with one leg. Feng Zhiyao said with a bitter face, "Prince, that old man is almost sixty years old. Are you really going to kill him?"
Mo Xiuyao glanced at him and said, "Isn't killing him exactly what you want? Don't you hate him to death? "
Feng Zhiyao gritted his teeth. "He's my father!" No matter how unhappy he was that the old man was biased, he couldn't really want his father to die.
"I remember that someone just told me that it had nothing to do with him. Now it's your father?"
"Prince …" Feng Zhiyao was so anxious that he wanted to cry. He could only hope that his brothers wouldn't act so quickly. According to the speed of Noble Consort Liu's misfortune, the execution might be over if they dilly-dallied for a while. "Prince, I was wrong. What do you want? I'll work for you until I die, okay? "
Mo Xiuyao said with disdain, "You were going to work for me until you die."
"Then what do you want?"
"Have your father come with us to the northwest."
"I didn't ask … Huh?" Feng Zhiyao was dumbfounded. How come he didn't know that Mo Xiuyao had taken a fancy to his father?
"You don't agree?" Mo Xiuyao narrowed his eyes dangerously.
"I agree! I agree! "Feng Zhiyao nodded repeatedly." But … I'm afraid my father won't agree. "
Mo Xiuyao leisurely clapped his hands and smiled. "That's none of I's business. Ah, you can tell him that if he doesn't agree, I will kill you. Go … "Waving his hand, Mo Xiuyao sent Feng Zhiyao away with satisfaction. Seeing Ye Li and the Empress covering their mouths to hold back their laughter, Feng Zhiyao realized that he had been fooled.
Helplessly hanging his head, Feng Zhiyao went out to find his father. Behind him came Mo Xiuyao's obviously happy voice. "It's all over. Your father must remember to go to the study and finish all the work that has piled up these days. You said it yourself, work until you die … "
Feng Zhiyao's legs went soft. He was a pig's brain …
Watching Feng Zhiyao leave with a smile, Ye Li looked at Mo Xiuyao and said helplessly, "Why did you have to tease him like that?" Mo Xiuyao coldly snorted and said, "Tease him? I didn't tease him. If he doesn't help me out in these few months, I will let him down! "
Ye Li shook her head and asked, "Do you think Feng Zhiyao can persuade Master Feng?"
To be honest, a business genius like Feng Huaiting was indeed what they needed right now. Whether it was Han Mingxi or Leng Haoyu, they couldn't be considered talents in this area. Leng Haoyu's management of the Prince Ding Mansion's businesses wasn't a problem, but it was a bit difficult to support the economy of the entire northwest and even a larger area. Moreover, Leng Haoyu himself came from a family of generals. For the sake of the Prince Ding Mansion, he had been an unknown businessman all these years. It was really a bit unfair for him. Ye Li understood that Mo Xiuyao was probably already preparing to find a talent to replace him when he was sent to the Purple Thorns Pass this time. However, Ye Li was still a bit surprised that he would find Feng Huaiting.
Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and said, "Unless he doesn't want Feng Zhiyao's life anymore."
Ye Li shook her head and said with some pessimism, "He's only Feng Zhiyao's father. On the other side are two legitimate sons and the entire Feng family. Feng Zhiyao alone probably isn't enough. "
Mo Xiuyao said, "That depends on whether Feng Huaiting is a true businessman or not. It's not enough for a businessman to not have enough foresight. If that's the case, then it's fine to not use him. "
The empress looked at the two and said softly with a smile, "The Prince has put in a lot of effort for his subordinates. He really is a rare wise ruler in the world. If the Feng family follows you, they will definitely not suffer in the future. "
Mo Xiuyao looked at her and said, "Then what about the Hua family?"
The empress was startled and shook her head helplessly, "The Hua family … I can't make the decision." She understood her father well enough. Even if the Da Chu State was really going to be destroyed, he probably wouldn't leave the Da Chu State. They had fought for this country their entire lives. The older generation actually viewed the Da Chu State as more important than their own lives. It was impossible to convince them to leave.
Mo Xiuyao clearly understood Duke Hua well enough. He nodded and said, "I won't force the Hua family to make a decision."
"Thank you, Xiuyao." The empress smiled faintly.
Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly.
In the Li Palace, Mo Jingli, who had just obtained almost all of the Feng family, sat in the study in a good mood and looked at the accounts that the Feng family had just sent over. His lips curled into a cold smile. So what if Mo Jingqi's last minute stroke ruined all of his plans? He was still alive. Mo Jingqi was already dead. Only the living could see the future's ending. Only the living could see everything. Mo Jingqi was counting on Mo Xiuyao to clean up the mess for him. Unfortunately, Mo Xiuyao was not interested in this at all. Moreover, with his current strength, even if he wanted to go head to head with Mo Xiuyao, he might be able to put up a fight. However … thinking of the stalemate in the Purple Thorn Pass, Mo Jingli snorted. He couldn't go and provoke Mo Xiuyao for now.
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