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Chapter 97 Mine is his

It is actually a very boring thing to correct memorials. Mo Zi came to try it two days ago, but after making more than a dozen copies, he ran away. In his words, it was even more deadly than taking math classes, so he couldn't do it.

But Tang Weiyi has been correcting for one morning, but she has no look of boredom. She occasionally asks Mei Shuying to report what Mo Zizai is doing when she is tired of reviewing memorials. She has been doing this habit for three years.

Every time she hears Mo Zizai’s news, she feels fatigue and boring feeling on her body and disappears.

Among them, there is news that Mo Zizai scolded her.

Thinking of this, Tang Weiyi showed a sweet smile on her face. In the three years of Mo Zizai's staying in the imperial tomb, even when she scolded her, she had never said anything excessive, let alone those vicious words.

It was this incident that made Tang Weiyi confirm that Mo Zizai would forgive her, otherwise she would not wait for three days, not to mention that it had been three years.

Tang Weiyi was immersed in the memories for a while, then continued to come back to her senses and continued to review the memorials, and asked Xiang Mei Shuying, "Is there any other news?"

"Some." Mei Shuying said softly: "The chief minister invited the prince to the mansion."

"Yang Weishang?"

Even after hearing the news that the Zuodu Censor was confiscated, he did not stop reviewing the memorials. Tang Weiyi paused for a moment, then slowly put down the red pen in her hand, looked up at Mei Shuying, "Did he take the initiative to invite Brother Mo to go?"

"Yes, your Majesty."

Mei Shuying nodded affirmatively.

"Is this how?"

Tang Weiyi nodded thoughtfully and said softly: "It seems that Yang Ge is planning to hand over the Second Department of the Inspection Office to Brother Mo."

If Yang Weishang heard this sentence, he would definitely be shocked, because he was the head of the Bureau of the Inspectorate and had never been disclosed to the outside world. Moreover, in some ways, the main targets of defense of the Second Department of the Inspectorate and the Empress, even the Empress, so these intelligence Inspector will definitely not be disclosed to the Empress.

As a result, Tang Weiyi not only knew that he was the head of the Inspectorate Department, but even knew the second department of the Inspectorate Department. This was too terrifying.

"But, just in case, let's make some preparations first."

Tang Weiyi pondered for a moment and said in a cold voice: "Sister Mei, please mobilize Mei Wei's staff. If Yang Weishang doesn't tell Brother Mo about the existence of the Second Division of the Inspection Office this time, let the Second Division of the Inspection Office disappear."

"Since you don't want to show up, then don't show up."

Speaking of this, a cold light flashed across Tang Weiyi's eyes, "I hope, Mr. Yang will not betray Brother Mo, otherwise, let him die in an image he has never been loyal."

"Yes, your Majesty."

Mei Shuying bowed and didn't feel strange about Tang Weiyi's reaction, because in her impression, Tang Weiyi has always been like a domineering and mighty empress, rather than the image of the little girl who was only shy when she was with Mo Zizai.

Tang Weiyi, who picked up the red pen to review the memorial again, remembered that when Mo Zizai asked her about Yang Weishang's news, she didn't tell him the truth, and then subconsciously stuck out her tongue with guilt. However, she knew that Mo Zizai would not blame him even if she knew, so she was not guilty.

In fact, she had known Yang Weishang's hidden identity for a long time. The reason why she didn't tell Mo Zizai was because Yang Weishang had not taken the initiative to reveal his identity, and she was worried that Yang Weishang had a strange intention.

Therefore, after Mo Zizai and Yang Weishang meet alone, if Yang Weishang does not reveal his identity to Mo Zizai, she will secretly eliminate the second department of the Commissioner and serve as if they have never existed.

“By the way.”

Tang Weiyi, who was reviewing the memorial, suddenly remembered something, looked up and said to Mei Shuying, "Let's go back and sort out the list of Mei Wei, I'll send it to Brother Mo, and incorporate Mei Wei into the Yuzhishi."

"Your Majesty, this..."

This order caught Mei Shuying off guard. She looked at Tang Weiyi in shock and said subconsciously: "Your Majesty, Mei Wei has been formed by you through a lot of hardships."

Tang Weiyi has not been the only mascot for the past three years. After the failure of sending the censor to Jiangnan to the beginning, Tang Weiyi knew that it would be difficult for her to obtain any useful information from the court, so she asked Mei Shuying to secretly establish a Meiwei Organization.

He is specifically responsible for infiltration, intelligence, rebellion, and assassination operations. In terms of professionalism, he is much more professional than the Imaiji and the Imaijiji.

"What's mine?"

Hearing Mei Shuying's words, Tang Weiyi lowered her head to review the memorials, and said naturally: "Mine is his."

Hearing Tang Weiyi's words, Mei Shuying looked at Tang Weiyi in disbelief, because in her heart, her opinion was actually similar to Hu Xiaosheng.

She also thought that Tang Weiyi was using Mo Zizai to make Mo Zizai play the role of a cruel official and a slander, to clean up the ministers in the court, gather wealth, and finally, when the aristocratic family started to make trouble, she would throw Mo Zizai out as a scapegoat.

But now Tang Weiyi wants to hand over Mei Wei too. Mei Wei is a knife hidden in the dark of Tang Weiyi. Even handing over this means that she has no idea at all.

Tang Weiyi hadn't heard Mei Shuying's reply for a long time, so she looked up strangely, but found that Mei Shuying was staring at her in a daze. She immediately understood Mei Shuying's thoughts and shook her head gently.

"Sister Mei, you don't understand."

Tang Weiyi murmured with a memory look on her face: "Without Brother Mo, Xiaolu and I have never known how many times have died long ago. How could I give up on him because of a mere throne?"

"He is everything about me and Xiaolu, and nothing can be compared with him."

Perhaps because of the two souls of one body, Tang Weiyi has a particularly good memory and she remembers everything from childhood to adulthood.

And this is not without cost. When she was unable to practice in her childhood, she was particularly weak. Not only did she need a large amount of precious medicinal materials to replenish her body's vitality, but she also often got sick, and she would be very serious every time.

Therefore, in order for Tang Weiyi to take good care of her, Mo Congyi discussed with Tang Shuyu and sent Tang Weiyi and Mo Zi to the capital and lived in the palace.

On the one hand, it was to take care of Tang Weiyi, and on the other hand, it was because of the poor living conditions in the border area. In addition, killers from the Three Kingdoms often came to assassinate, so it was sent to the capital for the safety of the two children.

Of course, in addition to these, there is another main reason, that is, Mo Congyi did not intend to be an emperor at that time, and was devoted to fighting in the Eastern Frontier.

But the princes in the capital didn't believe it. They often made trouble for him from behind, so that he had to deal with the stumbling blocks his brothers had put on him while fighting, which made him very upset.

So I simply sent Mo Zizai to the capital as a hostage. The meaning is very obvious. I have to fight with peace of mind and don’t want to fight for the throne. If you don’t believe me, I will throw my son to you as a hostage. You don’t make trouble for me in the future.

As for the safety of Mo Zizai and Tang Weiyi, Mo Congyi was not worried. First of all, it was because the emperor was the old emperor at that time, and with him, no one would dare to attack the two children.
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