Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

Old Man Tao and Xue Wenyu also like to listen to stories. Of course, they were not interested before they met Mu Yingbao.

I feel like this story is meant for children.

However, after listening to her story, it can be said that everyone around her who listened to it has lost weight.

The stories she told were really fascinating and wonderful.

A story of imperial power struggle, mythology, and tragic love.

They listened with fascination, and when they heard something infuriating, they became angry too, sometimes even forgetting that they were listening to a story. When they heard something funny, they couldn't help laughing.

It had been a while since they told everyone a story, so when they heard the mother and daughter were going to tell a story, Old Man Tao and Xue Wenyu couldn't move.

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The old man looked at his grandson-in-law, what should he do? Should he think of a reason to stay and listen to the story?

Of course Xue Wenyu immediately understood what the old man meant, but he remembered that he had just said that he would go and practice the new sword manual with him.

A real man should do what he says and not change his mind just because he wants to hear something.

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"Grandfather, please." Xue Wenyu was very determined and unmoved, and made a respectful gesture.

The grandson-in-law clearly understood what he meant, and Old Man Tao was so angry that his teeth were itching. He clearly wanted to hear the story, but he was so uncooperative! Hey, she is your wife, so I can tell you the story behind closed doors at night, right?

Okay, you are a ruthless kid!

"Ji, don't be distracted later, be serious, swords have no eyes." The old man said with a sneer, and angrily grabbed the sword on the small table and walked out.

Before Xue Wenyu could respond, Mu Yingbao reminded him, "We just had dinner, why don't you two take a walk to digest your food before you try again."

"I know." Xue Wenyu naturally knew the reason for the old man's resentment. He smiled and said to his wife, then grabbed his sword and walked out.

Nanzhu and Beizhu came in to clean up the dishes. Brother Hui took Mu Yingbao's hand and walked out happily.

"Mom, mother, what are we going to talk about today?" Brother Hui asked impatiently as he walked.

Mu Yingbao looked at the child beside him and told him with a smile, "Don't scare the sea."

"Okay." Brother Hui nodded happily.

The two of them entered the study in the main hall and sat opposite each other on either side of the desk.

"Mother, I won't be polite to you then." He said with a smile, and evenly divided the memorials on the table into two parts, and pushed one of the piles to Mu Yingbao's hand.

Mu Yingbao rolled up his sleeves, took the top book and opened it. "No need to be polite, but aren't you worried that I might make mistakes in my review?"

"No, the mother's comments are definitely more correct than the son's." Brother Hui blurted out without any hesitation.

Even though Mu Yingbao already knew that the child trusted him very much, he couldn't help but look up when he heard this.

Brother Hui was also looking over here, and the two of them looked at each other.

"Mother, seriously, it's not that my son is complimenting me just because he wants to hear a story." Brother Hui emphasized again with a serious face.

Mu Yingbao smiled and shook his head. "Son, you are wrong. Yes, I taught you that the most important thing in governing a country is to put the people first. But that doesn't mean that I am right in everything I do.

Let me put it this way: even if you are a few years or decades later, you cannot guarantee that all the decisions you make will be the correct ones.

So, what to do?

Son, you only need to remember one thing: analyze the problem rationally, then list the safe decisions you think are appropriate, and then choose the most appropriate one.

Of course, if you encounter a problem that bothers you, you don't need to worry about it yourself. You still have so many civil and military officials, right? You can listen to their opinions.

Even though Xiang is now the king of a country and has supreme power, he cannot have the final say.

Anyway, as long as we insist that everything is based on the interests of the country and the people, the decisions we make will definitely not be wrong. "

"Xia, my son will remember his mother's teachings." Brother Hui's big eyes were bright and he nodded vigorously in response.

Every time I chat with my mother, my confidence increases, and I feel that being an emperor is not that difficult.

"Let's start working." Mu Yingbao said with a smile.

"Sniff." Brother Hui responded with a smile.

Nanzhu knocked on the door and came in to serve her scented tea. She saw the mother and son sitting on both sides of the table, carefully reviewing memorials. She put down the tea and started to grind ink for them.

Those who serve closely all know that the Madam will help the Emperor review memorials, and they all know that this matter must be kept absolutely secret from outsiders.

Therefore, Xue Wenyu didn't need to emphasize or remind anyone, and he never revealed a word to anyone else.

After Nanzhu finished grinding the ink, she quietly left.

In the study, the two daughters-in-law occasionally exchanged opinions, and after about an hour, they had finally finished reviewing all the memorials on the desk.

In fact, it was Brother Hui who finished reviewing it first. Seeing that his mother still had a few memorials, he did not take them to review. Instead, he stood up to pour tea for his mother and then waited quietly by the side.

The way my mother reviewed memorials was as focused and serious as when she treated patients.

At this moment, Hui Ge couldn't help but think that if his mother became the emperor of Yan Guo, she would definitely do a better job than himself.

Not only was he the emperor of Yan State, but he was also the emperor of other countries.

"Okay, it's done." Mu Yingbao put down the pen in his hand, but did not close the memorial immediately. The ink he had just reviewed was not dry yet.

"Mother, how about we not tell stories today? You are pregnant with little brother or sister and need to rest." Brother Hui wanted to hear stories very much, but when he looked at the reviewed memorials on the table and the time, he said anxiously.

Having known for a long time that the child was sensible, Mu Yingbao was relieved but also worried.

"I, your mother, am not made of tofu. How can I be so delicate? Besides, telling stories only requires moving my mouth. It's not that difficult. At most, I can just sleep a little longer tomorrow morning. I don't have to get up early to attend court. Even if I am sleepy, no one dares to wake me up, and no one dares to gossip about me." Mu Yingbao said as she stood up.

Brother Hui smiled and helped her walk towards the Luohan couch. He considerately brought a cushion for her to use on her waist.

"Okay, son, please sit down quickly. You have been in the court for the whole day." Mu Shibao said anxiously.

Brother Hui didn't rush to sit down. Instead, he went to the small coffee table, brought over a few plates of snacks, refilled the pot of tea, poured a glass of salty flower tea for his mother, and then sat down on the other side of the couch.

"Mom, is Nezha the Nezha in the Journey to the West that you mentioned before?" Brother Hui asked, remembering the past.

"Yes, that's right, but the protagonist in Journey to the West is Sun Wukong, his master and several fellow apprentices. The protagonist I want to tell you today is Nezha..."

It's a quiet night in late autumn.

Old Man Tao and Xue Wenyu returned to the Yangxin Palace, both sweating. They stood in the courtyard, looked at the dark Xi Nuanwen, and then at the main hall which was brightly lit.

"How about you come sit over there first?" Xue Wenyu suggested softly, which surprised Old Man Tao a little, but he soon felt relieved.

Such peaceful and quiet days make people not want to live the previous life anymore.

However, the current calmness is only on the surface.

"How are those midwives doing? This is really unpredictable." After entering the room and sitting down, Tao

"How about you come sit over there first?" Xue Wenyu suggested softly, which surprised Old Man Tao a little, but he soon felt relieved.

Such peaceful and quiet days make people not want to live the previous life anymore.

However, the current calmness is only on the surface.

"How are those midwives doing? This one is really unpredictable." After entering the room and sitting down, Old Man Tao remembered to ask.

I know that Mu Yingbao is an excellent doctor, but giving birth for a woman is like walking through the gates of hell, so you can't be careless.

The midwife must be prepared, and must also be on guard against someone plotting against her. After all, there are those unwilling creatures secretly waiting for the right opportunity to take action...