At this time, Zhao Manyun was speaking.

This kind of solo singing can only be enjoyed by Qin Mo.

After opening her voice, Zhao Manyun was dripping with sweat.

Qin Mo said with satisfaction: "Yes, your singing skills are becoming more and more proficient!"

Zhao Manyun remained silent. Although Qin Mo allowed her to make her debut, her life became even more difficult. It could be said that she had no freedom at all.

These days, Shang Wu and his men came over after hearing the sound and wanted to take her away, but they couldn't even get close.

Fortunately, there are special code words and signs between them to transmit information.

My aunt is fine, but I have been looking for her for the past six months.

She was extremely anxious inside and desperately wanted to convey the message.

He was firmly controlled by Qin Mo and could neither provide intelligence nor military pay.

This Qin Papi was in charge of food and drink, but he didn't give her a penny.

He still wants to squeeze her and ravage her, which is completely inhumane!

"I'm going on stage!" She took a sip of water, cleared her throat, and immediately went on stage.

As soon as he showed up, there was thunderous applause, which almost overturned the dome.

It was at this time that Zhao Manyun regained his former pride and confidence.

Seeing the obsession in those men's eyes, her eyes were full of disdain.

Qin Mo prepared a lot of music for her, and there were dancers behind her, dressed very boldly.

The noble man in the audience couldn't move his eyes away.

Although they have many wives and concubines, it is natural for men to like to look at beautiful women.

Qin Mo felt very comfortable at this time. In just a few days, the direct income brought by Zhao Manyun was 40,000 to 50,000 taels, not counting My Fair Lady's clothes that were sold out of stock.

All the clothes Zhao Manyun wears on stage are hot-sellers.

To Qin Mo, Zhao Manyun was just a vase worth playing with and a tool for making money, so there was no need to think too much.

At this moment, Gao Yao said in his ear: "Master, Prince Heng and Duke Wei have brought people to our house!"

"Huh?" Qin Mo frowned, "Are they really here?"

"Go back?"

Qin Mo was also very annoyed and finally calmed down for two days.

But it's no good if you don't go. The three grievances must be in trouble. If they are not resolved, they will lead the charge obediently. "Let them wait for an hour and then say that I am cultivating their sentiments!"

When the performance was over, Qin Mo left slowly.

At this time, at the Dingyuan County Duke's mansion.

The three big grievances were all scolding each other.

"This bastard, it's been an hour and he still hasn't come back!"

"That's right, cultivating your shitty sentiments is obviously lustful!" Du Jingming, who has always been a quality person, also started scolding.

While he was cursing, Qin Mo arrived home. Before anyone could get in, the voice came over, "Prince Heng, Lao Du, Lao Yu, I haven't seen you for a few days, I miss you so much!"

The three of them turned around and saw Qin Mo running towards him from outside, very enthusiastic!

Yu Boshi banged the table and said, "Qin Jingyun, which one is more important, cultivating one's sentiments or the important matters of family and country? It's okay to just let me wait here. There's not even anyone serving tea. This is what you're waiting for."

Is this the guest's way?"

Qin Mo put his foot on Xiao Liuzi's butt, "If you don't hurry up and serve tea, you are ignorant. It's so cold in the hall and you don't know how to light the fireplace!"

Xiao Liuzi was extremely aggrieved. It was clearly Qin Mo who had confessed to him, but now he was beating him in turn.

"Don't fool me. If it weren't for your instructions, how many of my servants would dare to neglect me?!" Yu Boshi had always been a calm man, and now his nose was crooked with anger.

"We are all brothers, is it necessary to be so angry?" Qin Mo hooked his shoulder, "I'm just cultivating a sentiment. I'm both sentimental and cunning, how great!"

"Qin Mo, just say, this reform will not change!" Du Jingming was also very angry, "If it doesn't change, I just left. His Majesty asked you to report to the Ministry of Civil Affairs. It has been several days, and there is no trace of you. See you!"

"Okay, then you go, you love change, and I'm not the one presiding over the change anyway!"

Du Jingming's eyes widened and he pointed at Qin Mo, "You...can you say such a thing?"

A few days ago, Qin Mo was very impassioned, as if he was going to perish the country if he did not change the law.

It had only been a few days and I just gave up.

The key is, he has been put on the shelf, and now he is kicking his ass, isn't that asking for death?

Li Daoyuan said sadly: "Jing Yun, I dare not say that. These three bills are complementary to each other and were proposed by you. If you say so, the four of us will finish it together!"

"Hey, Prince Heng, my bill is so clear, why do I have to go? I was seriously ill a few days ago and couldn't get out of bed." Qin Mo just didn't want to take any more credit. What a bother, the wedding date has already been set. Yes, he will get married in ten days.

When the time comes, the two princesses will definitely be rewarded by the boss, but he really doesn't want them anymore.

"You wrote the bill. You know better than us. If you don't take control of the overall situation, who will?" Du Jingming's excited saliva almost sprayed on Qin Mo's face, "I am already old, and I still want to be used as a gun by you. , it’s good for you to cultivate your sentiments, your conscience won’t hurt?”

Qin Mo grimaced, "Okay, you three, ask any questions you have and I'll answer them all at once. If you're celebrating the New Year, don't bother me!"

"We just want to ask you, what do you think since Prince Yue has been back in Beijing for so many days? According to the law, only the fourteenth prince is qualified to compete with the eighth prince. The fourth prince has basically no hope."

The second princess, the eighth princess, the ninth princess, the eleventh prince...died young.

Fifteen Li is only eleven years old, and sixteen is only ten years old. They can only participate in the competition when they are crowned champions. They still need several years to grow up.

"My father is still young. It will not be a problem to be the emperor for another ten years. Are you afraid that the other princes will not reach adulthood?"

"What I mean is, can the age of devolution be lowered, for example, to fifteen?"

"No, you must be eighteen years old. Not to mention how well a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child can learn, how can he govern the place if his mind is not sound?"

Qin Mo said: "Generally speaking, the legitimate son is either the eldest son in the family, and even if he is not, the age difference will not be too big.

Even if the elders manage the place first and are more likely to achieve results than the latter, problems will be magnified, with both advantages and disadvantages.

We are choosing a successor to the country, and we need more rigorous assessment."

"What about the prince's management method? Since it is unfair, should we make up for this fairness?" Yu Boshi asked.

Qin Mo thought for a while, the prince's management and study were indeed the shortcomings of the bill.

Because the inheritance law has changed, they need to be on the same starting line.

"Yes!"

Qin Mo said: "The places where adult princes are sent down will be determined by their academic performance.
Chapter completed!