Xie Chen in my impression has been stolen by Empress Dowager Yao.

The five-year-old child had already begun to enlighten him in ancient times, but Empress Dowager Yao still regarded him as a baby, and even grew up to five years old and was still drinking milk. There were more than a dozen nannyes serving him.

She obviously hated the late emperor very much, but she raised her beloved son to the same as the late emperor.

How sad.

He bent down and picked up the child and stuffed it back into the chair.

After all, she is also the younger brother of this body. She will do it any way she can guide and correct it.

This child is innocent and has clean hands. Although he is spoiled by Empress Dowager Yao, he is still young and it is no problem to teach him well.

As for Xie Huan, she has relied on the love of Queen Mother Yao and the power of the Yao family for many years to do shameful things. Her hands have long been covered in blood. Xie Lang would not let her stay in the palace, and might save her life. At the worst, she would be imprisoned in the princess's mansion for life.

Bai Xiaopang was crying and secretly glanced at Xie Lang, muttering in his heart. He was crying like this, why didn’t the second sister come to coax him?

According to the past, even if he was a little unhappy, the people around him were already anxiously surrounding him.

But now he is crying like this. If no one coaxes him, he will not cry. Wouldn't he be embarrassed?

“Woo woo woo woo…”

“Wow wow wow wow…”

“…”

I don’t know how long it took, Bai Xiaopang’s throat was so uncomfortable that his brain became uncomfortable, so he grabbed his heart and lungs and jumped off the chair and ran to Xie Lang.

"Didn't you see me crying?" Could it be that my second sister is blind and deaf? She can't see him crying at all?

Xie Lang was amused by the child, raised his head from the pages, reached out to rub his forehead, "If you are tired of crying, let's have lunch."

"..." It's not right, the ending is different from what he thought.

The lunch was ready on Shuangxi's side, and Xie Lang stood up and led Bai Xiaopang to the side hall.

After a while, Bai Xiaopang was crying and making a fuss, and the breakfast was not delicious, so his stomach was already empty at this time.

Let Xie Lang take him to the dining table, climb onto the chair flexibly, and reach out to grab a snack.

"Bang!" Before he could touch it, his little flesh hand was hit by someone, and he burst into tears in an instant.

"You hit me again. You hit me several times today. My mother has never hit me before." Your Highness was so aggrieved.

He had never suffered such a grievance, but he had no choice but to beat others. The key was that he could not even get out of the palace gate.

"Why did I hit you?" Xie Lang asked.

"..." Bai Xiaopang thought for a while, "How do I know? You just think I'm easy to bully. I want to find my mother."

As he said that, his mouth pouted, and he looked like he was crying again.

But then I realized that my brain was crying and thrusting, but I endured it.

Xie Lang couldn't help but raise his elbows and his forehead, and couldn't stop laughing.

Why is this kid so fun?

"You dare to make fun of me, I want to find my mother."

"Shut up, you won't see your mother in the future." Xie Lang stuffed chopsticks into his hand, and then picked up chopsticks into the small bowl in front of him to steam tofu, saying that it was steamed, but the taste inside was extraordinary. This was also what Xie Lang ordered specifically after breakfast and lunch, "Dinner is good."

I looked down at the tofu in the bowl, and thought that when I was in Shoukang Palace, I had always had big fish and meat, and I felt instantly abused.

I wanted to throw the bowl in front of me out, but seeing the second sister staring at him tightly made Bai Xiaopang feel that his scalp was blown up.

Under Xie Lang's tyranny, he could only sob and surrender, bow his head to eat in a depressed manner, feeling that he was just a little cabbage soaked in bitter water, and no one felt pain.

After a meal, there was not much left in front of me. The little guy seemed to have to compromise, but he had no less food at all.

Finally, he burped and rubbed his stomach and collapsed in the chair, "I'm going to go back to Shoukang Palace."

"Shuangxi, take Your Highness around the palace and take him to the side hall for rest after digesting food."

"Yes!" Shuangxi held back her laughter and stepped forward to hold Xie Chen's hand, "Your Highness, go out with me to see the scenery."

"I'm just..." I was about to scold her, but she met Xie Lang's gaze and quickly changed her words, "Oh."

Half an hour later, Shuangxi came back from outside.

"Your Majesty, your highness has already fallen asleep in the side hall."

"Well, isn't it a big deal?" Xie Lang looked down at the Dazhou map on the desk and asked without raising his head.

"No, but your highness wanted to run to the Qinzheng Hall several times, but they were stopped by the imperial guards. I was not very happy to see." Thinking of Xie Chen's various actions, I have to say that it is always hilarious.

He is obviously a child, but he has many tricks, but his acting skills are not good, and he is discovered every time.

In the end, I had to be angry and sulked alone.

"He is unhappy, so I am happy. You go and have a meal, you don't have to serve here."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Only she was left in the study room before she was exhausted and breathing out a breath of turbid air.

"Oh, there's a shortage of talent."

Almost all of these in the court were lost by the desire for power, and few of them could really settle down to do things, which made her feel that "a skillful woman cannot cook without rice."

She wanted to carry out a series of strategies to promote the country with drastic plans, but there were no plans but no one available.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness, King Jing, is looking for a meeting outside."

"Prince!"

Soon, King Jing was carried by his subordinates to the imperial study room. Just as he was about to salute, he was stopped by Xie Lang.

"Brother, sit down."

"Thank you Your Majesty." Xie Lian was placed on a chair by his subordinates, "Your Majesty, I have something to do."

"Tell me, let's see." It was only a whole morning, and I don't know what King Jing found out.

King Jing handed over a memorial in his hand to his subordinates, and the other party respectfully delivered it to Xie Lang. "This is the private property of the British Duke's Mansion after rough statistics. At present, conservative estimates are that the money collected by the British Duke's Mansion over the years has been converted into silver, up to hundreds of millions of taels of taels. This does not include the side branches of the Yao family in other prefectures. If these are even calculated, the entire Yao family has at least 200 million in the hands of the Yao family, and nearly 30% of the land in the Great Zhou territory will all belong to the Yao family."

Xie Langmeifeng slightly restrained, "I have a big appetite."

You should know that the annual treasury income of the Great Zhou Dynasty was only a mere six million taels. After all, the Great Zhou territory was limited, and the total population of the Great Zhou was only more than three million, so there was not even a large number of people in the three powerful countries around.

It can be seen how rampant the Yao family is.

Xie Lang was calm, but when Xie Lian saw this data, he was so surprised that he almost jumped up.

No matter what, he thought that the Yao family could be so rich that they would almost control half of the land and wealth of the entire Great Zhou.
Chapter completed!