Chapter 1406

Half a month later, Xiao Mu and them finally came to Beijing. Xiao Qitian went to meet them outside the city in person. Looking at his son, Xiao Qitian gave him a big hug, while he took a picture of Qiao moshang: "Shanger is working hard."

"What do you mean, uncle? Xiaomu is my brother. " Qiao Mo Shang looked at the minister on the edge and said lightly.

Wu Ziyun came over with Wu Xuan and made a ceremony for the monarchs and ministers in the desert: "Wu Ziyun has seen his majesty."

"Is this the seventh prince? I won't say anything right now. Let's talk later. " Xiao Qitian is very kind to see this half-aged child.

"Good."

Xiao Qitian smiled and hugged the two children and called Wu Ziyun to leave together: "go back to the palace."

The ministers looked at the good relationship between Xiaomu and qiaomoshang. Then they heard that qiaomoshang called the emperor "three uncles" instead of anything else. A simple name can make them think of many problems they are not willing to believe.

In the Royal book room, Xiao Qitian looked at his son: "are you ready for mu'er?"

"Don't worry, father. The second uncle has already told me what to do. I don't think there is any problem." He has this self-confidence. His efforts in this period will not be in vain. Besides, brother Shang is beside him.

"Good. I'll be relieved if you say so."

"What does your father mean by Shanger?" What he really wanted to ask was what his father asked him to do.

"Dad said that as long as I come here and have a good relationship with mu'er, they dare not do anything easily." Jomo Shang didn't hide it, he said directly.

Xiao Qitian laughed, and it was Tianchang.

"That's good. Three days later, I'll have a feast for your highness. It will be up to you. You are more familiar with him. I can only help you on the side." Xiao Qitian looked at his son and said.

Xiao Mu clenched his hands and hummed, "father, you will see how I can crush those old things."

Xiao Qitian was so amused by his son's appearance, but he was very happy. In his opinion, the growth of his son was a surprise.

"Then I'll see you."

After Qiao moshang went out from the palace, he took Qinghuai to the princess mansion. Xiao Chengya, who had received the news for a long time, had been waiting for him.

"Grandmother."

"Shanger is so lovely, your parents are so, how can you let yourself come back alone? What can I do if something goes wrong. " Xiao Chengya said discontentedly.

Jomo Shang chuckled: "I'm not alone. Uncle Lei An, Qinghuai and Xiaomu are many of them."

Xiao Chengya glared at her grandson and said helplessly, "you child will know to say good things to your parents."

Because he will not stay in the capital for a long time this time, Xiao said he would not let Qiao moshang go back to the general's house of the town, but left the people directly.

Jomo Shang looked at his grandmother helplessly, and finally he could only listen to her.

Three days later, at the Palace Banquet, Qiao moshang was dressed very formally and a little luxurious.

The purple and gold robes are worn on the body, which makes Qiao moshang look very noble.

Xiao looked at her grandson and nodded with satisfaction, "well, that's what my grandson should be like."

"Grandma, are you going today?"

"I'm sure I will, but I may not be with you." Xiao said with a frown that she would go with Bai Mo, even their son Bai Yu would not take her.

Jomo mourns Oh, don't say anything more.

"Shanger, if those old people dare to bully you and Xiaomu today, let's see how I clean them up." Xiao Chengya snorted coldly and said angrily.

Jomo Shang looks at his grandmother silently. Grandma, you are a princess. How can you do this kind of fighting and killing if you want to be elegant? But he didn't dare to say that. His grandmother would take care of him when he saved.

In the evening, Qiao Moshan went a step ahead of them. By the time they arrived, many people had already arrived. This time, I don't know if it was because of Qiao Moshan's presence that all the young masters of his age came here. That posture made Qiao Moshan couldn't help but smile coldly. He couldn't help but know the thoughts of these people?

"Is he the son of the general of Zhenguo? Not so much. "