Feng Zhiyao was stunned when Feng Huaiting pleaded for him, and there was no more to say. He shook his head in a daze. Mo Xiuyao looked back at Feng Huaiting in a good mood and said, "Look, Feng San himself has no objection."

Feng Huaiting gritted his teeth and said, "It's my fault that I'm not good at teaching my son. I'm willing to receive punishment for him, so I'm asking the prince to help me."

Mo Xiuyao looked at Feng Huaiting calmly and said lightly: "Master Feng has figured it out. The punishment in the Dingwang Mansion has always been severe. Not to mention that you are old and weak like Mr. Feng, even those young people who have undergone special training cannot bear a few. It is necessary to double the punishment for others."

Feng Huaiting said firmly: "It is the fault of my father if I raise you but don't teach me. This is what I deserve. Please help me."

The smile on Mo Xiuyao's face became even more pleasant, "Feng San, what do you say?"

Feng Zhiyao finally came to his senses and frowned and said coldly: "One person does things and one person does it, who wants him to be punished instead? This young master has nothing to do with him!"

Mo Xiuyao looked at Feng Huaiting in embarrassment, "Master Feng, look..." Ye Li secretly pulled his sleeves and signaled him to stop. Feng Huaiting glanced at Feng Zhiyao and said to Mo Xiuyao: "As long as he remains surnamed Feng for a day, it will not be his turn to make the decision. Please help the prince."

"Okay!" Mo Xiuyao turned around and gave Ye Li a relieved smile, "Come on! Take Mr. Feng down and be punished."

"Prince!" Feng Zhiyao jumped up in anger. Of course, he knew that Mo Xiuyao could not really kill him, but the possible punishments did not mean that his father, an old man in his sixties, could bear it.

The guards outside the door had already come in and escorted Feng Huaiting away. Feng Zhiyao was about to chase outside the door. A strong wind swept by, and Feng Zhiyao only felt his legs bent and numb and knelt on the ground, and could only watch Feng Huaiting being taken away.

"What are you running? I haven't settled the score with you yet." Mo Xiuyao looked at Feng Zhiyao with a leg kneeling on the ground with a smile and said with a smile. Feng Zhiyao said with a bitter face: "Prince, that old man is almost sixty years old. You won't really plan to kill him, are you?"

Mo Xiuyao glanced at him and said, "I killed him just to take advantage of your wishes? Don't you hate him so much that you hate him?"

Feng Zhiyao gritted his teeth, "He is my father!" Even if he is unhappy, the old man is partial, he can't really want his father to die.

"I remember someone told me just now that it has nothing to do with him. Is he a father again now?"

"Prince..." Feng Zhiyao was so anxious that he wanted to cry, hoping that his brothers below would not start so quickly. According to the unlucky speed of Concubine Liu just now, he might have finished his execution after a while. "Prince, I was wrong. What do you want? Can't I work hard to die?"

Mo Xiuyao said disdainfully: "You were going to work hard for me until I died."

"What else do you want?"

"Let your dad go to the northwest with us."

"Didn't ask...ah?" Feng Zhiyao was stunned. Why didn't he know when Mo Xiuyao fell in love with his father?

"Don't agree?" Mo Xiuyao narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Agree! Agree!" Feng Zhiyao nodded repeatedly, "But... my father is afraid that he won't agree."

Mo Xiuyao clapped his hands and smiled leisurely, "This is nothing to do with me. Ah, you can tell him that if he doesn't agree with me, I will kill you. Go..." Waving his hand, Mo Xiuyao sent Feng Zhiyao with satisfaction. Seeing Ye Li and the queen next to him covering their lips and holding back their smiles, Feng Zhiyao realized that he was being fooled.

With his head helplessly hanging, Feng Zhiyao went out to find his father. Mo Xiuyao's obvious pleasure came from behind, "It's all over, your father remember to go to the study to finish the official business he had accumulated over the past few days. What you said yourself, work hard until you die..."

Feng Zhiyao's feet became soft. He was just a pig's brain...

Watching Feng Zhiyao leave with a smile, Ye Li looked at Mo Xiuyao helplessly and said, "Why do you have to tease him like this?" Mo Xiuyao snorted coldly and said, "Teaching him? I have not teased him. If he has not helped him in the past few months, I will be sorry for him!"

Ye Li shook her head and asked, "Do you think Feng Zhiyao can persuade Mr. Feng?"

To be honest, Feng Huaiting's genius in doing business is indeed what they need now. Neither Han Mingxi nor Leng Haoyu are actually considered talented in this regard. Leng Haoyu's management of the industries under the Ding Prince's Mansion is a problem, but it seems a bit difficult to bear the economy of the entire northwest or even larger place. What's more, Leng Haoyu himself was born into a general, and he was really a little wronged for being a businessman in order to be an unknown businessman in recent years. This time he was sent to Zijing Pass, and Ye Li understood that Mo Xiuyao was probably preparing to find talents to replace him. However, it still surprised that he would find Feng Huaiting.

Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and said, "Unless he doesn't want Feng Zhiyao's life."

Ye Li shook her head and said a little disapprovingly: "He is just Feng Zhiyao's father, and there are two legitimate sons and the Feng family on the other side. Feng Zhiyao's weight alone is probably not enough."

Mo Xiuyao said: "It depends on whether Feng Huaiting is a real businessman. It is not enough for a businessman to have enough foresight. If so, it would be fine if it doesn't have to."

The queen looked at the two of them and chuckled softly: "The prince took great pains to his subordinates, and he is really a rare wise ruler in the world. If the Feng family follows you, they will definitely not suffer any losses in the future."

Mo Xiuyao looked at her and said, "What about the Hua family?"

The queen was stunned and shook her head helplessly and said, "Hua family... I can't make a decision." She knew her father enough, but she was afraid that even if Da Chu really wanted to perish, he would not leave Da Chu. She fought for this country all her life, and these older generations actually regarded Da Chu more important than her own lives. It was impossible to convince them to leave.

Mo Xiuyao was obviously well aware of Duke Hua and nodded, "I will not force the Hua family to make a decision."

"Thank you, Xiu Yao." The queen smiled faintly.

Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly.

In Prince Li's mansion, Mo Jingli, who had just obtained almost the entire Feng family, was in a good mood and sat in the study room and looked at the account book just sent by the Feng family. A cold smile appeared on his lips. Even if Mo Jingqi's temporary spirit broke all his plans with one stroke? He was still alive, Mo Jingqi was dead. Only the living can see the future ending, and only the living can do everything. Mo Jingqi expects Mo Xiuyao to clean up the mess for him, but unfortunately, Mo Xiuyao has no interest in these things at all. What's more, with his current strength, even if he wants to fight with Mo Xiuyao head-on, he may not be able to fight. But... Thinking of the Zijing Pass, which is still stalemate in the battle, Mo Jingli snorted lightly, and he can't provoke Mo Xiuyao for the time being.
Chapter completed!