Emperor Ming Yuan was stunned for a moment, with blood all over his body rushing to his head and face. He stared straight at the handkerchief falling on his face and then sliding to the ground.
It can be said that after taking the throne, this was the first time he faced the stern expression of the Supreme Emperor. He was a little at a loss. Looking at Yu Wenhao, Yu Wenhao also turned pale. He knew that his father would definitely anger him, so he knelt down first.
I apologized for my father, "Grandfather, please calm down!"
The Supreme Emperor said calmly: "I am not angry, and your father is not unhappy. It is common for a son to be slapped by his father. Ask him if this is the case? It doesn't matter how old the son is, as long as the father is unhappy.
Well, you can still give him a few slaps, no matter if he is the prince or the emperor."
When Emperor Ming Yuan heard this, he knew that his father was standing up for Yu Wenhao, and his expression immediately changed.
"Is that so?" The Supreme Emperor looked at him and asked directly.
Emperor Ming Yuan said softly: "My son knows his crime!"
"When you were the crown prince, did I beat you up for no reason? You were at fault. I mostly scolded you, but did you take action?"
"No!" Emperor Ming Yuan shook his head with a white face.
"Do you know why?"
Emperor Ming Yuan lowered his eyes, "Father wants to save face for his son."
The Supreme Emperor snorted coldly, "It's good to know. You can take advantage of him at every turn. How could you have thought that he was the crown prince of the Northern Tang Dynasty? How could all the officials submit to him?"
Emperor Ming Yuan said sarcastically: "I know I was wrong."
"Look at your past, I can win you. Just be content with having such a sensible and capable son."
Emperor Ming Yuan glanced at Shoufu and Xiaoyao Gong, and the two old men immediately turned their heads as if they could not hear or see him. He lowered his voice and said: "Father, please stop talking. My son knows that he is wrong. Someone is here.
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"Then why didn't you say someone was there when you beat Lao Wu?" The Supreme Emperor snorted.
Yu Wenhao was not happy at all, because he knew that his father would definitely settle the scores, so he also helped to persuade him, "Grandfather, my grandson is sometimes confused. Father can wake him up with a beating."
When Emperor Ming Yuan saw his son helping him with the matter, he looked at him with a warm expression.
The Supreme Emperor did not intend to insist on speaking to him, so he raised his hand and said: "Let's forget about this matter. Let's get back to business. Emperor, I want to ask you, do you really think that the policy towards the Northern Desert does not need to be adjusted? There is a letter indicating that
, the people of the Northern Desert have been sending grain and grass to the border in an endless stream, they want to fight."
Emperor Ming Yuan had just been reprimanded by the Supreme Emperor. At this moment, most of his vigor had been reduced. When it came to business matters, his momentum could not be restored. He said: "It's just that most of the officials in the court do not advocate war."