"By the way, in view of an error, this decree needs to be preserved by me personally... Mu Mu, why don't you kneel down to thank the Lord for your kindness, and then help our father polish the ink."
Mumu was stunned.
After hearing Qin Shi's words, without even thinking about why, he jumped up from his chair, knelt down and kowtowed lightly.
Qin Zhaotian was extremely speechless.
What is this?[
Don’t even call me father, just call me dad.
Force him to submit?
Still a willing one.
This brat, every time he tries to use his brains,
That's it.
He called me daddy again and again, which made him soft-hearted, soft-handed, and weak-footed.
Mu Mu winked and smiled silently, "Dad."
Qin Zhaotian immediately collapsed on his seat.
Yes, another sound.
That's all, that's all.
"Okay, okay, get up quickly, the ground is cold." If he made Mu Mu kneel down again, the prince would think of many ways to punish him.
Mu Mu immediately jumped up, came to the table, poured water and grinded the ink.
She didn't know what the father and son were talking about, but she heard Qin Shi's last words just now very clearly, thank you, thank you.
She was used to obeying his orders. Even now that she had her own thoughts, she would not hesitate to carry out every word Qin Shi said.
Qin Zhaotian looked at the pen and paper.
Look at Mu Mu, then look at Qin Shi,
"Prince, can you give me three years?"
Qin Shi curled his lips and raised his thin lips slightly,
"Father, my son and I have just celebrated the Chinese New Year and are running away." [
"Until now, there is no one around to help me."
"If you delay for three years, your son will also be a bachelor for three years."
"Of course, as a son and a minister, it is your duty to serve the country and share the king's worries."