"Emperor, Emperor."

She suddenly looked up at Zhao Dongting, her eyes full of joy, but her mouth was pouting, and said, "Are you just planning to ask grandpa to do things? What about me?"

Now that she is graceful, she looks full of grievances. "I can't manage my business, can I help my grandfather? Grandpa can't leave me."

"Ha ha!"

Zhao Dongting couldn't help laughing, "I didn't say you can stay with your grandfather!"

"Okay!"

He knocked on his forehead, "Then we will arrange a position for you at that time."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Cao Zhenma said sweetly, and suddenly his pretty face turned red, "Your Majesty, this imperial city is really prosperous and lively! It would be best if you could let my grandpa and I stay here."

Xu Fuxing shook his head slightly, his eyes full of pity.

With Cao Zhenwu's character, being able to say such words is really a devoted person to the emperor. Unfortunately, the emperor is not an ordinary man.

Qi Wulie, Wuming and the two elders of the Zijing Villa had smiles in their eyes. Even they could see the girl's thoughts of Cao Zhenma.

Zhao Dongting is an old sparrow character in the love scene, and of course he knows it even more. Even with his face, he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. He coughed twice and said, "Let's talk about it then, let's talk about it then! You guys go down and rest first!"

Being chased by women is a wonderful feeling, especially beautiful women. But at Zhao Dongting's level, it really means being transcendent.

In his heart, he has never forgotten the appearance of the skinny little girl before. Whenever he overlaps with the Cao pillow in front of him, he feels guilty in his heart.

Perhaps only Cao's pillow in this world will make him feel this way.

Cao Zhengwei bit his lip and wanted to say something else. But he heard his grandfather coughing twice, "Caomin left."

Then Xu Fuxing grabbed his hand.

She could only swallow the words again and bowed: "The young woman surrendered."

Then he helped Xu Fuxing slowly walk out of the imperial study room. When he went out, he looked back at Zhao Dongting. The sorrow and sadness in his eyes made Zhao Dongting feel a little strange.

"Arrange Mr. Xu and the pillow girl to go to the official office to rest." Zhao Dongting shouted outside.

"I'm going to leave."

Wuming, Qi Wulie and two elders were also very sensible and laughed and turned away.

Only Zhao Dongting was left in the imperial study room.

He sat back on the bed, not knowing what he was thinking, and suddenly chuckled and shook his head. Then he looked out the window for a while before turning back, lowering his head to continue reviewing the memorials.

Zhang Tingen came back after a while.

Zhao Dongting said to him: "Are you done it?"

"Um."

Zhang Tingen replied: "I have already told General Xuan in person your decree to General Xuan. She said she would immediately order the spies from Jiangling Mansion to investigate. Prince Jian has also been under house arrest in Zongzheng Temple. He will not be allowed to leave Zongzheng Temple half a step before the matter is investigated."

Zhao Dongting nodded and said nothing.

Zhang Tingen is becoming more and more sophisticated and mature, and he can still feel at ease when doing things. The previous life of Zhang Polu is now all on his shoulders, and he is still at ease.

It’s not that the position of the little yellow sect is so empty. This is equivalent to the emperor’s personal secretary.

It is also the most convenient and effective way for Zhao Dongting to cultivate his own direct lineage.

He suddenly raised his head and said to Zhang Tingen: "Tingen, the war has ended now. I guess I have to be more concerned about the internal affairs of state affairs and more miscellaneous things. Do you think you will find someone here to accompany you?"

Zhang Tingen was slightly stunned, but how dare he answered this? He only said: "It depends on your wishes, Your Majesty. Tingen dares not say much."

"You guy."

Zhao Dongting said angrily: "You are getting more and more sleek now. Just say, do you want someone to share the burden with you? In the future, there may be much more things than you are now..."

"The emperor really wants Tingen to say it?"

"explain!"

"Then you must agree not to be angry first."

There were only two people in the imperial study room, and Zhang Tingen was not restrained.

Zhao Dongting glared, "When did I get angry with you?"

"hey-hey!"

Zhang Tingen laughed, "Then I think you should keep tired of me, Your Majesty! I'm not afraid of being tired."

"oh?"

Zhao Dongting was a little surprised, "Although you are diligent, you haven't worked so hard! Why did you suddenly change your temper? Could it be that you are also like Polu, who is nourished by love?"

"no."

Zhang Tingen scratched his head and said, "Tingen just wants to practice hard for two more years, and then you can let me go, yourselves, right?"

"Oh."

Zhao Dongting finally understood what he meant and said, "So that's what he meant. Now he doesn't want to stay by my side? I feel that I have learned enough and can be useful? Or do I think that the position of this little yellow sect is not prominent enough?"

His face slightly darkened, but there seemed to be a smile in his eyes, and he was not sure whether he was really angry or fake. Even Zhang Tingen couldn't tell.

He hurriedly fell to the ground, "Tingen made a mistake, please punish him."

In fact, Zhao Dongting is very gentle, but his family has instilled too many concepts of being with the king like a tiger. So much so that Zhao Dongting really showed signs of getting angry, so he never dared to act rashly again.
Chapter completed!