Mo Xiao looked at this important minister, sighed, and said softly: "Forget about your daughter."

Minister Lin raised his head abruptly, his lips trembled, but no sound came out.

"You have worked diligently throughout your life and have made such achievements that they are enough to go down in history. Your son, although not smooth enough, has noble character. Although he is mature and a little dull, he is down-to-earth and hardworking and never takes shortcuts. I like such people very much. In the future, I will be relieved to leave the Ministry of Revenue, which you have managed for most of your life, in his hands."

Mo Xiao reached out and patted Minister Lin on the shoulder: "Think about it carefully."

Minister Lin's eyes were red, and he lowered his eyebrows and remained silent for a long time before he said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, I understand what you mean."

He knelt down again, kowtowed solemnly to Mo Xiao, and said word by word: "It is a great honor for me to meet your majesty in my life."

When Mo Xiao heard him say this, he knew that he had figured it out.

Minister Lin raised his head and said to Mo Xiao, "Your Majesty, I have another humble request."

Mo Xiao's eyes moved, and he probably guessed what he was going to say. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Go ahead."

Minister Lin was stunned: "Your Majesty knows..."

"I am also a father, and I am not that unreasonable." Mo Xiao said lightly.

Minister Lin took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

He stood up, turned around and walked out of Yinghua Hall, his steps somewhat unsteadily.

Mo Xiao watched him leave. When the door of Yinghua Palace closed again, Mo Xiao sighed again.

There was not a single lie in what he just said. As a father, he could indeed understand Minister Lin's feelings.

He thought for a moment, then tilted his head and instructed, "Don't be too harsh on Concubine Xian. This matter... just leave it as it is for now."

After saying this, he no longer had the mood to read the memorials and stood up to go to Lan Yin Palace.

For the sake of Minister Lin, he lifted Lin Qingqing up and then let her go. This time he was worthy of Minister Lin, but at the same time he felt that this matter had wronged Lin Jiuqing.

Lin Jiuqing was the victim. As her husband, he not only did not vent her anger, but instead protected the perpetrator. This made him feel a little irritated.

When they arrived at Lanyin Palace, Lin Jiuqing was sitting at the table eating breakfast, with a bowl of steaming food next to him.

Mo Xiao raised his eyebrows: "Prepared for me?"

Lin Jiuqing hummed: "Eat something, it will get cold later."

Mo Xiao smiled, took a few quick steps, sat down next to Lin Jiuqing, picked up his bowl and started eating.

The two were very quiet, and after eating breakfast, they felt warm all over.

Yingyue was cleaning up the dishes on the side. Mo Xiao reached out and held Lin Jiuqing's hand and rubbed it. He wanted to say something but didn't know how to start.

Lin Jiuqing glanced at him and suddenly asked, "You didn't do anything to Lin Qingqing, did you?"

Mo Xiao was stunned: "What?"

Lin Jiuqing: "In the final analysis, it's your fault that you attracted so many people and made her fall deeply in love with you."

Mo Xiao's eyes suddenly widened. Was this still his fault?

Lin Jiuqing continued, "She is a spoiled young lady, and it is not easy for her to be trapped in this deep palace. Moreover, Minister Lin has done his best to help you in this expedition, which is a great merit. You must not let him feel disappointed."

Hearing this, Mo Xiao somewhat understood the meaning of Lin Jiuqing's words.

He pursed his lips and said softly: "But she wants to hurt you, don't you feel wronged?"