"Wan Aiqing, is there anything else going on later?"
"Your Majesty, everything is fine."
"Then retreat, I'm tired."
"yes."
Wan Youqing greeted Feng Dabao in a low voice and slowly stepped away.
After exiting the Qianqing Palace, Wan Youqing glanced at the palace behind him with deep meaning.
Your Majesty's kidneys seem to be in poor condition.
After all, he is still an ordinary person and has not practiced martial arts.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
The royal family in the world is really pitiful, like a canary in a cage.
Indulgence can enjoy countless glory and wealth, but the soul is trapped in a small shell of flesh and will turn into loess in just a few decades.
In the previous Zhou Dynasty, there were even anecdotes of a prime minister assisting the emperors of ten dynasties.
At that time, almost all the rights of Emperor Zhou were emptied out, and he was completely reduced to a 'broiler' for producing wish stones.
Any emperor's art is quite pale in the face of time and years.
It has been more than two hundred years since the founding of the Wei Dynasty, and the imperial power has shown signs of decline.
It's time to make more plans for yourself.
The next day, Chen's study room.
Chen Cheng'an, the eldest young master of the Chen family, walked into the study, picked up a chair and sat down, saying, "Dad, what does the emperor mean? I gave the eldest sister a pass token and allowed her to stay overnight. This is every day." Let her indulge in the fifth prince's side? Although my sister is practicing martial arts, she is still in the boudoir. How is this inappropriate?"
Chen Mou, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, glared at him and said: "What emperor, old man, no matter how big or small, that is my Majesty the Wei Dynasty."
"Oh! Anyway, it's almost the same." Chen Cheng'an didn't care and said nervously: "Dad, you said the emperor is old... Do you think it is possible that His Majesty wants my sister to marry the fifth prince?"
After hearing this, Chen Mou was a little confused and said ambiguously: "This possibility cannot be ruled out."
"That's not possible. The fifth prince has no support from his mother and concubine, and he has no talent in his belly. If you peel off the prince's skin, he is nothing. How can such a person match my talented eldest sister."
Chen Cheng'an added jealously: "Besides, my sister's cultivation will be ruined by marrying into the royal family."
After listening to Chen Chengan's description, Chen Mou also frowned, forming the character "Sichuan".
When he imagined that the daughter he had worked so hard to raise would get married, his heart felt as if someone had squeezed it hard and stopped beating.
However, Chen Mou also knew his son's usual urine behavior, so he took a glance at it and said, "What exactly do you want to say?"
"I knew I couldn't hide it from my dad."
"If you have something to say, say it quickly! If you have a fart, say it quickly!"
Chen Chengan smiled and said in a slightly flattering tone: "I have a best friend who is a natural talent for martial arts. Now at the age of fifteen, he has reached the ninth level of Kaimai. He is extremely talented and his family is also amazing. , is as rich as a country. I think he is a perfect match for my sister. Dad, if I bring him to my house in a few days to meet my sister, can you keep an eye on me? "
"Are you talking about the third young master of the Li family?" Chen Mou picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"Yes, yes, that's him."
"Your sister won't agree to it."
"Why?"
"She is already behind you and hates you to the core."
"ah?"
When Chen Cheng'an turned around, he saw Chen Xuerong, who had come in at some unknown time, his eyes widened like copper bells.
Suddenly, she kicked Chen Chengan with a sweeping kick.
Chen Chengan screamed, and flew out of the study room with the chair, and the sandalwood chair under him suddenly fell into pieces.
"Sister, what are you doing!"
"You have taken a fancy to other people's money and want to marry your sister. You really have a wishful thinking." Chen Xuerong said with a half-smile: "And let me tell you again, I would rather marry His Highness the Fifth Prince than you." That third son of the Li family."
"Why?"
"The Fifth Prince is handsome and has a good figure, while the Third Young Master of the Li family must have been born face first on the ground. He is so ugly that he is unique in his own way. The two are at odds with each other."
"But he is already at the ninth level of Kai Mai, and he is a martial arts genius."
"When I choose your brother-in-law, I definitely don't care about his cultivation talent. Anyway, he won't be higher than your sister."
Chen Chengan was speechless for a moment.
"Okay, stop making trouble." Chen Mou stood up appropriately and changed the subject: "Rong'er, what do you think your Majesty did for doing this?"
Chen Xuerong's frivolous expression faded and she said seriously: "It's actually not as complicated as we thought. Recently, there have been frequent incidents of Korean assassins in the palace. Dad, don't you know very well?"
After his daughter reminded him, Chen Mou immediately thought: "Are you saying that His Majesty wants you to protect the Fifth Prince, but it's difficult to explain it in detail, so he came up with such a compromise?"
"They should be inseparable. The fifth prince is alone. Not only does he have no support in the court, but even his own mother and concubine's power has been wiped out and has become a thing of the past."
"But he also has the status of a prince, and the strength of the guards in the palace varies. If the enemy country takes advantage of the loophole and makes a mistake, it will also lose the face of the Wei Dynasty, and it will easily lead to other negative impacts. At this time, the situation I’m nervous, we can’t make such a mistake.”
Chen Mou nodded and said, "What you said makes sense. You appear next to the fifth prince in the name of teaching martial arts. In this way, you can not only protect the fifth prince, but also block the influence of other princes."
"I feel there is a deeper intention, but I can't guess it yet." Chen Xuerong said thoughtfully.
Chen Mou suddenly said worriedly: "On a deeper level, it won't make you fall in love for a long time. I really want you to marry the Fifth Highness, right?"
His heart ached even more when he thought of his daughter marrying that prince.
"I have no idea."
Hearing Chen Xuerong's answer, Chen Mou's heart tightened even more.
Outside the door, Chen Chengan was holding a sandalwood board and rubbing his buttocks as he walked: "What are you talking about? Sister, do you really want to marry a fifth prince?"
"roll!"
A few days later.
Qingfeng Pavilion, backyard.
Zhao Hongming and Chen Xuerong stood facing each other, each holding a long wooden knife.
During this period, under the arrangement of Emperor Jian'an, Chen Xuerong would come over almost tomorrow, and sometimes even stay overnight at Zhao Hongming's place.
It made him feel a little uncomfortable for a while.
"Your Highness, Fifth Highness, martial arts requires diligence and playfulness. It requires regular sparring. Your Highness has been practicing Heaven and Earth One Sword Cut for more than a month now. He should be able to master it initially. The only thing left is to strengthen it with regular sparring."
Chen Xuerong, who was standing in front of Zhao Hongming, said seriously in his hands.
"In the next sparring session, Your Highness can just use all his strength, there is no need to hold back."
Hearing this, Zhao Hongming couldn't help but smile.
If he doesn't hold back, you might not be able to catch it.
