Chu Qing's pants were pulled up, by the woman, by the majestic concubine of the Supreme Emperor.
Chu Qing, who was completely dumbfounded, was helped away and gently helped to the tiger-skin stool by the previous emperor, the Supreme Emperor.
Chu Qing's mouth was open and he couldn't say a word. His newly restarted brain was trying to analyze what the situation was now.
It wasn't until he lowered his head that he suddenly noticed that the stool under the tiger skin was actually engraved with a nine-clawed golden dragon pattern, and then he stood up as if he was electrocuted.
This is the dragon chair!
Chu Qing hurriedly bent down to salute, opening his mouth, still not knowing what to say.
Like a kind old mother, Concubine Hua actually stretched out her hand, took Chu Qing's hand, and pressed Chu Qing on the "dragon chair" again.
Chu Qing sniffed his nose subconsciously, wondering if the two of them had drunk too much.
There was no smell of alcohol, but the Emperor's black diamond-like face, full of embarrassment, and Concubine Hua's face changing like a Peking Opera, from the vicious old woman just now to the concerned aunt next door. .
Seeing the dull look on Chu Qing's face, Concubine Hua laughed and covered her mouth.
At almost fifty years old, she is still charming.
The Supreme Emperor rubbed his hands, with a hint of nervousness on his face: "Wu An, you're okay."
"My father?" Chu Qing finally came to his senses and sat on the dragon chair, feeling awkward all over: "To tell you the truth, my father is fine."
"Okay, that's good, okay."
The Supreme Emperor let out a long sigh, stretched out his hand, rubbed Chu Qing's head vigorously, grinned and said: "You baby, you have grown so big, you can be considered beautiful, but your body is broken."
Concubine Hua also smiled coquettishly and echoed: "Unlike his father, who is weak in body and bones, but has a blessed face."
The Supreme Emperor turned around and waved his hand: "The child is here, Sun Ping, hurry up and have a banquet."
"Old slave obeys the order."
The old eunuch who was older than Sun An quickly exited the hall.
Chu Qing has roughly figured out what's going on. The Supreme Emperor and his father seem to be very strong?
So was it just a show in front of Zhang Songling?
But if it's acting, Zhang Songling...is he worthy?
For a moment, Chu Qing fell into confusion again.
The Supreme Emperor picked up the embroidered pier next to him and sat directly opposite Chu Qing, more than a head taller than Chu Qing.
"Good boy, please tell me how Wu'an is doing these days. Are you doing well in the Chu Mansion?"
Chu Qing asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, my humble minister, can you stand up and speak?"
Chu Qing, who was sitting on pins and needles, was really frightened. The emperor was doing the embroidery and sitting on the dragon chair. This old guy couldn't have done it on purpose, and then punished himself for the crime of disrespect.
"Oh, they are all members of the family, why are you so polite?" Concubine Hua poured a cup of tea herself and handed the warm teacup into Chu Qing's hand.
After taking the tea cup, Chu Qing was still a little at a loss.
Concubine Hua opened her mouth and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, my child. This old man has such a temper and is not serious. You just need to know that your father, Chu Wensheng, saved the life of the Supreme Emperor more than once."
The Supreme Emperor was not happy and said with a pinched neck: "I also saved him."
Concubine Hua retorted: "Wu An saved him more than ten times, but you only saved him a few times. You are shameless."
The Supreme Emperor blushed: "More than ten times."
"He saved you on the battlefield. You saved him just to help him deal with those civil servants."
"Oh, okay, okay, this kid is still here, don't talk about these old things."
Chu Qing was so shocked.
What on earth did the Supreme Emperor do back then, a humanoid self-propelled mine detector? Dad actually saved him more than ten times on the battlefield?
"Why are you so stunned? Let's talk quickly. Tell us about Wu'an's current situation. Talk to me. On weekdays, Wu'an always mentions me."
Concubine Hua glared at the Supreme Emperor: "Let the child ask first, don't scare him again."
"Yes." The Supreme Emperor chuckled and looked at Chu Qing: "It was my negligence, just ask."
"Um..." Chu Qing asked bravely: "Have you ever had a life-long relationship with my father?"
"This is natural. You must know that when we were in the border army, the Liang Rong thieves called me, Wu An, and Qin Gang the two heroes of Zhongzhou."
Chu Qing clapped his fingers.
Two heroes... Then why three people?
Sure enough, Concubine Hua ruined the situation: "You are shameless. Liang Ren is clearly talking about General Chu and General Qin. What does it have to do with you?"
"What do you, a woman, know? You are talking about me and Wu An, but you may also be talking about me and Qin Gang. In short, there is me."
"Qin Gang?" Chu Qing suddenly thought about it: "Qin Gang, the general of Zhuguo who is in charge of the eight battalions of the Ministry of War, Lord Qin?"
"It's him."
A trace of loneliness flashed across the face of the Supreme Emperor: "This old boy, and your father, don't know how to come to the palace to see me, but I still always dream about them."
Concubine Hua stood behind the Supreme Emperor and comforted her softly: "It will be fine in a few years. Don't be upset. If you call them here, you will harm them."
"That's right. You'er has not been on the throne for a long time and doesn't have enough prestige. Let's wait for a while and then ask the two of them to come and drink with me for three days and three nights."
Looking at Chu Qing, the Supreme Emperor smiled again: "But it's okay. Now you have replaced Lao Jiu and become the leader of the Emperor's personal army. When you have nothing to do, you can come to the palace to accompany me."
"Lao Jiu?"
"Of course it's Yan'er. Aren't you two familiar with each other?"
Chu Qing's expression changed drastically: "Chen Yan?"
As soon as Concubine Hua saw Chu Qing's face, she knew he was a bad guy. She quickly pointed at the back of the Emperor's head and pressed her hand gently: "How does this child know Yan'er's identity? I know you can't keep your mouth shut."
Chu Qing was dumbfounded for the Nth time.
Lao Jiu and Yan'er replaced the deputy commander of Qianqiying, and they were clearly talking about Chen Yan. This meant that Chen Yan was the prince. Should this guy's real name be Chang Chengyan? !
Suddenly, Chu Qing suddenly remembered.
Chen Yan seemed to have made a "joke" with himself. If he were a god or a time traveler, the other party would still be a prince.
And I was indeed a time traveler, but the other party... was really a prince!
Immediately afterwards, Chu Qing remembered something again.
Huang Laosi also said something similar, if he is a time traveler, the other party is the emperor?
Thinking of this, Chu Qing rolled his eyes.
Huang Laosi is so cool that he wants to be the emperor. Is he worthy? He looks like the leopard spirit of Nanshan King. Besides, their voices don’t sound alike. One thing to say, Huang Laosi’s voice is very magnetic and very similar. It was as if he was about to explain the animal world. As for the emperor in the court, he opened his mouth like a newly neutered male duck, and their voices were also different.
No longer thinking about these messy things, Chu Qing asked the answer he wanted to know most.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty, I would like to ask, if I and Zhang Songling fight to the death, can you two... can you turn a blind eye?"
The Supreme Emperor sighed, with a look of embarrassment on his face. After standing up, he shook his head.
Concubine Hua looked hesitant: "Brother, he..."
Chu Qing smiled bitterly, and then he remembered that Concubine Hua was not only a concubine, but also Zhang Songling's sister. In front of her sister, she said she wanted to kill her eldest brother. How did she come up with this question?
Full of disappointment, Chu Qing didn't know what to say.
If there was no friendship between my father and the Supreme Emperor, or if the couple had cold words to me, it would be okay to say that, but the other party was so warm to me, it would be a bit unreasonable for me to go to Zhang Songling, but Zhang Songling had to be eliminated.
"My child, just give me some thin noodles and let him go first."
Chu Qing didn't speak, lowered his head, and felt anxious.
Concubine Hua said softly: "The Supreme Emperor and I are old acquaintances of your father. You are a junior, so you should fulfill your filial piety, okay?"
"Mother, I..."
"Okay!" Seeing the embarrassment on Chu Qing's face, the Supreme Emperor gritted his teeth and patted Chu Qing's shoulder hard: "Then just turn a blind eye and just take action. The worst is, those thirty thousand strings , I don’t want it anymore.”
"Ah?" Chu Qing was confused: "What thirty thousand strings?"
"The income sent to the palace every month, there are still four days until the end of the month. If you get rid of him, I..." The old emperor blushed: "Wouldn't there be a shortage of thirty thousand guan in the palace?"
Chu Qing was still confused for the Nth time, his face full of geometric shapes: "What you just meant is that you can do it, but...after four days?"
"if not?"
"I...even if you ask me to touch him within four days, I can't do it."
"Ah?" The Supreme Emperor was confused: "You mean, it will take some time?"
Chu Qing nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
The Supreme Emperor beamed with joy: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I thought the 30,000 strings were gone."
Concubine Hua glared at the Supreme Emperor: "I know money all day long, so I'll put it in trouble for my children."
After finishing speaking, Concubine Hua whispered to Chu Qing: "Don't be embarrassed. You can get rid of your eldest brother whenever you want. Once the money is gone, you can earn more. You missed the opportunity. Don't let your eldest brother slip away."
There seems to be a kind of magic in Zhaoyang Palace, a kind of confusing magic.
Chu Qing really wanted to ask Concubine Hua, "Mother, is that Zhang Songling your eldest brother?"
