“Tu tuk…”

The door sounded softly, and Chen Zi'ang put down the books in his hand, picked up a small wooden hammer at his hand, and gently tapped a small gong on the table.

Hearing the sound of gongs, the small door of the study was gently pushed open, and Dong Yuner slowly walked in wearing an embroidered maid's blue shirt.

"Young Master, the master asked someone to send this sword over and gave instructions to prohibit the young master from traveling abroad this month."

Dong Yuner held a long sword with an ancient shape in her hand, which was the sword that the Zhenshan Sword Bu Shu was riding.

Chen Zi'ang got up and took it, looked at Dong Yuner's still pale face, gestured a few times, and a hint of concern appeared in his eyes.

"Young Master is worried about me?"

Dong Yuner hesitated for a moment and asked hesitantly.

Seeing Chen Ziang nodding, her heart felt hot and a smile appeared on her face and said, "Thank you for your concern. I'm fine. The doctor said that it would be fine for a few days to rest!"

"By the way, the person who came to the master said that the master of this sword was a thirteen-way thief... The anti-king, a famous figure under the throne of the Great Sage. Among the many generals under the Great Sage, the top three in the battle between the soldiers!"

In this era, the battle between the infantry and the horse is not as good as the battle between the horse. After all, the battle on the battlefield usually depends on horse battle. It is because of this that Bu Shucheng will receive a mission that is thousands of miles away.

However, being able to rank among the top three in the infantry battles of the great saints with many military generals is enough to show that Bu Shucheng is superb.

Chen Ziang nodded and placed the long sword in his hand on a treasure pavilion shelf in the room.

"thump!"

Chen Zi'ang was stunned, but saw Dong Yun'er kneeling on the ground facing him.

Speaking of which, it has not been long since Dong Yuner didn't become her Dong family lady. With Cherry's compliment and Chen Zi'ang's will, some ladies' habits have not been changed.

For example, when she talks to Chen Zi'ang, she never calls herself a slave, she always speaks with "I". She only appears when outsiders are present. When she faces Chen Zi'ang alone, she has never kneeled down.

After opening his mouth, Chen Zi'ang knew that she had something to ask for him, but he still came forward to help him. After all, he didn't like the etiquette of kneeling down and worshiping.

"Young Master, please teach me martial arts!"

Dong Yuner touched the ground with her head, and her body pressed down hard to prevent Chen Zi'ang from helping her up.

Shaking his head, Chen Zi'ang used some force again, and the girl was still resisting, and I was kneeling when you didn't agree.

‘Hey, it’s really troublesome! If you don’t look up, how do you know whether I agree or not?’

Stand up, Chen Zi'ang returned to the table and took out a piece of white characters and wrote three big characters, and returned again.

"Agree!"

The three big characters in white and black were stuffed in front of the girl, making her stand up with an awkward look on her face.

‘It’s embarrassing, so excited that I forgot that the young master can’t speak!’

With a blushing and hot face, Dong Yuner walked out of the door with joy.

The next day, when Dong Yuner looked at the books in front of her with a blank expression, Chen Zi'ang thought to himself that he was going to suffer.

"Young Master, why do these people have no hair?"

"Also, what is Buddha?"

"What does compassion mean? Is it the same thing as kindness?"

"Who is the Arhat? Why are they not called Buddha after shaved hair?"

The series of questions made Chen Ziang confused, and he secretly regretted that he shouldn't teach her this skill. At that time, he only thought about teaching her and still able to accumulate some experience for himself, but he forgot that there was no Buddhist inheritance in this world, and some professional terms cannot be understood by people here.

After thinking for a while, Chen Zi'ang smiled awkwardly and had to go back to the room and change the door according to his memory.

‘Girl, it seems that the young master’s magical skills are not related to you! You should practice these stupid skills honestly!’

Chen Zi'ang shrugged and muttered to himself in his heart.

*******

But during the month when Chen Zi'ang was confined, the world changed suddenly!

Song Mansion.

The Song Mansion has long been transformed into a place where Song Xiu handles government affairs, and the original family and slaves have long been placed in another courtyard.

In the spacious hall, all the main figures in Song Xiu's mansion gathered together today.

Song Xiu sat in the main seat. During these days, he was completely in charge of a county affairs. He could control the life, death, wealth and honor of countless people in one sentence, and also made him more majestic. Just the momentum of sitting there could suppress everyone in the hall.

"The emperor is dead! The news came from the capital the day before yesterday is already seven days old!"

Song Xiu opened his mouth quietly and quietly observed the reactions of everyone in the hall.

The expressions on everyone's faces were all kinds of strange, and some were surprised, some were panicked, and some were secretly happy in their eyes.

"There is no need to question the authenticity of the news. This matter can no longer be covered. I believe it will spread to the world in the near future."

Song Xiu took all the reactions of everyone and slowly spoke again.

"Master, the emperor is only about thirty years old. It is rumored that he is even more healthy and can control several women at night. How could he die smoothly?"

He is thin and has a three-inch beard. Mr. Sima, who is currently in charge of dominating the Ministry of Personnel, stepped forward and bowed to Song Xiu and asked.

"It is reported that our emperor died because of a woman, and he died on Concubine Hui that day and night."

Mr. Sun, who was standing beside Song Xiu, answered on behalf of Song Xiu.

"Hmph! It's not that simple. I guess some people can't wait!"

Xu Wei, who was pale and cold, snorted coldly. For some reason, he had cold but had a hot temper. This does not mean that this person is reckless, on the contrary, Xu Wei is meticulous and considers him a number of people among many staff members.

"Mr. Xu expected it should be right! Now the new emperor has confirmed that it is the emperor's thirteenth son Zhou Kuangyin."

Song Xiu nodded.

"The emperor's thirteenth son is not old, right?"

Someone in the crowd asked.

"I just passed my three-year-old birthday last month, and his biological mother is a maid, and there is no support from the clan behind him."

Mr. Sun replied.

"Sir..., it's really blatant! The escort of the palace is from the Xie family of Chen County, and the general guarding the capital is from the Shen family of Jiangdong. So who has the final say in the capital now?"

Xu Wei's face was pale, but his eyes seemed to be burning with flames, staring at Mr. Sun in his head with a torch.

"Shen Family! The guard commander Xie Changbi was dismissed last month for his poor protection."

Mr. Sun seemed to know everything about the capital.

"Also, Gu An, the Marquis of Dingyuan, was also dead. The whole family was destroyed the night before yesterday, and the Marquis' Mansion was set on fire. The fire burned for a whole night before it was extinguished!"

Song Xiu spoke again, but the whole audience was in chaos, which shocked them even more than the dead emperor.

"Why is Juyongguan still there? No, what I'm talking about is Juyongguan being compromised by the anti-king king!"

Xu Wei asked in a hurry, and Dingyuan Hou was responsible for guarding Juyongguan.

A man next to him patted his shoulder gently and said slowly: "Brother Xu, don't be excited, Juyongguan is not so easy to be broken, and if Juyongguan is opened, we must have received the news."

This is Ouyang Ting, who looks handsome like a daughter. Moreover, he is not only a think tank guest of Song Xiu, but also serves as the responsibility of preparing the arsenal. He is a person who can be civil and military.

"That's right, Juyong Pass is a natural reliance between the nine counties in the Central Plains and the eighteen counties in the outer territory. The clans in the Central Plains will not hand it over easily."

Song Xiu nodded and said slowly: "The problem now is what should we do?"

"The incident happened too suddenly. We were shortly after the uprising, and our soldiers were weak and few generals. As long as we were targeted, it would be a dead end."

Song Xiu frowned and his voice was low.

"Don't worry too much, my father."

The speaker was Song Fengyuan, the seventh son of Song Xiu, who bowed and continued: "We are living in the southwest of the Baxia, with barren land and scarce resources. Behind them is only the poorer Tai'an County, which is not threatening to those who want to enter the Central Plains. I think they will not focus on us."

"After that being said, we have to be careful. Although we live in the southwest border, the dangers of the relevant mountains can be seen and disputed by the world as long as we occupy the land of the mountains. At that time, we will not be able to see the world, but the position of overlord in a place is definitely good!"

Song Yuyuan also stood up and said, "So just in case, I think we should be prepared to be targeted."

"Yuyuan is right. No matter what the outcome is, as long as we take Guanshan, we will be almost invincible!"

Song Xiu nodded, slapped his seat and stood up, shouting to everyone in the hall: "Everyone! It's a misfortune for me to wait for in trouble, but it's also a great blessing for me to wait for! Most of you are born in the grass and have no chance to be with a high position, but now the opportunity is here! Let me wait and witness the success or failure!"

"General Zhang, if you lead people to attack Guanshan, you must attack it in one go!"

"Here!"

General Zhang is Song Xiufa's childhood friend. He has been with each other for many years and has made friends with relatives. He is also the biggest helper to help Song Xiu control the domineering.

"Qinchuan, go to Tai'an County and tell the people there that the plan can be launched."

"Here!"

Qin Chuan has a slender figure, a hooked nose, and his eyes are full of gloomy aura.

He is the shadow of Song Xiu, and he handles some secret affairs, and he is also the only one among the people who has no friends.

"Qiyuan, you send me the order to open the guards of Tai'an County and allow refugees to enter. But every person who comes in, as long as he is ten years old and has a height of more than the rut, must work for my Song family unconditionally for a whole year! Those who are dissatisfied will kill!"

"Here!"

Song Qiyuan bowed his fists and bowed.

"Fengyuan, you are responsible for organizing refugees to go to Guanshan, so that they can make Guanshan a natural danger that has no way to go within this year!"

"Here!"

"Yuyuan, you are responsible for our contact with many people who are in trouble. Pay close attention to the outside world. I will ask Qin Chuan to hand over what he has in his hands to you."

"Here!"
Chapter completed!