The two looked at each other and smiled, and then returned to their residences at a corner.

"I have always heard that Chu Xian is arrogant and difficult to get along with, but the rumors are not complete at first sight today!"

Liu Jin's smile disappeared, his eyebrows were slightly frowning, and he thought in his heart about what happened in the study.

Chu Xian is not a famous little yellow sect in the royal palace.

Like him, the other party was in charge of the royal palace, responsible for the kitchen and weaving, and his subordinates also gathered a group of small yellow doors.

Although he and the other party were in the royal palace, they had different affairs in charge and had few contacts with the rules of the royal palace.

Liu Jin's understanding of it was heard from others.

But Chu Xian was really proud and would not say those amazing words.

The other party is obviously well versed in compliment, and his skills are no weaker than him.

If Chu Xian only had the ability, he would not be afraid.

But if the other party is willing to let go of his arrogant figure, then this person will be very difficult to deal with.

"The King summoned us personally today and gave us the skills, which was clearly to be used more!"

Liu Jin shuttled under the corridor and stopped and nodded in response when he met the maid and servants who asked him about him.

"If I fight for power and profit at this time, it may cause dislike of the king. It would be better not to create trouble for the first time."

Since he was on duty in the royal palace, Liu Jin would naturally speculate on the king's personality preferences.

After continuous analysis, he believed that the king was domineering, extremely confident, and ruthless, and also had feelings.

The king can see the ruthlessness of the enemy, and the protection of his subordinates can see the affection of the enemy.

He is willing to delegate power to his subordinates and even is extremely indulgent to his confidant ministers. This shows his strong confidence in himself.

In the manifestation of dominance, it is the thing that the king decides, and will never change, and no one can change it.

People like the King will never allow their subordinates to fight for power and profit at will, especially at this time.

Liu Jin quickly made a decision in his heart that he would not deliberately fight for power with Chu Xian in the future.

Of course, they cannot get very close together. At that time, it will be a way to get along without catching up with the river.

"My father-in-law is back!"

When Liu Jin returned to his residence, several servants who were staying in the yard immediately put down their work and rushed over.

Several people moved chairs, pressed their feet, and served tea, making Liu Jin comfortable.

"Father-in-law, the king summoned you over, but what did you say?"

A young servant, holding the teacup in front of Liu Jin in both hands, asked curiously.

The other people also looked at each other, obviously very curious.

"Do not ask about the matters of the king!"

When Liu Jin heard this, he put down the teacup that had been delivered to his mouth again, and a cold shout scared several people.

When he saw everyone being stunned by him, he raised his lips and smiled with satisfaction.

"I don't have much to reveal, this is a good thing for me and for you."

Liu Jin's eyes were deep, and he thought a lot on the way back.

The king rewarded them with martial arts, which may be a signal.

In the future, the servants and even maids in the royal palace may practice.

"Really? That's great!"

When several servants heard this, their faces showed surprise.

"Don't spread this matter, just know it yourself."

Liu Jin looked at the expressions of the people, feeling worried, and said coldly: "In this deep palace courtyard, if anyone doesn't have a door in his mouth, the outcome will be bad."

"Yes, yes! Don't worry, father-in-law, we will never talk nonsense!"

The few of them were frightened by Liu Jin's words, and each shivered and nodded repeatedly to assure him.

On the other side, Chu Xian returned to his residence, and a group of people under him immediately surrounded him.

"Don't ask if you shouldn't know."

Chu Xian saw the curious look of several subordinates and spoke expressionlessly.

He took out a few ingots of silver from his arms and threw it to one of his subordinates. He said coldly under the other party's puzzled eyes.

"I'm in a good mood today. You go to find Master Liu in the kitchen and ask him to keep more good things and improve the food for everyone."

When several young servants heard this, they all looked surprised on their faces.

Although Chu Xian did not say it clearly, they also heard the meaning of the words.

This time the king summoned him, the boss must have benefited.

This is a signal that the boss Jian Zai Junxin is highly valued.

When the boss goes up, are they afraid that they will not have a good life?

The logic was straightened out in a moment, and then patted Chu Xian on his chest and assured him that there was no problem and went out happily.

After everyone left, Chu Xian returned to his room.

As a manager in the palace, he has a separate room, although it is not big and only about twenty square meters.

The room is very simple to arrange. In addition to necessary furniture such as tables, chairs, beds, etc., there are also bookshelfs that are taller on one side and one person.

There are many books on the bookshelf, including the four classics of Confucianism, Buddhism, military and Taoism.

Most of these were copied by Chu Xian himself, and only a small part of them were purchased for money.

In other words, now the Bafu cannot help spreading knowledge, and even actively opens the library for people to read and copy.

Otherwise, even if Chu Xian was on duty in the royal palace, he would not have thought of seeing these books.

Chu Xian came to the bookshelf and pulled out a book from the center of the grid.

The book is not thick, it is only one finger high, and the blue cover contains the four words "The True Explanation of Martial Arts".

Chu Xian came to the table, pulled out the chair and sat down.

He gently placed the book on the table, then stretched out his white fingers to open the book.

He turned the page very lightly and looked very seriously.

The paper of the book shows signs of looseness, and each page is full of Chu Xian's understanding.

The room was very quiet, with only the occasional flipped pages of the book "Sasha".

Shaoyang County, Shaoyang City.

The Qin family's temporary courtyard in the city was very depressing at this moment.

In the spacious main hall, the Qin family's servant stood in the corner, lowering his eyebrows and disliked his eyes, turning a deaf ear to the huge movements in his ears.

There was even a vase smashing open at the foot of a servant, and the splashed pieces scratched the latter, and bright red blood flowed out of the wound.

The man still did not move, and even shrank his body smaller, as if this would make him feel more full.

"Bastard, Zheng Yuanhao, you are just a fucking bad guy, bitch!!"

Qin Shuyue kept cursing in the room, smashing everything he could see.

There was no news for the people he sent for several days, and later he sent several waves of people all ended up sank to the sea.

At this time, even a fool could see that something was wrong.

After Qin Shuyue couldn't receive the news, he finally felt panicked.

After he knew that asking for help from the Zheng family was useless, he personally visited Luo Bing and Yuan Zongqin, but both of them refused directly.

Now the southern route has set out to attack the gods and horses.

Everyone in the city had finished leaving, leaving only their Qin family and a few affiliated forces.

When Qin Shuyue thought about the situation he might face when he returned to his family, he shuddered all over.

He was a little tired from smashing and sat down on the only intact chair.

"Why are you all standing there? Do you want to die? Why don't you go and pour me tea!"

Qin Shuyue cursed for a few hours, and his mouth was dry and he wanted to drink water. He subconsciously stretched out his hand, but he didn't even have any hair.

The anger that had just fallen in his heart ignited again.

Fortunately, he did not have any adults this time, and the servant who heard the order was as if he was amnesty and hurried down to prepare tea.

The servant just went out when he bumped into Meng Tong who came to find Uncle Qin.

"What kind of impatience is the norm!"

Meng Tong was hit by her body, and she was fine, but her servants were knocked away.
To be continued...