Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

Wen Bieyu looked eagerly, and could only pray in his heart that he would never hurt himself, put the boat aside, suddenly remembered something, and asked: "By the way, your lord, when I just came back, I saw Many people are walking towards the east wing, what are they doing?"

"East Wing?"

Zhu Chengjun was taken aback for a moment: "Isn't Grandpa Uncle living there?"

Wen Bieyu said: "Yes, I also heard that Old Guoji lived in the East Wing, and I also heard that Mrs. Chen gave an order not to disturb him. But just now, many people went there again and took them. Lots of things."

"Oh?"

Zhu Chengjun opened his eyes wide and blinked, and immediately said, "I'll take a look."

"His Royal Highness, you still—"

Wen Bieyu originally wanted to persuade him to let him rest for a while, but before finishing speaking, Zhu Chengjun had already jumped over to open the door and ran away. Wen Bieyu followed him only to see his back, and shook his head and smiled helplessly.

At noon the sun is poisonous, and the sun makes the whole body hot.

After a while, Zhu Chengjun ran to the east wing, his whole body was red, he just took a few breaths, and then looked up, he saw a few people come out from the east wing door, holding some joss stick paper money, heavy bronze in his hand. Candlesticks, and some unintelligible objects.

Zhu Chengjun grew up in the palace, and the palace didn't allow these ghosts and gods spells to be used, so he saw it inexplicably and quickly ran in.

When I came to Lao Guo's uncle's room, the door was hidden.

Zhu Chengjun shouted: "Uncle Grandpa!"

The door was opened immediately, and the old country uncle stood at the door and saw him, smiling and saying, "Why are you here?"

Zhu Chengjun ran over in two steps: "I'll see Grandpa Uncle!"

He has rarely been in front of his elders since he was a child, and finally met an elder who loved him so much. Naturally, he was sweet and beloved. The old uncle smiled and brought him in, watching him running sweaty, and touched him from his sleeve. He took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat and poured him a cup of tea.

Zhu Chengjun took it over and said, "Thank you, grandpa, uncle."

The old uncle smiled and sat down and asked: "What are you doing to see Grandpa Uncle?"

Zhu Chengjun drank two sips of water in his cup. Just as he raised his head to say something, there was a sound of footsteps outside. He looked back and found that it was Heyi who walked in this time.

Zhu Chengjun was also close to him, and immediately shouted: "Uncle Crane!"

Seeing that he was here, a smile appeared on He Yi's face, and he walked in and bowed to him: "His Royal Highness is also here."

Zhu Chengjun opened his eyes wide and saw that he was holding a long sword in his hand.

He has been interested in things like swords, guns, swords and halberds since he was a child. When he saw that it was a sword, he craned his neck with joy, but when he looked closely, it was a wooden sword.

He Yi held the wooden sword in front of Lao Guo's uncle, and said respectfully: "Look, is this still going to work?"

The old uncle picked up the wooden sword and pulled a sword flower.

At first glance, his movements are very skillful, and even though he is only holding a wooden sword, it is full of wind in his hand, which is not inferior to those steel long swords.

Zhu Chengjun couldn't help but whispered "Wow".

Hearing his voice, the old uncle looked back at him with a smile, and then took the wooden sword back and said to Heyi: "Take advantage of it."

"Yes."

The old uncle asked again: "Has the altar been repaired?"

He Yi said: "The emperor sent more than a hundred people to work all night, and now it has begun to take shape. As you requested, the altar has a base of nine feet and three floors. There are 120 guards wearing mysterious clothes. Flags around."

The old uncle nodded softly and said, "That's enough."

After he finished speaking, he placed the wooden sword horizontally in Heyi's hand, and said, "Okay, send it to you. Together with the joss stick paper money they just came over to the poor road, they can also be sent over. ."

He Yi took the wooden sword and held it in his hand, and said respectfully: "Then, you have a good rest."

After speaking, he smiled at Zhu Chengjun again, then turned around and walked out.

Zhu Chengjun heard some doubts, what can such a wooden sword be used for? What can you do with that altar?

So he asked: "Uncle grandpa, what are you doing with that sword? Are you going to fight to kill the enemy?"

The old uncle laughed.

Said: "Grandpa Uncle won't go to battle to kill the enemy. If your father is here today, Grandpa Uncle doesn't need to go to battle to kill the enemy."

When Zhu Chengjun heard this, he nodded immediately: "That's right, with the father, he will protect us."

The old uncle smiled and stretched out his hand to touch the top of his running hot head, and said: "However, your father will be old too. After he gets old, someone else must protect everyone."

Zhu Chengjun blinked and said softly, "I can."

The old country uncle smiled and looked at him, and said: "No, it's not just talk about it. You have to have this ability to do such a thing. Compared with your father, you still have learning."

Zhu Chengjun said: "I can learn. Uncle grandpa taught me."

The old country's uncle was amused by his serious look, laughing a little bit out of breath, covering his mouth and coughing several times, turning his head away.

Zhu Chengjun hurried up to pat his back: "Uncle grandpa, what's the matter with you?"

The old uncle panted for a while before looking back at him, his dark face was a little red, and he smiled: "Grandpa uncle listens to what you say, happy. However, you and grandpa uncle can't learn much, you still have much Follow your father to learn. His ability is great."

Zhu Chengjun still wanted to ask, but there was another footstep outside.

This time, it was Chen Zixiao.

He didn't have anything in his hand, but his hurried expression was obviously that he had something to tell the old uncle, but as soon as he walked to the door and saw Zhu Chengjun here, he was still taken aback for a moment: "Your Highness? Why are you here?"

Zhu Chengjun said: "I'll be with Grandpa Uncle."

Chen Zixiao hesitated for a moment, walked in slowly, and bowed to the old uncle: "Father."

He hesitated, as if he wanted to ask Zhu Chengjun to leave. Although he was considered Zhu Chengjun's elder in terms of his identity, he could not be too much as a courtier for His Royal Highness Han.

For a while, the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

It was Lao Guojiu, who touched Zhu Chengjun's head with a smile, and said, "Okay, grandpa uncle has business to do here, go play."

Zhu Chengjun nodded, saluted him obediently, and then went out.

Others didn't have long calves, so they walked slowly. As soon as they walked out, they heard Chen Zixiao walk into the room and closed the door.

Zhu Chengjun became cunning for a while and stopped to listen to what they said secretly. However, even if the door was closed, Chen Zixiao was very cautious, and his voice was very low. After Zhu Chengjun listened for a long time, he only heard a few words from the gap in the window, what is "medicine" and what is "loud" ".