The uncle of the junior master relied on the invisible talisman and was circling around the emperor openly and looked at the emperor.

The emperor was about thirty years old and was not very beautiful, but he was tall and had a long legs, which was quite masculine.

However, there was a little gloomy between his eyebrows, his lips were very thin, and his eyes were also cold and thin.

This man is just a good time for his subjects as an emperor.

The emperor lit a stick of incense on his cheap grandfather and left.

Because of his arrival, the scenery of the Duke's Mansion reached its climax.

The masters of the Duke's Mansion were surrounded by people, and all kinds of horses were pleasing to the masters of the Duke's Mansion.

Even Zhang Mingchen, a child, was surrounded by children of the same age.

However, this excitement has nothing to do with Zhang Mingxi. He knelt aside and pretended to be a guard for his cheap grandfather. In fact, he had already started practicing martial arts.

A day passed, all the guests left, and the people from the Duke's Mansion were finally able to rest.

It's very tiring to deal with customers.

However, it is impossible to keep the mourning hall without anyone.

So, Zhang Mingxi, who had no social engagements during the day, was left to watch.

It is too bullying to have a child who is only five years old.

Don’t you know that children need to have enough sleep and can’t stay up late?

Zhang Mingxi sneered in his heart, looked pitiful on the surface, and knelt obediently in front of the mourning hall.

The night became darker and darker, and most of the people in the Duke's Mansion were already lying on their beds and fell asleep.

Those who are on the night yawn for the sky, some of them simply doze off in a corner, and some use gambling to pass the time.

There was no one else in the mourning hall except Zhang Mingxi and two children from the side.

The children of the other branch are older than Zhang Mingxi and are already young, but their seniority is even lower than Zhang Mingxi.

They looked down on Zhang Mingxi, the young master, and were not worried that Zhang Mingxi would complain to the head of the Duke's mansion, so they were lazy in front of Zhang Mingxi, and dozed off with a thick cloak wrapped around the pillar.

The charcoal basin was brought to them, a little distance from Zhang Mingxi.

The temperature of the charcoal basin can no longer radiate to Zhang Mingxi.

If you change a child, you will definitely be frozen.

Zhang Mingxi has spiritual energy to protect his body, so he doesn't care whether the charcoal basin is around him, but he hates that the two of them bully a child like this.

Zhang Mingxi snorted coldly, waved his hand, and a cold wind blew through out of thin air, blowing out the charcoal fire in the charcoal basin.

The two children from the side had a cold war in their sleep.

Zhang Mingxi stood up and looked at the uncle of the junior teacher who was floating in from outside.

The uncle of the junior teacher nodded at him: "It has already made everyone sleep soundly."

Zhang Mingxi: "Then let's go."

The two of them left the mourning hall carelessly, passed the "corpses" of the night watchmen, and left the Duke's mansion.

The palace was more defensive than when they came last time, but they still couldn't stop them.

The two entered the palace under the guard's eyelids.

The lights in the imperial study were brightly lit, and it was obvious that the emperor had not yet rested.

This is a diligent emperor!

The two came outside the imperial study room and saw the emperor who was comparing the memorial through the window.

There were two large stacks of memorials on the imperial case, one of which was corrected after being corrected, and the other one that had not been corrected yet.

The two stood outside the window for a long time, only seeing the emperor burying his head in official business, but not anything else.

There is no way, so I can only leave the emperor behind and enter his harem to take a look.

Unfortunately, they came too late. The concubines in the harem knew that the emperor would not enter the harem, so they rested early.

This time the two of them went to the palace and were lonely again.

However, during the day, the uncle of the junior master heard sporadic news from the guests who came to worship the old Duke.

From these news, we can know that the emperor's throne ceremony has not been held yet, and it will take more than a month before he will officially ascend the throne.

This emperor was able to take office, but a lot of blood was shed during this period.

Although these guests spoke vaguely and had unknown pronunciations, the uncle of the junior teacher still knew that none of the emperor's brothers were alive.

The uncle of the junior teacher told Zhang Mingxi the news, which made Zhang Mingxi amazed.

"It's too tragic to fight for the throne?"

Uncle Junior: "Isn't it like this for the throne? Didn't there be a saying that has been said? The road to the throne is paved with blood."

Zhang Mingxi: "Ha? Is there such a sentence?"

Uncle Junior: "Yes, this sentence often appears in novels."

Zhang Mingxi was surprised: "What? Are there any novels in the cultivation world?"

Uncle Xiaoshi: "Which world does not have novels? Isn't there a novel in the world you are now? Although it is called a story book."

"Yes." Zhang Mingxi scratched his head, "But now this situation is not a novel, but a real thing. So many people died in this incident, it was simply... "

Zhang Mingxi couldn't find the most suitable adjective.

He actually didn't feel much emotion, after all, this incident did not happen before him.

Even though his grandfather died in this incident, Zhang Mingxi did not have much real feelings.

After all, he is worse than a stranger than this cheap grandfather.

The junior teacher said: "The replacement of power is like this. You have to get used to it."

Zhang Mingxi: "What are you used to? I won't participate in this kind of court struggle."

Uncle Master: "Make you accustomed to bleeding and dead people. In the world of cultivation, bleeding and dead people are common. You cannot see blood and go through wind and rain like flowers in a greenhouse."

"I, I..." Zhang Mingxi I took a long time to say, "I will try my best to adapt."

The junior teacher nodded and said to Zhang Mingxi: "I heard that in three days, a group of people will be beheaded at Caishikou. Then we will go together. You are just in time."

Zhang Mingxi: "No!"

The next day, the two children from the side branches all caught a cold, and the butler gave them ten taels of silver each and sent them away.

Zhang Mingxi also went back to his small yard to rest.

He doesn't need to socialize guests during the day.

Everyone in the Duke's Mansion agreed to let such a young child watch the night.

However, after returning to the courtyard, Zhang Mingxi couldn't rest.

Qin called Zhang Mingxi to harass him again, and must ask him to plead with Zhang Bochuan and let Zhang Bochuan release Qin.

She wanted to organize the funeral of the old Duke as the hostess of the Duke's Mansion.

Zhang Mingxi was silent, and Qin had never seen his situation clearly.

Zhang Bochuan will never let her out of the courtyard in his life.

If there is really a day when he is allowed to go out, I am afraid it will be the day when Qin's death.

Qin was very dissatisfied with Zhang Mingxi's attitude, so he wanted to take action against Zhang Mingxi.

Zhang Mingxi didn't stand and beat her, so she ran away.

Qin was so angry that he stamped his feet, but he couldn't catch up with Zhang Mingxi, so he could only sit in the room and sulk.
Chapter completed!