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Chapter 2 The Emperor's Funeral

.It is worthy of me, so I quickly adjusted my psychology, and a perfect smile appeared on my face, and I performed the eunuch's etiquette to the elders.

"What a good boy." The eunuch saw me so sensible, covered his mouth with his sleeves and laughed.

"It's too much." My father nodded, then exchanged glances with the eunuch. Then he got into the luxury car prepared by the military district's Luoyang office and drove all the way to the hotel he was staying at.

"Is that an ally of the family?" I asked my father in the car.

My father nodded: "Well, Meng De, you are premature. It's okay to tell you this kind of thing. Although our Cao family is in a high position and powerful position within the federal government, they are not well-off. At that time, the Emperor of the Cao family was originally surnamed Xiahou and later adopted the Cao family, which was the eunuch of the current dynasty. It was with the assistance of eunuchs in the court that our Cao family had gained a foothold in the Northeast. Later, our Cao family also produced some talents and their strength became stronger and stronger. By now, they have become the real and nameless king of Northeast China.

However, it is because of this damn origin. Those self-proclaimed noble gentry looked down on us, but they also jealous of the power in our hands. Therefore, few people have friends with our Cao family. In order to have someone say something in the center, our Cao family can only form an alliance with eunuchs. The eunuchs are also very happy to be able to make friends with allies like our Cao family outside. Both sides can be regarded as mutual benefit."

I nodded slowly, then shook my head: "The reputation is not good."

But my father smiled bitterly: "This is also helpless. Fortunately, my Cao family has been operating in the Northeast for thousands of years. It is OK there."

This time, I just nodded and didn't express my thoughts.

Too small.

Is my father’s pattern only in the northeast?

It's really too small.

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The hotel is said to be a seven-star rating. It is specially used to entertain foreign officials from Luoyang. My father has a high position and strong means. At this time, he can also book a room on the next floor. However, although the hotel is good, it is not as comfortable as home. When I go out, I miss home a little.

The funeral of the old emperor was very big. After all, China is a superpower that has been passed down for thousands of years. Although it has declined in recent years, its foundation is still very strong. It looks very imposing. But the expenses are also scary. It makes me feel terrible. I think that so much money is enough to form twenty special armored divisions. The mud horse is actually spent on a dead man. It is really a prodigal son.

After the funeral, the new emperor's ascension ceremony was held. Two weddings and weddings were separated by a week, which gave my father a buffer time. After all, it was not easy to go to Beijing once. Although we could meet through video phones, we could not be as friendly as face-to-face conversations. So, after rushing to the reception banquet of eunuch leader Gao Hai on the first day, my father led me to exchange feelings one by one.

The adults of the two families were talking about friendship, praising each other's achievements, and exchanging some promises. Of course, they also had to meet the children of both sides so that they could make some plans for the future. If there were women of appropriate age at home, they would even think about whether they could board the Cao family's ship through marriage. Even if the family was a little worse, they could be a normal wife, so they could be a normal wife. If they took a step back, it would be a concubine.

After all, although the Cao family has a bad reputation, its strength is first-class. I am the only son of the Cao family. I can't say that they will count on their future son-in-law for the rest of their lives.

Therefore, on the faces of those damn bastards, I saw the kindness that was pretending to be, but in their eyes, I only saw naked desires.

It's so disgusting.

At least, I wouldn't be interested in those little dwarfs who are dragging their noses and wearing crotch-open pants, but still crying without teeth.

And those who are a little older are either pretentious, arrogant, or domineering, or lewd or vulgar. Anyway, I like everyone I like - not to mention that they are older than me!

"Meng De, you have a high vision. Aren't children like this? I think there are a few good ones... Well, okay, when I didn't say anything, don't look at me with that look."

So, my father, who was about to persuade me to be a little more serious, retreated before he could finish a whole sentence.

It's easy. When you reach age, you will find a woman who can see it and have a child, even if you complete the task. If the woman's family can provide me with a little help, it's better. If not, it doesn't matter. It's natural to expect me to help. But the reward cannot be reduced. As for love, hehe.

"Maybe it's because Meng De is still young. After a few years, the scrutiny may be different." My father comforted himself like this.

It would be his best. Anyway, I made up my mind. After seeing the good show of the infant ascending the throne, I would go back to the Northeast. I would not have thought about it when I asked me to go on a blind date. It would be better to read military books or practice swordsmanship if I had time at that time.

Speaking of this, I am a little proud. As the son of the Governor of Northeast China, I naturally would not squeeze into school with ordinary people to attend classes. Instead, I received elite education with the descendants of senior officials of the Northeast Military Region.

However, in my opinion, except for a few of the most capable students, most of these senior children are very mediocre - it is not that they are not working hard enough, but that the gap in talent and talent makes it as difficult for these guys to listen to the lecturer to teach various professional knowledge.

But I was different. The lecturers received all the knowledge taught by the lecturers, and in addition, they also had various military books and war books. From the oldest Taigong military strategy, to the most common army exercises, to the latest special mecha war examples, they all read.

When I was tired of reading, I practice swords. Just like reading books, I read the oldest Ape Sword in the Warring States Period to the most practical Japanese sword technique written by Yu Dayou hundreds of years ago, and the latest Sword Guidebook. Although there is no guidance from famous teachers, I am not worried. Anyway, it is just to strengthen my body and relax my mood. Even if I go to the battlefield, I don’t need to use a knife to chop people. The bayonet tactics have been outdated for hundreds of years. (Of course, I didn’t expect that there will be many mud horses in the future, which will be beaten up by cold weapons.)

However, it is not without benefits to do this. After others learned that I was working so hard, whether it was true or false, they would praise him: Jiangmen Huzi. Although my father himself is very poor.

Just as I had read enough military books for a day and was about to go to the gym on this floor to practice, my father walked into my room.

"The throne ceremony was one day ahead of schedule." My father said to me.

"Why?" I asked.

The father snorted coldly: "The bastards who are not yet eu are actually trying to attack the north while the funeral is in trouble. Our spy has heard news, and then he hastened a little."

Is this true? Those European sub-countries are as barbaric as ever. I shook my head and expressed helplessness.

"What a bunch of savages." It seems that my father's view is the same as mine. After I catered to his words, my father said another thing: "Since you want to participate in the throne ceremony, there are some rules here that you must abide by. I'll tell you now."

I nodded. Perhaps the longer the national rules are passed down, the more. I thought so. After that, I listened carefully to the various cumbersome and boring rules my father said.

However, when my father said that he would kneel down and salute, my face turned a little ugly.

"I don't want to." I said so.

"What don't want to?" My father obviously didn't understand what I mean.

"I mean, I don't want to kneel down."

"Don't you want to kneel down? Didn't you kneel at the funeral a few days ago?" My father was a little surprised.

I shook my head: "I mean, I don't want to kneel down with a stinky breasts - no, it's just a baby - or a woman. I don't want to kneel down with her." After saying that, I thought about it and added: "The old emperor could barely bear the tribute to me, after all, the dead are the most important."

My father heard what I meant, as if the old emperor still had a loss to his death, so he received a kneeling salute from me. He couldn't help but feel a little amused.

I have to say that my father really accommodates me - of course, it is more likely that he has never had a child after me.

Seeing me saying this, my father didn't say anything, but just smiled tolerantly: "If you don't want to go, don't go. Just don't go, you won't be able to see this good show."

I shrugged, it doesn't matter, it's like a snack. It's really good to eat it, but it doesn't matter if I don't.

"That's it." My father was about to go out after he finished speaking.

"Wait a minute, Father. I have something to discuss with you." I stopped him at this time.

"Oh? What's the matter?" asked the father.

"After returning to the Northeast, give me an army?" I said.

"Do you want to participate in this battle? Is it a little earlier?" my father asked in some questions.

"My father also said that I am a precocious person. Moreover, our Cao family is on the front line, so the sooner we come into contact with war, the better."

My father nodded as if he was moved by me, thought for a while and said, "Then, I will arrange for you..."

"No, my father, that's not what I mean." I interrupted my father.

"What's your idea? Let's say it out together." The father laughed and said.

"I mean, I want to be the chief officer of an army, not the kind of staff or logistics personnel who serve on duty. The army doesn't have to be too large, even a battalion is good."

"You're a little too much." My father shook his head and was about to reject me, but he heard a knock at the door.

"Please come in." My father's expression became much less indifferent, and he returned to the usual state of the unfathomable Northeast Governor.

So a servant pushed open the door, first bowed to my father and me separately, then took out an invitation and handed it to my father with both hands.
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