Wen Biyu looked at him with eyes, and could only pray in his heart that he would not hurt himself. He put the boat aside, and suddenly remembered something again and asked, "By the way, Your Highness, when I came back just now, I saw many people walking towards the east wing, what were they doing?"

"East wing?"

Zhu Chengjun was stunned for a moment: "Don't my uncle live there?"

Wen Bieyu said, "Yes, I also heard that the old uncle lives in the east wing, and I also heard that Lord Chen ordered not to come over and disturb him casually. But just now, many people walked over there and took a lot of things."

"oh?"

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

"Your Highness, you still--"

Wen Bieyu originally wanted to persuade him to take a rest for a while, but before he finished speaking, Zhu Chengjun had already rushed over and opened the door and ran away. Wen Bieyu and the other side saw only his back, and shook their heads helplessly and smiled.

The sun at noon was poisonous, making people's whole body burn.

Zhu Chengjun ran to the east wing in a short while and was covered in red. He had just breathed a few breaths and looked up again. Sure enough, he saw several people walking out of the gate of the east wing, holding some incense, candles, paper money, heavy bronze candlesticks, and some items that he couldn't understand.

Zhu Chengjun grew up in the palace since he was a child, and these ghosts and magic tricks were not allowed in the palace, so he saw it for no reason and ran in quickly.

When I arrived at the old uncle's house, the door was hidden.

Zhu Chengjun shouted: "Uncle!"

The door was opened immediately. The old uncle stood at the door and saw him, and said with a smile: "Why are you here?"

Zhu Chengjun ran over in three or two steps: "I'll come to see my uncle!"

He rarely lived in front of his elders since he was a child. He finally met an elder who loved him so much, so he was naturally sweet and obedient. The old uncle smiled and took him in. Seeing him sweating when he ran away, he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe him sweat, and poured him a cup of tea himself.

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

The old uncle sat down with a smile and asked, "What are you going to see my uncle and grandpa?"

Zhu Chengjun took the cup and drank two sips of water. As soon as he raised his head to say something, there was another sound of footsteps outside. He looked back and saw that this time he came in was He Yi.

Zhu Chengjun was close to him and immediately shouted: "Uncle Heyi!"

Seeing that he was here too, a smile appeared on Heyi's face and walked in and saluted him: "Your Highness is here too."

Zhu Chengjun opened his eyes wide and saw 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 it was a sword, he was so happy that he immediately stretched his neck, but when he looked closely, it was a wooden sword.

He Yi held the wooden sword in front of the old uncle and said respectfully: "Look, is this still possible?"

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

He was very skillful at first glance. Moreover, although he was just a wooden sword in his hand, he was very proud of his power, which was not inferior to those stainless steel long swords.

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

When the old uncle heard his voice, he smiled and looked back at him, then he took back the wooden sword and said to He Yi: "Go ahead."

"yes."

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

He Yi said: "The emperor sent more than a hundred people to work hard all night, and now it has begun to take shape. As you asked, the altar is nine feet high and three floors above and below. There are 120 guards wearing black clothes and holding flags and surrounding them."

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

After he finished speaking, he put the wooden sword in Heyi's hand and said, "Okay, send it here. Even if they came here with the incense, candles and paper money just now, they could send it to me."

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

After saying that, he smiled at Zhu Chengjun again, then turned around and retreated.

Zhu Chengjun was a little confused when he heard this. What can such a wooden sword be used for? What can he do when he cultivates that altar?

So he asked, "Uncle, what are you doing with that sword? Do you also want to go into battle to kill the enemy?"

The old uncle laughed.

He said, "Uncle and grandpa don't go into battle to kill the enemy. If you have your father here today, grandpa don't need to go into battle to kill the enemy."

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

The old uncle smiled and reached out to touch his hot head, and said, "But your father will grow old too. When he gets old, someone else will come to protect everyone."

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

The old uncle looked at him with a smile and said, "Is that okay? It's not enough to just say it. You have to have this ability to do such things. Compared with your father, you still have some learning."

Zhu Chengjun said: "I can learn. My uncle will teach me."

The old uncle burst into laughter by his serious look, laughing a little too much for breath. He covered his mouth and coughed several times, and turned his head away.

Zhu Chengjun hurriedly went up and patted him on the back: "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

The old uncle gasped for a while before looking back at him. His dark face turned red and he smiled and said, "I am happy to hear what you said. However, you and I can't learn much. You should follow your father to learn more. His abilities are great."

Zhu Chengjun wanted to ask, but another sound of footsteps sounded outside.

This time it was Chen Zixiao.

He didn't hold anything in his hand, but his hurried expression was obviously about to come and tell the old uncle about something, but when he walked to the door, he was still stunned: "Your Highness? Why are you here?"

Zhu Chengjun said: "I'll accompany my uncle."

Chen Zixiao hesitated for a moment, walked in slowly, and saluted 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 identity, he could not be too much as a minister when facing His Highness the King of Han.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

However, the old uncle touched Zhu Chengjun's head with a smile and said, "Okay, uncle has something to do here, you go and have fun."

Zhu Chengjun had no choice but to nod, salute him obediently, and then walked out.

Others don’t have long calves, so they naturally walked slowly. As soon as they walked out, they heard Chen Zixiao walking into the room and closing the door.
Chapter completed!