Xu Ziwen has always been famous for his freedom and confidence. At this time, his handsome face also changed color, and the image of being elegant and elegant that has always been gone.

The impact of this news was so great that Xu Ziwen and others were absent-minded.

Xu Gongda's face was ashen, and Chen Jingfu's expression was even more uncomfortable than eating shit. The other noble young men also had different expressions of various emotions, including confusion, fear, disbelief, jealousy, envy, and other external expressions of various emotions.

Chen Zhengzhi looked at his sister and found that Chen Wenjun's face was still plain and she didn't seem to be too excited. Only when he saw his sister's clenched fists could he couldn't help but smile.

No matter what, the brothers and sisters always find something strange. The third sister has a friendship with Xu Zixian when she was young, and seems to have a vague feeling of affection. When the back is revealed, the third sister pays more attention to Xu Zixian. Now that she has heard such a strange thing, how could she be so calm and calm?

However, Liu Zili laughed a few times and said, "It seems that Mingda has really changed. If I have the chance, I really want to visit him once. For military and political affairs, I have to ask him in person."

It seems that he is quite dissatisfied with Chen Jingfu's words just now, and he took the opportunity to come out.

Listening to this, Sun Jingfu, Xu Gongda and others' faces became even more ugly.

Fortunately, Chen Dujing announced the start of the meal with a full face, which eased the embarrassing situation a lot. After killing many Qishan thieves who were in trouble with Fujian, he welcomed a large number of high-ranking officials on his birthday, and the Changwen Hou’s mansion should be full of joy.

As everyone entered the hall in a row to prepare for seats, Chen Dujing looked at his daughter with great attention.

...

"The business in Nan'an Town has nothing to do with us, right?"

Sex-Minist businessman Pu Shougao was wearing a white robe, sitting cross-legged on the precious blanket, cutting the mutton with a golden knife, and eating his own dinner slowly.

The mutton he ate was raised by the Xiqiang people in Hetao. The meat was plump and tender, and it was not comparable to the local sheep in Fujian. The flock of sheep that came thousands of miles away was more than ten times the value of ordinary local sheep. With the precious spices from the West, the price of a sheep is equivalent to the entire family income of a middle-class family in Shangzhou City. For Pu Shougao, it is still a small expense that is not worth mentioning and does not have to be cared about at all.

Pu Shougao and his left and right heads were all Semi-sex people wearing white robes. Most of them were direct members of the family, and a few were confidants who had been with him for many years. They also gave him status within the family. Only then did they have a share to eat with the head of the family in this house.

In any case, a family like the Pu family only trusts their own family members, and only ranks their own people to be high and manages industries across the country.

The Pu family has been in the Great Wei for a hundred years, but they only abide by the laws of the Great Wei on the surface, and their core remains unchanged. They also respect their leaders, their living habits, and even their languages ​​have not changed.

"Don't worry, head of the family." A middle-aged man in white robe bowed and said, "Distant relatives, no actual contact. They use the name of Pu's business, just to benefit from it."

Pu Shougao slowly put down his knife and pondered, "The storm caused by this matter is quite big. We are trying to do a lot. Don't affect yourself because of the small profits in front of you. Since that family has nothing to do with us, don't do anything to save them. I know that someone will come to ask us, but I tell you that no one's request for resignation will change my determination. We can only cooperate with the government in this matter, rather than interfere with or plead with mercy."

“Yes, follow your will.”

Everyone present bowed their heads. Pu Shougao was the only one in the family in his family. He had the will and skills of steel, and no one was too stupid to challenge the decision of the head of the family.

"That Nan'an Prince..." Pu Shougao thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "It's just a small matter, a small person will not interfere with us. Ignore him and don't need to target him. This matter will naturally settle down and don't be too nervous."

Everyone nodded slightly, their bodies shaking, like wild grass swaying in the wind.

...

When Xu Ziwen returned to the palace, he looked a little confused.

From childhood to adulthood, except for the elder brother being the emperor, the third brother being the heir of the royal family, and the future prince, he did not notice any person of his age, nor did he think that there was anyone with his status and ability above him.

In terms of mind, perseverance, vision, literary talent, and of course conversation, family background, and appearance, Xu Ziwen has never discovered any real opponents.

Even his third brother Xu Ziwei, Xu Ziwen didn't take it seriously.

If the court had not had the patriarchal law, Xu Ziwen would have dared to fight for the position of heir of the royal palace.

But this time, Xu Zixian's blow to Xu Ziwen was too heavy. It made Xu Ziwen's breathing severely, but his steps were quite difficult.

From a mediocre and ordinary family member, Xu Zixian completed the most gorgeous transformation in a few months! First, the article caused a sensation in Fuzhou, and now it is developing towards Guangzhou, Jinghu, Wuchang, and Jiangling. Xu Ziwen has received many letters from friends, asking about Xu Zixian's articles on the weekly newspaper. Xu Ziwen is neither willing to think about nor answer this matter.

If Xu Ziwen had been quite confident before, after all, vernacular articles cannot be regarded as a good place, and tonight, Xu Ziwen was truly confused.

Who would have thought that the few remaining soldiers and tired generals of the Nan'an Marquis Mansion, led a group of refugee boys, actually defeated the Qishan thieves with more than 200 people and captured and killed Chen Yuyong?

A thief, the leader of the Qishan thief, who had registered in the Ministry of War and the Privy Council of the Capital, was defeated by Xu Zixian. In addition to Chen Yuyong, there were more than 70 heads hanging on the city of Fuzhou Prefecture. It is estimated that in recent days, there will definitely be many people who come to watch the fun outside the south gate of the city.

Xu Ziwen thought about the scene and felt a little spectacular, and a little slight discomfort and disgusting.

He shook his head hard... and felt a little depressed.

I just imagined dozens of bloody heads and felt uncomfortable, and Xu Zixian was the one who cut off these heads!

The Taizu of the Great Wei Dynasty was an invincible master who beat the eight hundred military states with a long stick. The royal family had a complete inheritance of Taizu's long fist, stick and gunshot techniques.

The descendants of the Xu family have always been honest and brave, which is also the ancestral teaching. The descendants of later generations must not indulge in poetry, literature and affairs, or ignore martial arts!

This is a very clear and clear instruction written on the stone engraved by the Taimiao Temple in the capital. Xu Ziwen had not read it personally. Only the princes are qualified to read the stone tablet of Taimiao, and neither the prince nor the princes are qualified to. Because it is already a "small clan", that is, the sequence of qualifications for the successors is withdrawn. Therefore, the stone tablet of the ancestral oath is only for the children of the "major clan", that is, the princes of the legitimate lineage.

There are only a few words on the stone tablet, and the first generation of Zhao King also reposted it. In addition to the ancestral teachings of martial arts, there are also those who cannot sinners because of their words, those who cannot discuss peace with barbarians, and those who are married to each other. After decades, when they were reposted to Xu Ziwen, it was already a little confused.

In any case, Xu Ziwen always felt that his family was also filled with the noble blood of Taizu of the Great Wei Dynasty. He also trained his body, practiced martial arts, rode and arched, and felt that his skills were not bad either.

Until today, Xu Ziwen deeply felt that he was really a mediocre person in martial arts.

At least, he was not sure that fighting alone could win a brutal pirate, but Xu Zixian led his troops to defeat the powerful enemy and killed many people!

Thinking back to Chen Wenjun's look when she mentioned Xu Zi's first glance, Xu Ziwen felt uncomfortable as if she was fried inside. The feeling of being insulted and hurt made this aristocratic young man who had always been proud and arrogant bit his lower lip until he bit out blood...

"Sixth Young Master," when Xu Ziwen went to Xingyuan, a manager of the royal family stopped him, and the other party bowed and said, "Your Highness said, if the Sixth Young Master is back, please go to Qingxin Hall in Anlan Garden to meet."

The Zhao Palace covers an area of ​​more than 100 acres. In addition to the palace and pavilion buildings, the Zhao King and his concubines mostly live in various gardens. Anlan Garden is the place where King Zhao lives the most frequently.

King Zhao was called His Highness, but none of his sons had been awarded titles, and they were all called Princes.

Only Xu Ziwei and Xu Zixian were the same. Since they were the prince, the court had already given military positions to fourth-rank generals. Of course, they were granted titles from the royal family, not official positions of military officials.

"I understand." Xu Ziwen was a little upset. He should go to see his father as soon as he returned home. He had neglected the rules of preservation in the morning and evening.

When Xu Ziwen hurried to Qingxin Hall, many lanterns around had been extinguished, leaving only a few bright tiled lanterns hanging under the eaves of the hall, illuminating them with some light light.

Under the eaves, around the corner of the courtyard wall in the outer room, and on the top of the wall, there are faint figures standing.

Xu Ziwen knew that it was the tooth general in the mansion. Normally, there was a team of people following his father day and night. When he left the mansion, he added guards according to different locations. In the mansion, even in the place like Qingxintang, there was a team of people always guarding him.

These teeth were discovered and created by the father's hand, and were treated very well. They were young and middle-aged people in their twenties to thirties. Many of them were well-known warriors from all over the Great Wei Dynasty, and there were also brave officers invited from the army.

The 300 tooth generals of the royal palace are similar to the Qi royal palace, but the elite and strong generals of the Zhao royal palace are mostly in their prime, and are not comparable to those of the old, weak, sick and disabled in the Qi royal palace.

King Zhao Xu Yingxing was reading in the study. King Zhao was still less than fifty years old this year. He also practiced martial arts with the Ya Jiang every day. His figure was well-proportioned, and his face was very well maintained. He looked like a middle-aged man in his forties and looked much younger than his actual age.

This is a very self-disciplined person. He is busy with official duties during the day. King Zhao stipulates that he must study for an hour at night. After setting rules, he will not be able to stop him. Even if he goes out for social activities, he still needs to make up for his study time after he comes back in the evening.

If you are an outsider, the Emperor Zhao you see is majestic, reserved, and your eyes are not angry and powerful.

When Xu Ziwen entered the study and after giving the gift, King Zhao's eyes were full of softness and gentleness, and his face was full of smiles.

"You are in Changwen Hou Mansion tonight. Have you heard about Zixian?"

"Yes, Father." Xu Ziwen answered honestly, without hiding his frustration.

"I have seen your third brother." Zhao Wang said: "He is very dissatisfied. I hit him. But you, I know you have always been proud and conceited, but not as stubborn as your third brother. I will only say one thing, since you know there is something worse than others, it is best to face reality."

Xu Yingxing's face was full of smiles, but his words whipped Xu Ziwen like a whip, killing the proud young man all over his body.
Chapter completed!