Chen Xinyan finished telling the whole story with his daughter, and there was already a message from Zheng Yan over there: "The Duke of the State has left the capital."

"What does it mean to have already left Beijing?" Chen Zhuo was startled.

Chen Xinyan smiled bitterly: "The Duke of the State is indeed decisive."

Zheng Yan reported again: "I also brought three hundred honor guards and a Shangfang sword."

Chen Zhuo's eyes lit up: "Shangfang Sword?"

Wow!

That thing has only been heard in rumors!

In the TV series of my previous life, there was a Shangfang sword, which was simply a supreme weapon! Kill whoever you say you want! With a stomp of your feet, Shangfang sword will be in one fell swoop, and it will be domineering!

"What does that thing look like? Is it decorative or practical? Is it the only one in the world or is it called the Shangfang Sword given by the emperor?" Chen Zhuo instantly put aside what happened to Wu Xingsheng, and instead asked about the gossip with great enthusiasm.

Chen Xinyan shook his head helplessly and asked in detail what was going on with Zheng Yan. After asking, when he turned around, his little daughter still looked bright and waited for him to popularize. She had to tell her: "Since the Han Dynasty, the imperial swords have been hidden in Shangfang. Because they can kill horses, they are also called Shangfang horse swords. The sword body carved with dragon and phoenix patterns, and the Big Dipper is also the imperial object.

"Originally, this sword was only used for the imperial use. After Taizu ascended the throne, he often gave this sword to the patrol angels, who ordered him to "hold the Shangfang sword and act cheaply." As for things like killing first and then reporting, he must follow the rules.

"It's just that the Duke of the State is angry. He was the leader of the army back then. It's probably impossible for him to go through the sword without blood."

Well?

It is another time traveling through the high-level method of using His Majesty Taizu...

Chen Zhuo lost interest and turned to Chen Xinyan to talk about the important matter: "When I returned home, I learned from Uncle Wanqi that there was someone behind the old house. But this person didn't know what he intended. In my father's opinion, could this be framed by that person because Uncle Wanqi and Uncle Xinmei had some clues about it?"

Chen Xinyan's eyes were dark and said, "Although you Uncle Wanqi is alert, you have never been in the capital. He can't see through some complicated relationships. But if you believe in Mei, it's different.

"He was born in the capital since he was a child. The capital was the eldest. The Duke of the State was known for his military conduct. His family's origins were from his youth.

"I think it's fake for him to travel around, but the clues to tracking that person are real. However, the two of them are too arrogant. How can they only bring three or five people?"

Chen Xin sighed endlessly.

Chen Zhuo expressed deep understanding: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get a tiger's son? If the two uncles brought elite soldiers and generals, those people would be frightened in an instant and would still stay where they would wait for them to catch them? But this time it was obvious that they were not prepared enough, so that people took advantage of it. This time, they would be very difficult to touch these people in the future."

Chen Xinyan was stunned: "That is why the Duke of the State is so anxious to leave Beijing to suppress the bandits..."

good!

Chen Zhuo also narrowed his eyes.

Sure enough, ginger is still so spicy! Duke Chen must have seen through the mechanisms in it at a glance, so he went straight to the palace to find Emperor Jianming, which is faster than anything else!

"Hmph! That old guy, he is the one who can judge the situation in the world!" The old man's soul obviously couldn't help it, and he complained in a low voice with resentment.

Um?

Uncle?

You are so good, Cheng Zi! I haven’t seen you yet!

Chen Zhuo teased him in his heart, then stood up and said goodbye to his father: "I'll go and talk to Mrs. Meng. I think the old things in Jiangnan are important, so I have to ask clearly."

Chen Xinyan also agreed with it: "I cannot ask about this matter in detail. Weiwei must be somewhat sensible."

Seeing her little daughter say goodbye, straight shoulders and straight backs, calm steps, she actually had the most standard court demeanor, Chen Xinyan sighed softly.

Ge Tan, who had been bombarded outside the study room, turned around and looked around. He thought to himself, why is the uncle still worried about the young lady so smart?

Zheng Yan, who was replying in the room, was well aware of Chen Xinyan's thoughts, and also regretted: "The lady is too smart and capable, if she is a boy..."

Chen Xinyan shook his head and couldn't help but express his thoughts to Changsui, who had been following him for more than 30 years: "I have accepted my fate. If Weiwei is a boy, it may not be a good thing to destroy Muxiu from Lin Feng. But she is so smart and I am worried, what will she do in the future? If she is just an ordinary honest person, she is really not worthy of my precious daughter..."

But if she is involved in the right and wrong of the government...

It's not his father's wish.

It’s really a dilemma between the two sides, and hesitation to advance and retreat!

...

...

Chen Zhuo walked slowly on the way to Zhushiju, and was happily chatting with the old man in his heart.

Uncle, you refused to let me see Qin as soon as you came out last time. Are you afraid that he would harm me? Or are you afraid that I would be confused by his beauty?

"...What kind of beauty is not beautiful? You are a girl. You are old, so you are not allowed to speak so unrestrainedly!" The old male soul took on the airs of an elder.

OK OK OK OK! I won’t say it anymore.

Then, why don’t you let me see him? Should you tell me?

The old male soul hesitated for a moment and whispered: "He shouldn't have been so kind to you, but I'm really afraid that he will harm you."

Ha ha!

If I am killed, don’t you just find another host?

Others may not be as difficult as me. If you easily control others, isn’t your goal easier to achieve?

The old male soul hesitated for a while again before he told her in a tangled manner: "Although you are crazy, no one has ever thought about it because of this. So, you are the one who lives the longest life among these people..."

So, Uncle, did you choose me because I lived long enough?

In other words, your purpose is to do things after these people die?

If that's the case, Uncle...

In fact, the so-called destiny is not that you know the fate of me and these people, but that you... have seen it with your own eyes... right!?

The Zhuoshiyuan was right in front, but Chen Zhuo stood still.

"...Aren't you going to ask Mrs. Meng for the old things in Jiangnan? Go quickly. When you have time, it's not too late to say it." The old man wanted to pass by again.

He washed his feet and turned back to Ruruyuan.

Linglong, who was following her, was a little strange: "Miss..."

"Don't talk." Chen Zhuo's voice was cold and decisive.

Linglong shut her mouth obediently.

There was a gloomy look in Chen Zhuo's eyes.

Uncle, tell me.

How did you sneak into this soul?

Is your so-called destiny something you have experienced or what you heard from whom?

"...Little girl," the old man sighed with great worries and hesitation.

Uncle, do you want to say that I am smart again?

So, I guessed right. Uncle, you don’t know the fate of everyone at all. You are reborn!

However, your soul comes back and does not choose your own body, but chooses the original owner's body.

Uncle, are you unable to stop your death? So, I plan to use my eyes to see who harmed you?!

Chen Zhuo stood in the center of Ruruyuan, looking at the sky with his eyes.

No focal length, no pointing.

There was only a golden light in front of me.

That's...

Daming Palace.
Chapter completed!