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Chapter 163 The Sword of the Son of Heaven
The first thing to attract Du Chengfeng's attention was the dagger on his right hand.

It may not be accurate to say it is a short sword. After all, this sword is not strictly in the shape of a short sword, and the proportions between the hilt and the sword body are more coordinated. It looks more like a long sword reduced in the same proportion - if there is one I'm afraid it would be extremely suitable for a child to wield it. This small but delicate sword has a fatal attraction for any young child.

"It's still sharpened..."

Du Chengfeng, who unsheathed his sword, looked at the edge of the small sword and couldn't help but shake his head.

This sharp toy is still too dangerous for young children.

It's still more suitable for adults like him to play.

Taking advantage of the moonlight outside the house, Du Chengfeng casually threw out a few sword flowers. The small sword in his hand had an amazing center of gravity distribution, and it was swung extremely smoothly, just like an extension of his arm - if he had been able to do it when he was young. With such a good thing, I am afraid that not only all the weeds within a mile radius will be cut clean by him, but even the green belt on the roadside will suffer.

But while having fun, Du Chengfeng suddenly felt something was wrong.

This small sword, which is like a children's toy, actually has a little evil energy on it.

"Have you killed someone?"

Du Chengfeng was stunned and simply took out the whetstone in his arms.

Anyway, that's what he came here to do this time, and it was easy to sharpen this little sword now.

So after simply wiping the blade, Du Chengfeng simply sat in front of the desk and sharpened his sword.

The dust covers the past time, and the blade records the past.

As he polished it, Du Chengfeng gradually learned the story of this little sword.

Just as Du Chengfeng expected, this small sword with excellent feel was indeed made by a famous craftsman. The blacksmith used by the palace personally crafted the sword body and carved the small sword's decoration with the best craftsmanship. This sword is useless. Instead of mundane things such as gold and silver, the more solemn copper and iron were chosen, which made the small sword look more like a practical weapon rather than a fancy toy.

After all this was completed, the small sword was given to a child named Chen Yu.

When the child picked up the sword, Du Chengfeng already knew that this sword was tailor-made for the child.

Facts have proved that this kind of sharp and dangerous toy is indeed not suitable for children to play with. At least after getting the sword, the child named Chen Yu made the same choice as Du Chengfeng - so everyone in the palace The garden suffered a disaster, all kinds of flowers, plants and trees were cut to the ground, and there were messy marks from swords everywhere.

However, even though the child was so naughty, no one could stop him.

After all, this child named Chen Yu is the eldest son of Emperor Chen and the noble crown prince of the Chen country.

The maids and eunuchs could not discipline him. Even though they were older, they did not dare to discipline the Crown Prince. The palace guards did not dare to stop him, no matter how powerful they were, they did not dare to discipline him. Seize the weapon from the hands of His Highness the Crown Prince.

There is only one person who can discipline His Royal Highness.

That is the father of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

After learning about the troubles Chen Yu had caused, the emperor at that time did not get angry, nor did he blame the young Chen Yu. He just called the young Chen Yu over, along with the maids, eunuchs, and even Together with the guards.

"I heard that you cut down all the flowers and plants in the imperial garden."

The emperor smiled and looked at Chen Yu, who was wearing a sword on his waist.

"Are you practicing how to use a sword?"

"My child has already learned swordsmanship from the masters!"

The young Chen Yu looked proud.

"How about it, Father, my swordsmanship is pretty good, isn't it?" "No, it's still a little short of the mark."

The emperor shook his head, and then asked Chen Yu to draw out the small sword.

Immediately afterwards, he leaned down, held Chen Yu's hand, and stabbed the small sword into the chest of an eunuch.

"Remember? This is how swords are used."

Saying this, the emperor continued to stab Chen Yu, who was already stiff with fear, one by one.

That day, all the maids, eunuchs, and even guards in the Prince's Mansion were all killed by this little sword for dereliction of duty, and this little sword was also stained with blood that could not be wiped away no matter what. .

Since then, Chen Yu has never worn this small sword again. He only occasionally takes it out to look at it and remember his lost childhood.

As time went by, the child named Chen Yu gradually grew up, and Chen Yu's face gradually overlapped with the young face in Du Chengfeng's memory.

"Emperor Nanchen actually received such an education..."

Du Chengfeng, who came back to his senses, looked at the small sword in his hand and was speechless for a long time.

Is it to train children to be cruel?Or is it to teach children to obey the rules?Or is it just like what the old emperor said in that memory, just to let the children master the real killing skills?
No matter what the purpose is, this kind of education method is a little too outrageous. Using hundreds of human lives as props is just to let the children have a long memory.

This is too...

"No wonder Emperor Nanchen didn't look right before."

Recalling the way he had seen the young emperor before, and then thinking about the other's deviant behavior, combined with what he had just seen while sharpening his sword, Du Chengfeng vaguely understood something.

When he was young, he lived under such high pressure. Before he was even taller, he saw hundreds of people die before his eyes, and even killed them with his own hands. It is hard to say that this kind of person has the spirit. How normal.

What the old emperor did was not education at all. Letting young children watch such brutal acts would only drive people into mental illness.

"But I must be in the right place."

With this in mind, Du Chengfeng looked at the remaining two swords.

Obviously, these two swords are also things left by Chen Yu, or the young emperor. Unlike the small sword that was abandoned long ago, I am afraid that Nan Chen is hidden on these two swords. The Emperor's true secret.

After thinking for a moment, Du Chengfeng picked up the knife from the table.

The sword is a ring-shou sword, which also looks quite delicate. But what worries Du Chengfeng most is that the length of the sword is obviously not right - obviously, even if he gives up the small sword, Chen Yu, as the prince, There must also be an instrument that can be used to practice martial arts.

Therefore, the craftsmen made this ring-shou knife tailor-made for him.

"What happened next? What did Emperor Nanchen do next?"

Feeling the vague evil spirit on the blade, Du Chengfeng took a deep breath and placed the ring-shou knife on the whetstone.

　Extra updates were delivered, so I hurriedly squinted for a while. I was so sleepy that I couldn't open my eyes.

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　　I quickly went to bed. I have worked overtime for two days in a row. I must take a break tonight. See you all tonight.

　　
　
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