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Chapter 329 Eat a bunch of black


They flew back and forth several times. After the flight, Lu Wuqi was still pestering Mrs. Zhou with questions. Sheng Minglin sat aside, his hands and feet weak, silently doubting life... He had also been practicing boxing and kicking for several months. Why is it useless at all?
After hearing his complaint, Huo Chenzhao smiled and said, "Why don't you try this yourself first? Can you fly away gracefully?"

Sheng Minglin nodded and said, "Yes, I will definitely try it."

He asked again: "By the way, is it easy to learn how to transmit sounds into the secret? Has Ling Jue learned it? Have you learned it?"

Huo Chenzhao said: "Not yet, I didn't even finish listening, and you came to call me."

Come on, take your time.

So after seeing off Mrs. Zhou, Sheng Minglin wrote a letter, first mentioning Xu Heshu, and then talking about the Zhou family and his wife, intending to ask Zhou Yinhan if he wanted to use it. At present, he only used Mrs. Zhou. .

Then when he went to the main courtyard for dinner, he gave the letter to Princess Duan and asked her to deliver it to his father.

As a result, he was woken up by his father while sleeping soundly at night.

Prince Duan lost weight when he was busy, and now he looked like he had lost a lot of weight. He frowned and said, "Tell me more about Xu Heshu."

Sheng Minglin explained in detail again, and Prince Duan said thoughtfully: "He has not been decentralized yet, so he may not have the ability he had back then, but his loyalty is unquestionable and can be used."

Seeing his frown, Sheng Minglin couldn't help but ask, "Dad, are you okay?"

Prince Duan waved his hand: "It's okay, your uncle Huang has this temper. He slowly changed his mind and dealt with it all at once. Although he was a little busier, he felt comfortable in his heart. He was intimidated by his absolute strength, and those people didn't dare to act like monsters. It’s good not to delay things.”

Sheng Minglin nodded silently.

Prince Duan said again: "What are you going to do with those people from the Holy Cult after you take them over?"

Sheng Minglin said: "I heard that there was another movement in Mobei. My original intention was to tell my uncle and throw those people to the border."

"That's inappropriate," Prince Duan said: "These people are rebels and have no loyalty to the emperor and patriotism. Their military force is extremely high compared to the border troops. You put them at the border to use their lives to reduce our casualties. You have good intentions." Yes, it’s just that the variables are too big, and it would be bad if they defect. Don’t you want to use Zhou Yinhan? Simply hand these people over to Zhou Yinhan first, and we will decide how to use them based on the situation.”

Sheng Minglin responded repeatedly, and then Prince Duan stood up and left.

Sheng Minglin sighed silently, and had similar thoughts to his sister... It would be nice to grow up as soon as possible. Seeing his father working so hard, he really felt sorry for him.

Early the next morning, Zhou Yinhan and Mrs. Zhou came over.

Princess Duan was also there, but Princess Duan knew that they were about to talk about business, so she just smiled and exchanged a few pleasantries before finding an excuse to leave.

Sheng Minglin explained to them: "My father knows about this, but he just doesn't have time these days. He definitely doesn't mean to ignore you."

Zhou Yinhan smiled and waved his hands: "It's okay, we all know it. You don't know if you don't go out. There has been real chaos in the capital recently. Homes are ransacked and exiled. Every day, you can see strings of people at the gate of the city. There are a lot fewer vendors outside, just for fear of something happening."

Sheng Minglin nodded and said, "Uncle, I hope you can be considerate. My father came back in the middle of the night yesterday and gave me some instructions."

He paused for a moment and then returned to the topic: "Auntie's Qinggong is very useful to me, but the people on my side have just started learning Ling Jue's Kungfu, so I would like to ask Auntie to discuss with Ling Jue. It would be more appropriate to teach this Qing Kung Fu..."

"As for my uncle, I have a difficult matter. I want to discuss it with my uncle."

He waved his servants away and whispered about the Holy Cult. Zhou Yinhan nodded and said without hesitation: "Okay, I will do my best."

Sheng Minglin said: "They only recognize tokens but not people there, so uncle can also pretend to be a little bit."

Zhou Yinhan nodded again: "Okay, I know what's going on."

The two discussed the details, and Sheng Minglin handed the token to him and asked Zhou Yinhan to go directly to the courtyard to take over tomorrow.While Mrs. Zhou stayed, Sheng Minglin called Shen Lingjue back and asked the two to discuss.

As soon as Shen Lingjue was called away, others didn't dare to be lazy, but Tuanzi immediately stopped practicing because she was still walking up the stairs and no one was around. How could she walk by herself?

So she walked around with her short legs.

Huo Chenzhao followed behind without disturbing her, and Zhuzhu immediately transferred to Cui Yun's classroom.

It's actually quite early now, and class hasn't started yet, but in the classroom, a whiteboard has been put up. It's a very large one, taking up almost half of the wall. Cui Yun is trying to write on it with great interest, and the whiteboard is flying in one hand. .

But Zhuzhu had never seen cursive writing before, so she thought Cui Yun was painting, and immediately said sweetly: "Mr. Cui, the smoke you painted is so beautiful!"

Cui Yun turned around with a smile and saw Tuanzi looking at him with bright eyes and a look on his face that asked, "Am I good at complimenting you?"

Cui Yun is not the kind of person with a gentle temperament. Before the sudden change, he was wanton and flamboyant. After the sudden change, he became repressed and restrained... But I don't know why, every time I see this stupid guy with all his thoughts written on his face Cute dumplings can’t help but smile.

Maybe it's because she represents a kind of truth and hope. No matter how many disturbances there are, things will eventually be set right and return to the original beauty and kindness.

Cui Yun said with a smile: "Thank you, Your Highness, I also think my painting is very good."

Tuanzi nodded solemnly: "Zhuzhu! Just take a look and tell me if it's okay or not, it's all good!"

Cui Yun smiled and said: "Your Highness, you look good no matter what."

While the two were talking, the teenagers outside also arrived. Tuanzi automatically ran to his seat and sat down, so Huo Chenzhao had no choice but to sit with her.

Cui Yun tells the story of a traitorous minister today.

The third unforgivable crime is the crime of gross disrespect, such as stealing and counterfeiting the emperor's seal, forging and tampering with the emperor's edict, stealing the emperor's sacrificial items, etc., which are all crimes of gross disrespect.

Because we just talked about Emperor Taizu and Jinshang yesterday, it was the time when everyone loved the emperor so much, so when it came to emperors, everyone automatically substituted Emperor Taizu or Jinshang. Then the story just started, and the traitorous officials did nothing. , everyone is already hating it.

The further he went on, the angrier everyone became. Several people could not help but curse loudly, and Cui Yun did not stop him.

Compared with the input of others, Huo Chenzhao focused some of his attention on carefully studying his lecture method and studying silently.

At the end of the class, the time was just right. He probably even calculated the time when everyone lost control and made a sound.

Until everyone was gone, Tuanzi still sat there blankly.

Huo Chenzhao said: "Zhuzhu?"

Tuanzi put his chin in his hands and said to him: "Zhuzhu fell into a black ball for the first time."

Huo Chenzhao was stunned: "What did you eat?" He looked around the table: "Did you eat randomly?"

Cui Yun erased the words on the whiteboard, turned around and said, "You feel a little bit stuck in your heart, don't you?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Tuanzi nodded fiercely and learned this new word: "I'm so depressed, I don't want to cry, but I'm very sad."

Cui Yun nodded and walked down slowly. Before he could speak, Tuanzi suddenly raised his little face and asked him: "Are you sent by Grandpa God?"

Cui Yun raised his eyebrows: "Why do you say that?"

(End of this chapter)