Immortal Martial Arts: Swordsmanship with Cursive Characters at the Beginning

　　As an emperor of a country, that supreme bearing has been almost perfectly reflected in him.

　　In Zhu Hao's imagination, a real emperor should be like this.

　　……

　　The two stared at each other for a long time.

　　The atmosphere was a bit cold, and the servants around lowered their heads one after another, sweat dripping from their foreheads.

　　Finally, Emperor Ming smiled and said, "After many years, this little son has grown up!"

　　Zhu Hao heard the words and smiled lightly.

　　Emperor Ming gradually approached, took a seat beside the stone table, and motioned Zhu Hao to sit down.

　　Then, intentionally or unintentionally, he asked: "Just now, visions appear frequently in the sky over Yanjing, shaking the four corners... What do you think about this matter?"

　　Hearing this, Zhu Hao's eyes flashed, and he knew that Emperor Ming was already guessing that he was related to the previous vision.

　　But his face was indifferent, and he said calmly: "Since ancient times, the phenomena that have appeared in the sky are all due to extraordinary people or extraordinary things, presumably because something extraordinary has appeared in this Yanjing City."

　　Emperor Ming glanced at him and said, "Oh? Then do you think it is more likely to be a human being, or is it more likely to be something?"

　　Zhu Hao smiled, shook his head and said, "My son is stupid, and his knowledge is too shallow to judge! Father, please forgive me!"

　　Emperor Ming waved his hands noncommittally and said, "You and my father and son haven't seen each other for many years, and now we finally get together, don't be restrained, just chat at will..."

　　Zhu Hao nodded slightly.

　　Seeing him like this, Emperor Ming couldn't help but say: "When you think about it, since you were young, I have rarely been by your side. Do you have any resentment towards me in your heart?"

　　"As the emperor of Ming Dynasty, the father is busy with state affairs and works hard for the world, so how can my son be angry?" Zhu Hao was neither humble nor arrogant.

　　"Really?" Emperor Ming narrowed his eyes and said narrowly.

　　"To be honest, there were some when I was young, but when I grew up, I understood the royal father..." Zhu Hao said after hesitating for a moment.

　　"Hahaha..." Emperor Ming laughed, and then smiled with relief: "I am very relieved that you can think about it like this!"

　　The atmosphere gradually became harmonious, and Emperor Ming seemed to really put down his air and began to talk to Zhu Hao.

　　The servants all around looked at their noses and noses, but felt puzzled from the bottom of their hearts.

　　Even in the face of the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty, the Crown Prince, the Ming Emperor has never been like this!

　　Why is it like a different person when facing this little prince who has never been favored today?

　　In the dark, Yu Huatian waited respectfully, watching this scene in his eyes.

　　In the depths of his eyes, his eyes flickered, and his thoughts flowed.

　　He has been by the side of Emperor Ming for many years, and he has a good understanding of the emperor's heart. The attitude of Emperor Ming today is much stronger than that of the prince!

　　Could it be...

　　As if thinking of something, he jumped in his heart and lowered his head hurriedly, fearing that the emotions in his eyes would be exposed.

　　Inwardly, she made a decision.

　　……

　　At the same time, the Prince's Mansion in the East Palace.

　　Inside a pavilion, Prince Zhu Chong, wearing a python robe, sat and drank.

　　Outside the pavilion, a figure dressed as a servant knelt quietly and was telling something.

　　Suddenly, Zhu Chong frowned, looked at the man, and asked, "What did you say? The emperor called Lao Jiu?"

　　"Yes!"

　　"Are you sure?" Zhu Chong didn't believe it.

　　"It's absolutely true, the young man saw it with his own eyes, and the father of Xichangchang, Eunuch Yu, came to greet him in person, and his attitude was quite kind!" The man said firmly.

　　Zhu Chong's face was a little gloomy.

　　He naturally knows Yu Huatian, who has risen very rapidly in recent years, and is quite valued by the emperor.

　　The Xiji Works Factory under his leadership has become the right-hand man of the Ming Emperor, gradually suppressing the limelight of the East Factory.

　　He came forward in person, and this matter was afraid that it could not be faked.

　　"Lao Jiu was born with an extremely weak physique, and he couldn't condense even a trace of true energy. The father and emperor always treated him well, why is he uncharacteristically today?" Zhu Chong was very puzzled.

　　"Could it be that His Majesty wanted to meet this little prince on a whim, thinking of the father and son's kinship?" the servant wondered.

　　"Family? Ha!"

　　Zhu Chong sneered when he heard the words.

　　Born in the family of an emperor, you can believe everything, but the word family cannot be believed even if you kill him.

　　There are countless examples of the struggle for succession in the past dynasties, the cannibalism of siblings and even the murder of brothers and fathers. If you really care about such things as family, you will only die faster than anyone else!

　　"Perhaps, it is related to the various visions over Yanjing City not long ago?" Suddenly, a slightly feminine voice came from the side.

　　When Zhu Chong heard the words, he looked at the speaker with a strange look in his eyes, and said, "Why did Eunuch Cao say this?"

　　The person who spoke was full of white hair, but his complexion was extremely rosy and radiant, like a baby's.

　　There was an air of femininity all over his body, and in those eyes, there was a subconsciously frightening sternness.

　　It was Cao Zhengchun, the master of the Dongchang factory.

　　Facing Prince Zhu Chong's inquiry, Cao Zhengchun said unhurriedly, "The visions that happened before are rare to see in a thousand years."

　　"His Majesty never sent someone to find out the root cause of the vision, but uncharacteristically summoned the ninth prince who has been neglected for many years... Does His Royal Highness think this is a coincidence?"

　　Hearing this, Zhu Chong narrowed his eyes and felt that it made some sense.

　　"Having said that, it's not true that Lao Jiu can't cultivate, how could he cause such a huge vision?" Zhu Chong frowned.

　　"What if the ninth prince wanted to hide his clumsiness before?" Cao Zhengchun suddenly asked back.

　　Zhu Chong heard the words, his heart jumped, and he retorted: "How is it possible? He hasn't condensed a trace of aura for more than ten years. Did he learn to hide since he was a child?"

　　"There is no shortage of precocious people in the world, this is not impossible! Your Highness, don't take it lightly!"

　　Zhu Chong fell silent.

　　If Zhu Hao really learned to hide his clumsiness from such a young age to avoid the edge, how terrifying would it be?

　　Seeing this, Cao Zhengchun suddenly leaned over and whispered, "I have a plan to help Your Highness..."

　　Zhu Chong frowned slightly, then gradually stretched out, the corners of his mouth raised high. .

Chapter 6

　　Inside the Royal Garden.

　　Emperor Ming and Zhu Hao chatted and laughed, and half an hour passed quickly.

　　As the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he is in charge of every day.

　　It's rare to have so much time for a chat.

　　"My father is busy with government affairs, so I won't bother you here!" Zhu Hao stood up and smiled calmly.

　　Emperor Ming nodded and said, "Tomorrow, come to the morning court!"

　　Hearing this, Zhu Hao was startled.

　　The Ming Dynasty had strict laws, and the imperial court system was even more stringent.

　　Even if he is a prince, if he does not have a position, he cannot be placed in the court.

　　Of course, except for the prince!

　　Zhu Hao knew that although he did not admit it, many changes in his body could not be concealed from Emperor Ming's eyes.

　　Emperor Ming vaguely confirmed some things, but did not point them out.

　　Even so, Zhu Hao still maintained an attitude of asking three questions.

　　It is necessary to guard against others. Zhu Hao is very clear about the reason for guilt, so he has to be cautious.

　　Just a preliminary judgment, he should not have too much malice towards himself.

　　Therefore, without hesitation, he nodded and said, "Yes."

　　After all, turn around and leave.

　　Behind him, Emperor Ming looked at Zhu Hao's leaving back, with a thoughtful light flashing in his eyes.

　　Yu Huatian stepped out of the shadows and respectfully added a glass of wine to Emperor Ming.

　　"My little son, what do you think?" Emperor Ming said abruptly.

　　Yu Huatian's expression remained unchanged, and he lowered his head and said, "The ninth prince is young and talented, naturally he is excellent!"

　　"You know, I didn't ask you that!"

　　"Minions dare not criticize the prince behind his back!" Yu Huatian lowered his head and said.

　　Emperor Ming glanced at him, knowing that he couldn't get the truth from his mouth, and he didn't ask.

　　He just said lightly: "Although I don't know what he has gone through, when I see him today, I am quite satisfied with his current temperament."

　　"If the Ninth Prince knew that His Majesty praised him so much, he would be so happy that he would not be able to sleep." Yu Huatian laughed at the right time.

　　"Happy?" Emperor Ming shook his head with a smile, and said, "You have underestimated him too much, at most you should just laugh it off."

　　Suddenly, Emperor Ming restrained his smile, narrowed his eyes and said, "What do you think... let him be in charge of the six doors?"

　　scare!

　　Yu Huatian's pupils could not help shrinking, he hesitated: "Your Majesty, do you think... the Ninth Prince is still young, isn't it too early?"

　　"The extraordinary people have done extraordinary things since ancient times, how could it be an ordinary chance that can cause such a vision?"

　　"He can be blessed by such an opportunity, and this life is destined to not be ordinary."

　　"While now, I can still separate my thoughts and escort him!"