Chapter 545: The Origin of King Yan's Son
Nanyan said softly: "There are rules in the palace, you can't bring sharp weapons, lest someone be unfavorable to the emperor." β
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"This short sword is so sharp, of course it can't be brought into the palace."
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"Therefore, the slave can only return it to the emperor."
Zhu Feng looked at her with a smile and said, "What, will you be unfavorable to me?" β
"Of course not!"
Nanyan was anxious, and immediately said: "However, this is the rule in the palace!" β
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"Besides, if someone steals it or snatches it, it will be unfavorable to the emperor, wouldn't that give others a chance to take advantage of?"
Zhu Feng couldn't help laughing.
This girl thinks far ahead.
He reached out and rubbed her hair, and said, "If anyone really wants to do me badly, they won't need your short sword." β
"That'sβ"
"I will go back and make a decree that you will be allowed to keep this dagger."
"Really?"
"It's just, don't take it out in the palace and shake it around."
When Nanyan heard this, he was happy again, and immediately hugged the short sword in his arms, looking like "no one wants to snatch it": "That's great!" The slave must be well hidden, so that no one can see it! β
Zhu Feng couldn't help but poke her in the head.
But after a while, the smile on Nanyan's face slowly tightened again, and he looked at him carefully, looking like he wanted to say something.
Zhu Feng said: "What do you want to say?" β
"Your Majesty," Nanyan said cautiously, "After returning to Beijing, will the emperor continue to teach slaves and maids swordsmanship?" β
Zhu Feng was stunned for a moment: "Do you still want to learn?" β
"Well, the slave thinks it's interesting to learn swordsmanship, andβit's useful."
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Of course it works.
If it weren't for the fact that day in the carriage, I gave her this short sword on a whim, and I endured heavy sleepiness on a whim and taught her a few tricks - that day in the city, I was afraid that she had been split in half by herself.
Just thinking like this, Zhu Feng's heart trembled.
How lucky!
Seeing that he didn't speak, Nanyan said: "The slave knows that the emperor is busy with government affairs on weekdays. If the emperor doesn't have time, when the slave and maid come to serve the emperor every morning, the emperor practices swords, can the slave and maid follow along and learn? β
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What's more, she was already vaguely aware.
If you want to follow Zhu Feng's side, you must have the ability to resist danger.
Because, he is the emperor.
Zhu Feng looked at her for a while.
Then he said, "Follow along?" What can you learn with your pig brain? β
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Nanyan immediately pouted and lowered his head.
Zhu Feng couldn't help but smile and said, "After I go back, I will take a few days out every month to teach you." β
"Really?!"
"Hmm. In the morning, you can also come to see me practice swordsmanship and learn how to do it. β
"Great!"
Nanyan jumped up happily.
Looking at her happy and cheerful face, Zhu Feng was happy in his heart, but he seemed to be a little emotional, and said lightly: "If my son can have your own progress, I don't have to scold him every day." β
When Nanyan heard this, he fell silent.
She said softly: "Your Majesty, are you still worried about Your Highness?" The slave maid heard Xiaoyu say that His Royal Highness has been practicing archery every day recently, and he is very hard. β
This made Zhu Feng a little comforted.
"Well, I just saw it."
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"But, it's not enough."
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"To be my son, just like this, it's not enough at all!"
Nanyan walked up to him and said softly: "Your Majesty, Your Highness is still young after all, and it is difficult to accomplish anything overnight, let him take his time." β
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"The slave maid thinks that as long as a person is willing to put his heart into it, he is already very good."
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"If you are willing to put your heart into it, there is nothing you can't learn."
When Zhu Feng heard this, his brows frowned slightly: "Oh? β
Nanyan took his hand and slowly walked to the table and sat down, made another cup of hot tea and sent it to him, and said softly: "It's just that the emperor's requirements for His Royal Highness are too high, no matter how hard His Highness tries, it seems that he can't meet the emperor's requirements." β
Zhu Feng said with a calm face: "He is my son." β
Nanyan said softly: "But a person like the emperor is only afraid that there will be one in thousands of years." β
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"Even if it's the emperor's son, it's not easy to reach."
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Zhu Feng frowned and glanced at Nanyan.
He hadn't heard these words, but he had never heard them separately.
A person like himself is the pride of the sky.
And the son of Chengxuan is really not as brave as his father.
The more I heard the previous sentence, the more angry I felt at the latter sentence, so every time I saw Zhu Chengxuan, the anger in my heart became even heavier.
But this is the first time that these two sentences have been said to him together.
It seems to be a little different.
He slowly calmed down, and couldn't help but ask himself, was it really too harsh on him?
A twelve-year-old child was asked to go to the city to kill the enemy, and in such a dangerous siege battle, he had not participated in such a dangerous battle when he was twelve years old.
often followed behind Emperor Gao, covering the past with the army.
Thinking like this, the gloom in his heart gradually dissipated.
Perhaps, he was really too him.
Seeing that his expression gradually eased, Nanyan said softly: "Actually, in His Royal Highness's heart, I really hope to get the emperor's approval. β
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"If the emperor can look at him when he is okay and praise him for a word or two, I am afraid that His Highness will be more diligent."
Zhu Feng raised his eyes and looked at her: "Oh? β
Nanyan said: "These days, Xiaoyu has been teaching him archery, and every time he makes progress, he will ask if he can satisfy the emperor." β
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Zhu Feng's brows furrowed, and he said, "Then why didn't he say it just now?" β
"Huh?"
Nanyan was stunned for a moment, but Zhu Feng himself understood a little.
That kid, every time he saw him, he trembled like something, he was afraid that he would discipline him, and how dare he say a word.
However, remembering that he had just praised him, his face was flushed with excitement, and he couldn't speak clearly.
Where do you dare to tell yourself that?
However, he is also a timid person, who is already so big, doesn't he even dare to say those words to himself?
He sighed and said in a deep voice, "This kid doesn't know who he looks like. β
After saying this, he himself suddenly paused.
And when Nanyan raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes flickered slightly.
In fact, it has been so long since he came to Yanwang's Mansion, and this is a hidden mansion, and most of the people who serve him have been with him since he was the king of Yan, and he naturally knows some things in the past very well.
Therefore, Nanyan has also heard some rumors a long time ago.
For example, when the queen mother was cutting the domain, she accidentally miscarried.
Since then, there have been no children.
And the origin of this prince of Yan Wang-