Be a master through ancient times

Chu Ci and Zhu Feng stood outside the side door of Zhennan Palace and stared at the person inside. The two of them were kicked out.

The butler looked like a villain, and said: "I don't care what kind of business you are, just a small official of the sixth rank, you just want to enter the gate of our Zhennan Palace? Don't piss and take care of yourself! Your lord I have ordered that no one is allowed to enter the door, so hurry up!"

"What! How can a dog look down on people?" Zhu Feng was very angry.

"Master Zhu, I know that you and the fourth son are good friends, but now the prince has ordered that the fourth son is not allowed to go anywhere, so you should go home soon!" After finishing speaking, the housekeeper slammed the door shut. went straight away.

"It's really deceiving! These bullshit things!" Zhu Feng stepped forward and kicked the door hard, cursing angrily.

"Okay, it's human nature to favor the high and depress the low, especially those who live on others like them, so naturally they have to be one-hearted with their superiors."

"Si Ye, aren't you angry at all?"

"Angry, I'm going to piss me off." Chu Ci was actually not that angry, he just pissed off his master yesterday, if the servants invited him in with a look of hospitality today, he would have to think more about whether these people are Ready to set him up.

"Are you looking angry?" Zhu Feng said gloomily, Chu Siye seemed very stupid with his appearance.

"Happiness and anger are not shown, and likes and dislikes are not shown. This is the highest state. This is the truth I want to teach you today. Remember it well."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to reach this level. If the butler appears in front of me again, I can't wait to pass!" Zhu Feng was still very angry.

"Don't just get angry, take me there quickly." Chu Ci pushed him away.

"Where are you going?" Zhu Feng was at a loss.

"Oh, I don't believe that this is the first time Jiang Xian has been imprisoned, and you guys have no secrets?" Chu Ci smiled, and then asked in a low voice.

Zhu Feng was surprised, he guessed all this?

"I know you want to say that Si Ye is a man of gods, alright, I can just understand the meaning, now take me there quickly."

Zhu Feng was stunned by his thick skin, could this be Chu Siye's true face, no wonder they couldn't beat him!

He walked around with Chu Ci for a while, before arriving at an alley, which looked a little messy, with a lot of bits and pieces piled up.

Zhu Feng walked over, rummaged inside, and then brought out a ladder.

"This place is connected to the back of their family's ancestral hall. Few people go there. The patrols in the mansion usually don't look carefully. They always turn around when they get there." Zhu Feng said.

"It seems that you have often climbed other people's walls, the gentleman on the beam!" Chu Ci teased.

"Look at what you're saying. We're doing this for our brother. Let's go in quickly, that kid might be hiding inside and wiping the cat's tears."

Chu Ci was surprised: "Will he hide and cry secretly?"

Zhu Feng grinned: "Hey, I thought of it myself."

He climbed up, a little excited in his heart, and went over the wall with Si Ye to someone else's house, and he must write an article to commemorate it when he returned.

If Zhu Feng had been to the UC department, his title would probably be—shocked! !The two men climbed over the wall and entered the backyard to do this!

After Zhu Feng climbed up the wall, he slowly rubbed down along the wall, and when he felt that it was almost done, he jumped down.Chu Ci followed closely and jumped in, almost spraining his foot.

"Let's wait a little longer. After this group of patrolling people pass by, they won't come again for more than half an hour." Zhu Feng and Chu Ci hid behind the wall, watching those people go a little outside the ancestral hall place, turned and left.

Zhu Feng and Chu Ci entered the ancestral hall together.The ancestors of the Jiang family are enshrined here. There is a portrait in the middle of it. The people inside look very heroic. This must be the first generation of Zhennan King——Jiang Chi.

Below the portrait, there is an altar table, on which the freshest melon and fruit snacks are enshrined. It seems that they are changed every day.

There is a low table and a futon under the altar table, Jiang Xian is kneeling on the futon, lying on the low table to copy the house rules.This family regulation looks like a thick book, and it should have twenty or thirty pages by visual inspection.

Looking at his lonely figure, Chu Ci couldn't help but imagine how he was punished to kneel in the ancestral hall when he was a child.How eerie this place is for a child, and to copy those thick house rules is simply abuse!

"Shiro, look who's coming to see you!" Zhu Feng ran over and pulled Jiang Xian up from the futon.

Jiang Xian didn't understand why he looked back, and couldn't even keep his face paralyzed: "Chu Siye?"

"Jiang Xian, after you came back yesterday, your father didn't beat you again, right?" Chu Ci looked at Jiang Xian's whole body, and found that except for one side of his face that was still a little swollen, the rest was intact.

"No." Jiang Xian shook his head, and after a while he said, "Thank you, Chu Siye."

"Thank you? It's a matter of course, sir, to protect your disciples. You won't kneel here since you came back yesterday, right?"

Jiang Xian shook his head and said, "I only need to kneel for four hours a day."

Chu Ci felt that there seemed to be something wrong with his ears. What did you mean by "just" four hours, and what did you mean by "just enough"?A person has to kneel for eight hours a day in a good manner, and if things go on like this, there will be no problems with his knees!

"Your father is really nothing! Jiang Xian, don't come back from now on, go to my house, I will definitely support you." Zhu Feng got angry every time he heard it.

Jiang Xian shook his head silently, he couldn't go to other people's house, it would bring trouble to other people's house.He was surrounded by gloom, and he looked very numb.

"Jiang Xian, do you want to continue living like this?" Chu Ci looked at him and asked.

Jiang Xian didn't nod or shake his head. If he can think about this kind of life, he can live it, but if he doesn't want to, can he just live it?

"Some things are indeed like this. As long as you work hard, even if the result is not so satisfactory, it will definitely be better than it is now." Chu Ci looked at him, he felt that this child is not the kind of submissive personality .

Sure enough, Jiang Xian looked at him and asked, "What if hard work is useless?"

"That must be the wrong direction of your efforts."

"Even if the emperor can't control it, who else can control it?" Jiang Xian smiled self-deprecatingly. The former emperor couldn't control it. Now the Holy Majesty and his mother are separated by a belly, who else can control it?

"Your mother can." Chu Ci said.

"My mother?" Jiang Xian's expression was a little complicated. He felt very strange towards her, with some resentment and some pity and sympathy. He had watched her survive since he was a child.Now that she has escaped into Buddhism and is done with it once and for all, will she still care about him?And he could tell that his mother should hate him, because he was bleeding from that person.

"Yes, as long as she can be tougher, you will never suffer from this torture again."

"It's useless, she won't stand up for me." Jiang Xian said calmly, but Chu Ci noticed the trace of unwillingness in his eyes.

"Whether this works or not, you'll know if you try it. Let's go to Baique Nunnery and we'll find out."

Jiang Xian was about to loosen, when suddenly footsteps came from outside, the man opened the door and saw that Jiang Xian was still copying the house rules, so he went to report.

"Hey, he won't come to see every hour, will he?"

Zhu Feng shouted in a low voice, then how can we get there?

"Jiang Xian, write a letter in your own hand, and we'll deliver it for you." Chu Ci said, hoping that the princess would change her mind after reading it, and don't blame the children for the mistakes of the adults.