Wu Ming returned to the palace safely, and Wu Fu, who had been waiting, finally breathed a sigh of relief, didn't ask more, and cleaned up and fell asleep.

As for Wu Ming, he naturally came to the house next to the mourning hall, and was first sucked away by Qingxia from the accumulated innate life fire, and practiced Baduan Jin.

I didn't say anything all night, got up early in the morning, and practiced Baduanjin again, and my spirit became better and better.

"Hey, it's time to give up your face and pack up the little arhat seat and bring it back!"

The aftertaste can be called the best medicinal food in the abdomen, although the slightest change in the body is not obvious, but Wu Ming's senses are so keen, he still perceives that the benefits to him are not small.

After the exercise, he was sucked away by Zixia and the innate life fire, this morning and evening, although it was only two days, Wu Ming felt extremely down-to-earth, as if he had returned to the past, practicing Sanfu in summer and practicing Sanjiu in winter!

When I came to the mourning hall, I paid homage to the incense, and took out one of the only Confucian books sent by the Zhan Wangfu in the corner of the mourning hall.

Since he came to the other world, he hasn't seen it, but he has been learning from his teacher since he was a child, and he is literate and fragmented.

"Well, it's all in traditional Chinese, but it's almost the same as ancient Chinese characters, but it's all classical Chinese, it's too difficult to read!"

Even if he was reborn in another ancient world, Wu Ming was still not interested in classical Chinese similar to the Four Books and Five Classics, and he barely read a chapter, relying on the experience of his past and present lives, he could only understand most of it, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

Moreover, I am more tired than practicing boxing a few times, not only physically, but also mentally tired, and I was groggy in the morning, and I couldn't lift my spirit!

Although you have been familiar with the scriptures since childhood, those are ordinary classics, which are needed for literacy and hyphenation.

This kind of Confucian classic masterpiece is the spiritual inheritance of generations of literary giants, who cultivated their self-cultivation and even wrote books and lectures, and passed on their teachings.

Although these books were not written by those great Confucian masters themselves, they were also genuine and unique, and I don't know how many well-educated people studied them day and night, and they more or less had a trace of their ideas.

Fortunately, your health is not good, and your knowledge is not deep, and you have been interested in martial arts since you were a child, and you will not be in good spirits at most after watching for a while.

If you take the Confucian road and reach the realm of learning, and you are drawn into it by the will in the book, it will be dangerous!"

Wu Fu picked up a pot of tea, closed the book, and said distressedly.

"Is there such a thing? Fu Bo means that the Zhan Wangfu sent these books, is it not good?"

Wu Ming's pupils shrank, and he was shocked inexplicably.

I never thought that one day, reading books would be dangerous!

"It's not good if you don't have a good heart, little master, this book is a good thing, it can increase knowledge and cultivate sentiment, but it's too much, you are not suitable to read this kind of book with profound ideas now!"

Wu Fu smiled bitterly and explained.

"I understand, thank you Fauber for reminding me, I will remember it in the future!"

Wu Ming got up and gave a deep salute.

He understands that this is Wu Fu is typical of him, and everything is too much.

In just a few days, this old man, who seemed to grovel to anyone, had already seen his urgency!

I'm afraid that he will take everything on his shoulders, but now he is still too immature to afford it!

"Little master, it's good to understand!"

Wu Fu calmly accepted the salute and said with a pleased smile, "Today I will go out of the house, first, come and see, whether the batch of medicinal materials I ordered has arrived, and second, I will also go to see a few old friends!"

Wu Ming frowned slightly, he knew about the medicinal herbs, with the current situation of the two of them, eighty percent was water.

And when I went to meet a few old friends, I didn't know if I wanted to find a few loyal, at least trustworthy people, to protect me.

"Fu Bo, let's go again in a few days, I'm afraid the house will be very lively in the next few days!"

Looking at Wu Fu's wrinkled old face, Wu Ming didn't want to hit the old man, so he groaned slightly.

"Lively?"

Wu Fu looked puzzled, and when he saw Wu Ming ordering some books, his old face smiled.

......

In fact, yesterday afternoon, I went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to beat the side drum for the three kings, and the deterrence came much earlier than expected.

Calculating the time, it was just that the early dynasty had just ended, and the will of the palace had arrived.

"The holy decree has arrived, Wu Ming has received the decree!"

The messenger was an old acquaintance Mu Chun, the palm print eunuch who had a good impression of Wu Ming, and when he looked at Wu Ming at this time, he was clearly a little 'not good'!

"Minister Wu Ming, take the order!"

Wu Ming's heart was crooked, he was respectful on the surface, but secretly slandered himself, "Fortunately, I have a knighthood in my body, otherwise it would not be a matter to kneel down at every turn!"

In fact, he doesn't know much about the rules of this world.

In Shenzhou, as long as you have a certain degree of cultivation and civil status, it is clearly stipulated that you will not kneel when you see the king, and there is no such thing as kneeling at every turn.

Otherwise, the weak will kneel when they see the strong, and won't the whole world become kowtow worms?

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor said, King Wu's young son will be young next year, after the loyal ministers, there are no elders in the house, so that the night is rampant, especially Mu Chun to clear the palace, in order to return the Qingming, Qin this!"

Mu Chun finished reading it one by one, handed over the holy decree to Wu Ming, and said in an unkind tone, "Okay, kid, don't pretend, our family knows your little bit of caution, and the emperor also knows that you have been wronged, with this holy purpose, I believe that no one dares to give you a face in the palace." Our family is very busy, so let's go back to the order!"

Obviously, in the past few days, Wu Ming has been tossing these things endlessly, and he is a little unhappy.

"Ahem, father-in-law, don't be in a hurry to leave, the holy decree says that you want to clear the palace in order to return to Qingming, how can you leave like this?"

Wu Ming coughed dryly, and pitifully grabbed Mu Chun's sleeve.

If the goal is not achieved, how can you put a ready-made 'tiger' without it?

"Hmph, you are even disloyal and unjust, and you will kill yourself if you do too much injustice, this kind of cruel words have been scolded, where is Zhang Zhongyi's kid embarrassed to let his son stay in the palace? Yesterday, I recalled the border town overnight, can you come back or say two, what else do you want?"

Mu Chun withdrew his sleeves, obviously not wanting to meddle.

"Don't mind, that unloyal son is gone, maybe there is something shameless, shameless, you are always pitiful and poor boy, lonely and helpless, help others to the end, save another trip!"

Where is Wu Ming willing to let go, he complains again and again.

"Do you want to be your mouthpiece?"

Mu Chun is fortunate to have no beard, otherwise he must have blown his beard and stared at this time!

"How dare you, how dare you work hard this time, isn't this a kid who respects the old and loves the young, and doesn't want you to run more wrongful ways!"

"Okay, well, I want to see what tricks you little monkey can toss, if you don't find out what kind of Lao Shizi is shameless and shameless, be careful of your skin!"

Mu Chun laughed at Wu Ming's stubbornness, and immediately didn't rush to leave, and stood aside with a swagger, looking like watching a play.

The servants who followed in the palace were all dumbfounded, and they couldn't believe that Wu Ming was so familiar with the powerful Mu Chun!

"Ha, just look at it, these days, no face, no skin, no shame, the kid has seen a lot!"

Wu Ming looked at the servants in the palace with a hippie smile, and pointed a few people casually, "You, it's you, and you, when I first entered the palace that day, you secretly tripped over me, right? And you, it's the white cloth you covered me, right? And you, do you mean that I died here, so I don't have to arrange the mourning hall?"

The few people who were named were busy shouting out Zhentianqu, saying everything, and they almost swore by the sky.

But Wu Ming's imitation is vivid, and even how many people were dressed that day and who they were with were made clear.

But even if it is explained?

Even if Wu Ming is the heir of the palace?

Today's Wu Wangfu is not Wu Ming's final say, but the four border town generals who are in charge of the upper and lower industries of Wu Wangfu, that is, the four righteous sons of the old Wu Wang!

Moreover, their slave contract is not in Wu Ming's hands, if you really want to talk about it, you have the final say.

It's a pity that they miscalculated one thing, and that is Mu Chun!

"Our family has lived in the palace for many years and served the emperor, and we have seen countless slaves, but I really didn't expect that there would be such a bold slave in the capital, who dared to betray the curse of the master, secretly make it bad, and even give three meals a day?"

Mu Chun was cold, and his temperament like a spring breeze suddenly emerged with a sense of coldness, and his eyes were even more gloomy looking at a few who were still rebellious, shouting that they were servants of Wu Wangfu, and a few servants who were not under the control of others, and said coldly, "Come on, take it down for me, this matter doesn't need to be reported, and it will be directly pressed into the prison of the Ministry of Officials, our family remembers that it is a crime to bully the master with slaves, in my Great Song Dynasty!"

Beside Mu Chun, the little eunuch, who was originally like a kitten, rushed up like a wolf and a tiger, and easily knocked several house slaves who wanted to resist to the ground.

Listening to the sound of crisp bone cracking, the rest of the royal servants were silent, only to feel a chill from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads!

This is privilege, so to speak—might!

"Little prince, can we go?"

Mu Chun looked at Wu Ming crookedly, and said in his heart that this is too pediatric.

To rectify a few house slaves, you have to borrow his momentum, and I really looked at it a few points before!

"Father-in-law, don't worry, it's just a few miscellaneous fish, the kid originally wanted to go to the ministry to report by himself, but he didn't expect you to come so quickly, so please cook by the way!"

Wu Ming laughed, looking at Mu Chun's white face that was getting darker and darker, and was about to have a seizure, he hurriedly said, "Father-in-law, as the heir of King Wu's mansion, the account room in the mansion yesterday did not allocate the normal amount, and he said that he could not make ends meet, and there was no silver tael in the account.

Although the kid is young, he remembers that my Wu Wangfu is not a rich country, at least a few border towns have income, and there are also shops in the city.

How is it possible that I can't even provide everything I need to eat and wear?"

"Oh, you mean, that there are people who have stolen the goods of the Lord's house?"

Mu Chundeng's head was as big as a bucket.

It seems to be pointing out that the account office at home treats him harshly, but in fact, he wants to borrow his hand, or rather, he takes advantage of the holy decree and the emperor's momentum to attack the industries of the five border towns.

Although he knew that what Wu Ming said was the truth, the disposal of the five major border town industries and the disposal of a few domestic slaves were not at the same level at all.

Don't say it's him, even the emperor doesn't want to interfere in all aspects involved.

If you knew this, you should have recited the decree immediately!

"Although the boy is young, he also knows that it is not easy to keep his business, but his father and ancestors are loyal and martyrful, and he has worked hard to get the family business, and he would rather hand it over to the country than feed the jackals!

Just when Mu Chun couldn't make up his mind, Wu Ming's words were like thunder exploding in his ears!