Chapter 54: The Prince

The Poor Cellar is the collective name of the upper class of the Holy City for the place where the people at the bottom live, and where there are people, there is a gap. In Al-Quds, the disparity is even more pronounced.

The rich consume hundreds of thousands of spirit stones a day, and the poor earn less than 10,000 spirit stones a year.

Located in the northern part of the Holy City, tens of thousands of square kilometers adjacent to the North Heavenly Gate concentrate nearly one-third of the population of the Holy City, and the population is extremely dense.

Most of the civilians here have low cultivation and no combat ability, and they cannot earn spirit stones through the way of monks, but can only obtain spirit stones through some coolies to maintain their survival needs.

The first sense that the poor cellar gave Chu Wentian was that it was dirty and messy.

The oily ground was littered with all kinds of garbage, and the streets were lined with low thatched huts one after another, and the tangled colors stained all kinds of places without any beauty, and the pungent smell filled the air.

The streets are wide, tens of meters long, but they are still extremely crowded in the densely populated ghetto.

The civilians looked hurried with their heads bowed, carrying large bags of things on their backs. When they saw Chu Wentian and the others, who were gorgeously dressed and had outstanding temperament, the civilians invariably took a few steps back and walked around with a frightened expression.

Chu Wentian and Chu Mutian, two gorgeously dressed people, were particularly conspicuous in a group of ragged civilians.

"They're afraid of me?" Chu Wentian frowned and said.

"No, they're just afraid of the powerful." Chu Mutian shook his head and said. "Just across the street is the communal dwellings of the Ghetto, the poorest part of the Ghetto."

Chu Wentian nodded and did not speak.

Witnessing all this around him, Chu Wentian felt very heavy.

"Brother, give me some spirit stones!" A little girl on the side of the street shouted to passers-by, and hurriedly said when she saw Chu Wentian and the others.

The girl was on her knees in ragged clothes and with a dirty face, and a small broken porcelain bowl was placed in front of her.

Chu Wentian stopped, fumbled around his body for a while, and put a jade pendant into the porcelain bowl.

The girl was momentarily stunned.

At this time, Chu Mutian stepped forward and took out the jade pendant in the porcelain bowl and put a high-grade spirit stone into it.

"What do you do?" Chu Wentian frowned and asked dissatisfiedly.

"Look around."

When Chu Wentian heard this, he raised his head and glanced around. Several adult men were greedily looking at the jade pendant in Chu Wentian's hand. But he was afraid of the identities of Chu Wentian and the others, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

"You give this jade pendant to that girl, and as soon as we leave, they will take it. And the girls will also be disposed of by them. ”

Who is Chu Wentian? Although this jade pendant is not worth mentioning to him, it is a great wealth for the commoners of these paupers' cellars.

"How dare they? Is the law of my pilgrimage just an ornament? Chu Wentian didn't believe it.

"If a civilian girl dies, who will sue the official? Who would dare to sue the official? Chu Mutian said with a sneer.

Chu Wentian frowned, and turned around to look at the girl again.

The girl carefully put the ten spirit stones into her arms, and joy filled her dirty little face.

Public accommodations.

Chu Wentian looked at the scene in front of him blankly. Is this really a scene that the Holy City should have? Is all this in front of him real?

People in shabby clothes lay haphazardly on the ground. There were no beds, men, women, and children, all of them nestled on the ground. The pungent smell is mixed with the smell of germs, medicines, feces, etc.

Where this is the residence, it is clearly a huge slave farm!

Chu Wentian couldn't believe it. But the scene in front of him forced him to accept this cruel reality.

The holy city is not so prosperous.

"Most of the people here have no farmland and want to come to the Holy City to get ahead but don't make it. There are also some who offended the powerful and were thrown here to fend for themselves after being abolished. Chu Mutian interjected on the side.

"Brother Huang, what do you think?"

Chu Wentian looked at the public residence, a boy who was feeding his mother medicine, and none of his clothes were clean and intact.

Silent for a long time.

"Let's go back."

Chu Wentian didn't continue to watch, maybe he didn't want to watch it, or maybe he was ...... Don't dare to look at it.

Chu Mutian didn't force it, and nodded silently.

Left with Chu Wentian.

Since the last time he came back from the pauper's cellar, Chu Wentian seemed to be a different person, taciturn, and cherished words like gold.

In addition to the necessary daily chores, he basically stayed on the martial arts stage, practicing the halberd method silently, repeating it over and over again.

Two years passed in a hurry, and Chu Wentian never stepped out of the palace again. Even the Yuansheng Palace rarely goes out.

Except that Chu Mutian could see Chu Wentian when King Qin was giving lectures to the two, only the silent Chu Wentian could be seen during the royal gathering.

Chu Wentian lived in a simple place, and he couldn't leave the Yuansheng Palace an inch. However, judging from the relaxed and happy expression of the palace maid of the Yuansheng Palace, Chu Wentian's way of doing things has also changed dramatically.

Yuansheng Palace, Yanwutai.

Call!

Laugh at!

Call!

The roar of the wooden halberd dancing in the air resounded through the stage. Chu Wentian, who was dressed in a white wide military uniform, stood on the stage and moved quickly.

Outside the stage, two palace maids in Tsing Yi stood aside.

The palace maid in Tsing Yi looked at her face, but she was only in her teens. Her good looks are also outstanding in the palace.

There are no palace ladies who can be elected to the palace with ordinary faces. The hundreds of thousands of palace maids in the palace are all carefully selected. Looks and talents are above the level.

As the personal palace maids of the three princes, Aoba and Chiyuki are the best among them.

Not long after Chu Wentian changed, the queen who treated him like a parent found out. After obtaining the opinions of Concubine Xue and Chu Wentian, these two palace maids were arranged to serve Chu Wentian closely.

Both of them are high-grade spiritual roots, with six levels of light opening, and their talents are extremely high.

Now, both of them have reached the late stage of Jindan, and they are loyal to the royal family of the Holy Dynasty.

"His Highness's halberd method has already had a trace of charm, and it has touched the edge of the realm of potential." The person who spoke was Aoba. The age of Aoba is 3 months younger than that of Qianxue.

"The basic halberd method that has been tempered thousands of times has been repeated countless times. It is not surprising that His Highness has achieved this achievement. Qianxue said calmly.

Unlike Aoba, who has a more lively temperament, Chiyuki is a steady person and has a sophisticated demeanor. At the same time, she is also the palm seal palace maid of the Spirit Holy Palace, and she is a high authority among the palace maids.

Servants are noble with their masters.

The status of the palace maids in the Yuansheng Palace is much higher than that of ordinary palace maids. There are tens of thousands of palace maids in the palace, but there are less than 100 palace maids in the palm print. Among them, especially the palm seal palace maids of the emperor and queen's palace are the most powerful.

And Yuansheng Palace ranks first among the younger generation of the royal family. The power of the palm seal palace maid is even greater than that of the palm print palace maid of the two nobles and talents.

Although Qianxue is young, she has a high status.

"That's right." Aoba nodded. "Before I was transferred by Niangniang, I always heard how scary His Highness was. Now it seems that it is just rumors. ”

"Royal matters, be careful." Qian Xue raised her eyebrows slightly, reminding Aoba.

"Yes!" Aoba nodded hurriedly. She's still very afraid of Qianxue.

At this moment, a eunuch walked briskly. Seeing this, Aoba walked over.

The eunuch whispered beside Aoba, carefully glanced at Chu Wentian, who was watching the martial arts on stage, and retreated.

"What's the matter?" Qianxue looked at Chu Wentian and said to Aoba who walked to his side.

"Your Majesty asked His Highness to go to the Imperial Study. Eighty percent is a matter of the New Year's banquet. Aoba whispered.

The New Year's Banquet is a grand feast held when the Holy Emperor's heir is eighteen years old. At that time, all the upper echelons of the pilgrimage will come.

Not long after, it will be Chu Wentian's New Year's Banquet. The importance of the annual banquet of the first prince of the Holy Dynasty is self-evident.

"Hmm." Qianxue didn't say much, and her toes tapped. People are like swallows, leaping up.

Click.

landed steadily on the martial arts stage, and at the moment when Qianxue stood still, a strong wind blew in his face.

Qianxue's face remained unchanged, and she looked at the tip of the halberd that stayed only a few centimeters from the center of her eyebrows. The sharp breath stimulates Chiyuki's delicate skin.

"What's the matter?" Chu Wentian asked coldly. Beads of sweat the size of beans run down the ends of your hair and run down your eyes. The wide military uniform was soaked with sweat. After a long period of cultivation, Chu Wentian's physical exertion was huge.

Chu Wentian clearly said that if it is not necessary, disturb his cultivators, abolish his cultivation, degrade him to a commoner, and he will never be allowed to enter the palace again.

As the third prince, he has this power.

"Please move to the Imperial Study, Your Majesty is waiting for you." Qianxue said softly.

Sou.

The thousand-year-old red gold halberd was removed from Qianxue's front by Chu Wentian and handed over.

Qianxue stepped forward and took the wooden halberd.

Chu Wentian's feet shook and left the martial arts platform

Qianxue put away the thousand-year-old red gold halberd and followed with Aoba.

The Imperial Study.

"The Three Princes are here."

"Xuan."

"The son visits his father." Chu Wentian saluted to the Holy Emperor sitting on the chair.

"Sit." The Holy Emperor said casually and continued to review the recital. Even if there is a prime minister who shares government affairs, there are still a lot of twists and turns every day. The territory of the pilgrimage is too large.

Chu Wentian sat on a chair, not in a hurry, silently accumulating spiritual energy into his body, sixteen-year-old Chu Wentian has already become a monk who has built a perfect foundation.

The Holy Emperor cultivated so unpredictable, and his ability to perceive the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth shook the heavens and asked the heavens hundreds of Tianxuan continents. At the moment when Chu Wentian absorbed the aura of heaven and earth and refined the aura, he sensed it.

A flash of approval flashed in his eyes.

This son is excellent in all aspects, and he is very visionary, and he is also very satisfied with Chu Wentian.

"I can see the changes you have made during this time." The Holy Emperor spoke.

Chu Wentian stopped refining the aura, raised his head, and looked at the Holy Emperor.

"That day, I asked Lao Qi to take you to the pauper's cellar. When you come back from there, you've made a huge difference. I'm very pleased. The Holy Emperor looked at Chu Wentian lovingly.

"Tell me about your plans. Today I am a father and you are a son, and we will talk about father and son. ”

The Holy Emperor no longer refers to himself as me, and does not talk to Chu Wentian as the Holy Emperor of the Holy Pilgrimage.

Chu Wentian looked at the Holy Emperor suspiciously. Meaning, talk about something.

"What do you think about the civilians of the Ghetto?"

Chu Wentian is not Chu Mutian, he is not afraid of the Holy Emperor. In front of his father, he naturally said something and spoke freely.

"I want to change that." Chu Wentian said categorically.

"The spirit stones we spend in a day are more than the income of ten civilians in a year. My palace is only inhabited by me and dozens of palace maids and eunuchs, while the public residence of the slum cellar, which occupies less than one-tenth of the Yuansheng Palace, has nearly 10,000 people! I want to change that! ”

The Holy Emperor nodded, "Go on." ”

"The people at the bottom don't have high requirements, they just want to be fed, clothed, and sheltered."

"My Holy Dynasty rules the entire Tianxuan Continent, and it is so strong, why can't the people live and work here in peace and contentment?"

Chu Wentian clenched his fists and looked at the Holy Emperor.

"I want to get a thousand pounds of food to help the hungry people in the world! I want to get ten thousand silks, warm the people of the world! I want to get thousands of huts to cover the poor people in the world! ”

"I want the people of the Holy Dynasty to smile and smile!"

Chu Wentian's sonorous and powerful voice echoed in the imperial study.

Long.

"Not bad." A smile appeared on the face of the Holy Emperor, he was only sixteen years old and had such ambitions, Chu Changkong was very optimistic about him.

"From now on, Chu Wentian, the third prince of the Holy Dynasty, will be the prince of my dynasty, stay in the Spirit Saint Palace, and enjoy the benefits of all the kings."

The Heavenly Xuan Continent suddenly sounded the voice of the Holy Emperor full of majesty.

The Holy Emperor will give an edict to the world!

The Holy Emperor is supreme and rules over hundreds of millions of living beings in the heavens. There are very few oracles issued by him to herald the world, and they are basically extremely important. But within a year, the Holy Emperor issued two edicts to the heavens. The meaning of this can be imagined.

Harem, Huangming Palace.

When the queen heard this holy message, her face was pleasantly surprised.

"Someone!"

"The slave is here!" The queen's personal maid walked briskly, knelt on the ground, and listened to orders.

"Send someone to the City of Night immediately to bring Princess Celestia back. Then he ordered people to start preparing for the prince's New Year's banquet. The queen ordered.

"Yes!"

The queen looked in the direction of the imperial study, and the color of joy was revealed. She has no children under her knees, she loves Chu Wentian from the bottom of her heart, and her only daughter is not around, Chu Wentian has become the queen's biological son, and now Chu Wentian is named the crown prince, and the queen is even happier than Chu Wentian herself.

Lingyan Pavilion.

Concubine Xue, who was teaching Chu Ling'er calligraphy and painting, was stunned when she heard the content of the holy oracle. A glimmer of joy flashed across her cold and beautiful face. It's fleeting and untraceable.

"Brother Huang...... He was made a prince. Chu Ling'er looked up at Concubine Xue and said.

The quiet and sensible Chu Ling'er has inherited the indisputable character of his mother and concubine. At the same time, she is also the one who knows her mother's true attitude towards Chu Wentian best.

"Hmm." Xue Fei responded seemingly casually, and tapped the table with her left hand.

Chu Ling'er didn't continue to say more, adjusted her emotions, and continued to study.

Holy City, Nambu.

"Prince? Prince! Prince Zhenguo! King Qin stood up in surprise, and the whole person couldn't help himself.

This is the Prince! The king of the piano, who knows the weight of this identity, can hardly control her joy with her cultivation.

Chu Wentian was named the crown prince, which means that she has become the prince's teacher!

"My Nanjia is in charge!"

"His Royal Highness the Prince, it is really the lucky star of my Nan family!"

The Imperial Study.

Compared with the violent reaction of people from the outside world, the person concerned, Chu Wentian, seemed much more determined. Although there is joy on the face, it will not lose its manners.

King Qin's etiquette and etiquette teaching is very in place, and Chu Wentian has learned a lot from the calm and unfazed Chu Wentian.

Of course, a large part of this is because he still doesn't know what the identity of the prince represents.

"Thank you, Father Huang Longen!"

"Hmm." The Holy Emperor looked at Chu Wentian with satisfaction. He believed that this son with great aspirations would be a wise man with the people in mind.

"Stand down."

"Yes! The retainers retired. ”

"It's a big idea." A surging voice rang out.

Chu Changkong didn't look out of the ordinary, but a smile appeared on his face.

"What do you think of my child?"

Lin Ran's figure gradually evolved in front of Chu Changkong's body like foam.

"Quite ambitious." Lin Rantang said with a smile.

"Let the Taoist friends laugh." Chu Changkong laughed, "This child's ambition is difficult to fulfill." ”

Lin Ran didn't say anything.

Even like the Divine Universe, it has not achieved classlessness in the true sense, which is difficult to do.

The existence of extraordinary power is destined for the eternity of class, and at most it makes class flow more frequent and cannot be solidified, and it is really classless......

Difficult.

"Are you interested in participating in my child's New Year's banquet? At that time, the Seven Holy Lands will send people to the banquet, and Taoist friends can negotiate with them if they are interested. Chu Changkong invited.

"Yes."

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