Chapter 3284 Wooden Sword
Wen Bieyu watched anxiously, praying in his heart that he would not hurt himself. He put the boat aside and suddenly remembered something. He asked, "Oh, Your Highness, when I came back just now, I saw a lot of people walking towards the east wing. What were they doing?"
"East Wing?"
Zhu Chengjun was stunned for a moment: "Doesn't my uncle live over there?"
Wen Bieyu said, "Yes, I also heard that the old uncle lived in the east wing, and I also heard that Lord Chen ordered that no one should go over and disturb him. But just now, a lot of people walked over there and took a lot of things."
"oh?"
Zhu Chengjun opened his eyes wide and blinked, then immediately said, "I'll go over and take a look."
"Your Highness, you still—"
Wen Bieyu originally wanted to persuade him to rest for a while, but before he could finish his words, Zhu Chengjun had already rushed over, opened the door and ran away. Wen Bieyu followed him and only saw his back. He shook his head and smiled helplessly.
The sun was scorching at noon, and it made people feel hot all over.
Zhu Chengjun ran to the east wing in a short while. His whole body was sunburned. He took two breaths and looked up again. Sure enough, he saw several people walking out of the east wing door, holding some incense, candles, paper money, heavy bronze candlesticks, and some incomprehensible objects in their hands.
Zhu Chengjun grew up in the palace, where things related to ghosts, gods, and spells were not allowed, so he was confused and quickly ran in.
When we arrived at the old uncle's house, the door was ajar.
Zhu Chengjun shouted, "Uncle!"
The door was immediately opened. The old uncle standing at the door saw him and asked with a smile, "Why are you here?"
Zhu Chengjun ran over in two or three steps: "I'm here to see my uncle!"
He had seldom been in the presence of his elders since he was a child, and it was a great honor for him to meet an elder who loved him so much. Naturally, he was sweet-mouthed and well-behaved. The old uncle smiled and led him in. Seeing that he was sweating from running, he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe his sweat, and personally poured him a cup of tea.
Zhu Chengjun took it and said, "Thank you, uncle."
The old uncle smiled and sat down, then asked, "Why did you come to see Grandpa?"
Zhu Chengjun held the cup and took two sips of water. Just as he raised his head to say something, he heard footsteps outside again. He turned around and saw that it was He Yi who walked in this time.
Zhu Chengjun was quite close to him and immediately called out, "Uncle Heyi!"
Seeing him here, He Yi smiled slightly and walked in and bowed to him: "Your Highness is here too."
Zhu Chengjun opened his eyes wide and saw a long sword in his hand.
He had been interested in things like swords, spears, and halberds since he was a child. When he saw it was a sword, he stretched his neck with joy immediately. But when he looked closely, he found that it was a wooden sword.
He Yi held the wooden sword in front of the old uncle and said respectfully, "Take a look at this. Is it okay?"
The old prince picked up the wooden sword and swung it in a sword flower.
It was obvious that his movements were very skillful. Moreover, although he only had a wooden sword in his hand, it was very powerful in his hand and was not inferior to those fine steel swords.
Zhu Chengjun couldn't help but let out a low "Wow".
When the old uncle heard his voice, he turned around and looked at him with a smile, then he put away the wooden sword and said to He Yi, "That's handy."
"yes."
The old uncle asked again: "Is the altar repaired?"
He Yi said, "The Emperor has dispatched over a hundred men to work all night, and now the altar has taken shape. The altar is as you requested, nine feet high, with three levels, and one hundred and twenty guards in black robes, holding banners and pennants, surrounding it."
The old uncle nodded gently and said, "That's enough."
After he finished speaking, he placed the wooden sword horizontally in He Yi's hand and said, "Alright, send this over. They also brought the incense, candles, and paper money that I just reviewed. They can also be sent over."
He Yi took the wooden sword and held it in his hand, saying respectfully, "Then, have a good rest."
After saying that, he smiled at Zhu Chengjun again, then turned and walked out.
Zhu Chengjun was a little confused. What could such a wooden sword be used for? What was the point of building that altar?
So he asked, "Uncle, what are you doing with that sword? Are you going to fight the enemy too?"
The old uncle laughed.
He said: "Uncle Grandpa doesn't fight in the battlefield. Now that your father is in the world, Uncle Grandpa doesn't need to fight in the battlefield anymore."
Zhu Chengjun nodded immediately after hearing this: "That's right, with our father here, he will protect us."
The old uncle smiled and touched his head, which was hot from running, and said, "However, your father will also grow old. When he gets old, someone else will have to protect us."
Zhu Chengjun blinked and said softly, "I, can."
The old uncle looked at him with a smile and said, "It's not something you can just say. You have to have the ability to do such a thing. Compared to your father, you still have a lot to learn."
Zhu Chengjun said, "I can learn. My uncle will teach me."
The old prince was amused by his serious look and burst into laughter. He was almost out of breath. He covered his mouth and coughed several times, then turned his head away.
Zhu Chengjun hurried over and patted him on the back: "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"
The old uncle took a breath before looking back at him. His dark face flushed slightly as he smiled, "Grandpa is happy to hear what you said. However, you won't learn much from Grandpa. You still need to learn more from your father. He's very capable."
Zhu Chengjun wanted to ask more, but footsteps were heard outside again.
The one who came this time was Chen Zixiao.
He didn't hold anything in his hands, but his hurried expression clearly showed that he had something to say to the old uncle. However, when he walked to the door and saw Zhu Chengjun there, he was still stunned for a moment: "Young Prince? Why are you here?"
Zhu Chengjun said, "I'll come and accompany my uncle."
Chen Zixiao hesitated for a moment, then walked in slowly and saluted the old uncle: "Father."
He hesitated, as if he wanted to ask Zhu Chengjun to leave. Although he was Zhu Chengjun's elder in terms of status, as a subject he could not go too far in front of His Royal Highness the King of Han.
For a moment, the atmosphere was a little awkward.
On the other hand, the old uncle smiled and touched Zhu Chengjun's head, saying, "Okay, Uncle has some important things to do here, you can go and have fun."
Zhu Chengjun had no choice but to nod, bowed to him obediently, and then walked out.
His calves were not long, so he walked slowly. As soon as he walked out, he heard Chen Zixiao walk into the room and close the door.
Zhu Chengjun suddenly felt cunning and stopped to secretly listen to what they said. However, even with the door closed, Chen Zixiao was very cautious and spoke in a low voice. Zhu Chengjun listened for a long time, but only heard a few words coming out from the gap in the window, something about "medicine" and "building".
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