Xu Miaoqing couldn't help but chuckle. She naturally knew what kind of person her husband was. It was true that he liked children, but he often lacked patience. He would only hold or play with the children for a short while before quickly finding another excuse not to look at them.
Little Zhu is pretty much the same way now; if he makes his younger siblings cry, he basically disappears in an instant. Of course, when it's time to cheer up his younger siblings, Little Zhu is definitely the best older brother in the world.
"In a few days, spring plowing will begin, and we should also tidy up the Empress's side," Zhu Yunying said. "As for the noblewomen, have all of our brothers' wives come over. They all think they come from wealthy families and have forgotten that we are all peasants. That's not good. By the way, that little rascal Geng'er must be brought along."
My nephew is such a worry! He's definitely a product of Prince Wu, Zhu Yunwen's upbringing. This good kid is showing the potential to become the number one playboy in the Ming Dynasty, to the point that Zhu Yunying is even worried about whether to revoke Zhu Yunwen's title of "Prince Wu".
After all, the title of Prince of Wu was indeed very special in the Ming Dynasty. The former Prince of Zhou, Zhu Su, could not bear it, and the current Zhu Yunwen was even less capable of bearing it.
That's not right. The title of Prince Wu was bestowed upon Zhu Yuanzhang before he ascended the throne, representing power and wisdom. However, the Princes of Zhou in the Ming Dynasty, whether Zhu Su or Zhu Yunwen, were considered to be representatives of纨绔 (wán kù, a spoiled and dissolute young man).
Since he was his own brother, Zhu Yunying could only swallow this bitter pill. If Zhu Yunying were stripped of his title as Prince of Wu, the boy probably wouldn't be able to stand it. Let the Prince of Wu of the Ming Dynasty be a playboy, as long as he doesn't cause trouble or commit evil deeds. Zhu Yunying was quite magnanimous.
Let's take a rest. There's just too much to do every day. Zhu Yunying thinks it's best to rest to avoid overworking.
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"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
As Shen Changqing walked along the road, he would greet or nod to acquaintances he encountered.
But no matter who it is.
Everyone's face was expressionless, as if they were indifferent to everything.
In response to this.
Shen Changqing had already gotten used to it.
This is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization dedicated to maintaining the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main duty is to slay demons and monsters, though it also has other side hustles.
You could say that.
In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone's hands are stained with blood.
When a person has become accustomed to life and death, they will become indifferent to many things.
When Shen Changqing first arrived in this world, he was a little unaccustomed to it, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon Suppression Bureau is very large.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are either extremely powerful experts or have the potential to become experts.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter category.
The Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions: Guardian and Demon Exterminator.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts as a demon exorcist, the lowest rank.
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Then, through gradual promotion, one can eventually become a garrison commander.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon hunter in the Demon Suppression Division, the lowest-ranking demon hunter.
It possesses the memories of its predecessor.
He was also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a pavilion.
Unlike the other grim places in the Demon Suppression Division, this pavilion stands out like a crane among chickens, presenting a different kind of tranquility in the blood-soaked Demon Suppression Division.
The attic door was open at this time, and people occasionally went in and out.
Shen Changqing hesitated for only a moment before stepping inside.
Enter the attic.
The environment changed suddenly.
A whiff of ink mixed with a faint smell of blood wafted over, causing him to instinctively furrow his brow, but he quickly relaxed it.
The bloody smell emanating from everyone in the Demon Suppression Division was almost impossible to wash off.
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