When I woke up in the morning, I felt refreshed.

After washing up, Zhao Jia brought breakfast. It was quite simple, a bowl of bird's nest lotus seed soup, two small plates of pickles, and ten large meat buns. This thing is naturally not enough for gluttony, but it is the food of two or three people. If it is too much, it will be regarded as a monster.

After finishing breakfast, Xintian Youfeng swept the sacred clouds, he stood in front of the railing on the second floor. Seeing Dong Shumin sitting on the stone bench under the grape trellis, he was stunned.

The morning glow has not completely dissipated, and the sun shines on the girl's side face, like a silhouette of a beauty.

After spending time together these days, the boy became very familiar with her, but today he felt a different melancholy.

"What's wrong with you?"

Xin Tianyou went downstairs and asked while walking.

"It's okay... I just remembered that I had to leave for three years, and I felt uncomfortable. Xiaoxiang, brew two cups of tea."

Miss Dong didn't argue for the first time, and her tone was a little sad.

The boy scratched his head and said:

"No, no, there's something in your heart."

The girl hummed:

"It's not your business if you have something to do."

Xin Tianyou was so choked that he couldn't speak. He didn't know when he offended her and was confused.

At the gate of the courtyard, a tall and thin middle-aged man appeared and bowed with a smile:

"Zhang Muzhi, the Secret Detective Officer, is here to visit, and ask for Miss Dong."

Dong Shumin jumped forward and said:

"Uncle Zhang, you just like to tease me."

Zhang Muzhi walked into the yard and saw a young man in white standing under the grape trellis, smiling and nodding.

Xin Tianyou thought about it and bent down and bowed.

This person is amazing. He used his mind to spy on himself yesterday afternoon, but he cannot reveal his strength. He has to restrain his spiritual consciousness and reduce the metabolism in his body. In this way, he can only sense a weak little scholar.

Dong Shumin introduced:

"This is my distant cousin Dong Shu, who came to Baisha City together to prepare for the summer trial at Lanshan Academy. Uncle Zhang, you have a wide range of ways, please help me talk."

Zhang Muzhi laughed in silence and said:

"Shumin, you are supporting Uncle Zhang's army. It's not that you don't know that China is so big that the Secret Sect Department can go everywhere, but the four places cannot do it. The royal palace, Lanshan Academy, Xiaoyao Marquis' Mansion, Qingfeng Temple... The chief of the academy believes that scholars cultivate themselves and govern the country and cultivate a noble spirit. The Secret Sect Department is a group of people walking in the shadows and cannot be approached. The Marquis's wife believes that we should vigorously promote Xiaoyao Bo as the crown prince, and put our son on the fire, and we are not allowed to enter the mansion. There is no need to say more about Qingfeng Temple. Qingfengzi is the national teacher and the elder of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect, and he looks down on us even more."

Dong Shumin asked in confusion:

"Didn't my aunt allow my cousin to compete in the ring yesterday? How could she be so repulsive of Uncle Zhang?"

Zhang Mu's Way:

"At that time, Xiaoyaobo was the only one who could defeat Bing Hu. The situation was forced, so as a royal family, of course they had to stand up. It was not the same as the inheritance of the throne."

"Hehe... my cousin is stunned. When I imagined him as the king, I wanted to laugh."

"Oh, if he refuses to succeed to the throne, China will change its days."

...

The two of them said a few more gossips, but they didn't mention yesterday's Chenghuang Temple ring.

Dong Shumin was out of timidity because the leader of the fight was standing beside him. And Zhang Muzhi was not convenient for him to reveal the secrets of the government in public.

Xiaoxiang Xiaolan brought three cups of fragrant tea. Zhao Jia leaned out and quickly went to the horse. They would go to Xiaoyao Hou Mansion later and need to be cleaned up.

Zhang Muzhi sat down, nodded to Xin Tianyou again, and smiled:

"Hello, Mr. Shu."

Why are you so polite? Xin Tianyou was stunned and responded:

"Hello, Lord Zhang."

Dong Shumin saw the clues, glared at her sisterly style and said, "Xiao Shu, why don't you go and review your homework!"

Xin Tianyou understood and said, "Then you chat slowly, I'll go read."

Just after taking a step, I turned around and picked up the tea cup. A cup of tea after a meal will help digestion.

Zhang Muzhi kept watching the boy go upstairs and into the room, and then said:

"Young Master Shu is really a handsome talent, spotless..."

Dong Shumin was afraid that he would be entangled on this topic, so she robbed him like a cannon:

"Uncle Zhang, you are really good at speaking. What a clean thing. You are obviously too dirty and don't know how to observe your words and expressions... I'll go to my aunt's place later. You can't sue, let your parents know that I've been playing outside for a day..."

Zhang Muzhi took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and subconsciously tapped the stone table with his fingers and said:

"Don't worry, don't worry... Are your parents healthy?"

Dong Shumin laughed:

"My mother's illness has recovered long ago and is healthier than ever... Uncle Zhang, don't go around. Do you hope I can give you a few good words in front of my aunt?"

Zhang Muzhi smiled slightly and lowered his voice.

"Shumin Bingxue is smart. Uncle Zhang really wants you... This time I go to the Hou Mansion, can you persuade Xiaoyao Bo not to sell ancestral goods? Many people in the royal city are laughing at you. Your brother and sister have a good relationship, and he seems to be a little afraid of you, maybe he will listen."

Dong Shumin said in a daze:

"Don't my aunt care?"

"The Marquis's wife only knows a little bit of the news, but she doesn't know that the situation is so serious. We dare not tell her that she will block the news with all her might, but paper will not be able to contain the fire. As a formation master, Xiaoyaobo needs a large number of magic weapons, spirit stones, and treasures of heaven and earth. How can he rely on his salary? Since the king fell ill, no one has cared about it. He is getting more and more courageous and has begun to secretly sell ancestral goods...

"Most of the royal family's accumulation of more than a thousand years is in the royal palace, and a small part is in the Xiaoyao Marquis' Mansion. The price of spirit stones in Baisha City has been raised by half a century. Last year, the king just gave the ancestral land, but he wanted to sell it, thanks to no one dared to take it over. Last month, he sneaked into the ancestral temple and almost stole the spirit card. Fortunately, he was discovered by the temple guardian, so he failed."

Ah, Dong Shumin widened her eyes and covered her mouth with her hands.

"Why is he stealing the spirit card?"

Zhang Muzhi smiled bitterly:

"This incident caused even the Sword Saint to be alarmed. He told me that the spiritual cards of Kings of the past dynasties were made of purple nanmu, which was extremely precious and was a rare Horcrux..."

In the room upstairs, Xin Tianyou laughed so hard that his stomach hurt. He didn't dare to make a sound, so it was so hard to hold it in.

Even his ancestors dared to steal and sell their spiritual cards. This guy is the strongest prodigal son in history.

No wonder Zhang Muzhi was anxious. Looking at this trend, I was afraid that even the Marquis' Mansion would not be able to protect it. Tianqi was right. Once he passed the throne to his nephew, he would really dare to sell the country.
Chapter completed!